Piriteze the Irritable of Artemita (a name not to be sneezed at - look it up) declares his intention to rid the Western borders of Parthia of wimpy moustache-less foreigners and unite the lands of bronzed moustachioed manliness in the name of King Mithradates II, the King of Kings. He is therefore assembling a mighty force of gallant Parthian horsemen that will soon be riding on Damascus to secure this jewel and the lands surrounding it (especially a little bay just to the north of Tyre that is absolutely gorgeous and looks like the ideal spot to retire to and top up the suntan from time to time).
Update from the front:
Scouting revealed a horde of Romans marching from the north as Piriteze approached Damascus. He therefore boldly moved to intercept and destroy them. The Romans, hearing of his advance, started to quake in their sandals and called for more Roman reinforcements. (A dastardly trick if ever there was one.) But this did not deter brave Piriteze and he gave battle amongst the hills and orchards on the road to Damascus.
The Romans, though, are full of dirty tricks and one moustache-less creature crept up behind him and stabbed him in the back. With their general down, the Parthians wavered and were forced to concede the field.
Latest:
After hearing of Piriteze's demise, the clan in Artemita has vowed to avenge his death and have amassed a new army to be led by Piriteze's younger (and, many say, more able) brother Veletri the Valiant. His determination to avenge his brother's death and secure Damascus in his name is second only to the length of his moustache - a mindset that will inevitably spread fear amongst all who stand in his way.
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