The House of Cassius has been the spit-pool of Capua since the infamous slave rebellion of fifteen years ago. The games - and the whole gladiator business - have never been the same since.
Last year marked a change in the city's fortune. By the order of Julius Caesar, 20,000 new citizens moved into the area. Though most of them were mere laborers, luckily there were enough high-class citizens to lure in a few sponsors.
Now it is the time for the annual festival to celebrate the defeat of Spartacus, and the House of Cassius is hosting a grand feast with roasted boar testicles, honey-marinade octopus tentacles and slave fights. Word on the street is that all fights will be to the death, to let the sands be soaked in blood in honour of Mars. Some are worried that what once happened could spark a new rebellion. But surely the gladiators cannot rise into a rebellion again. Right? RIGHT?