ISD 15987 - Battle of Bellos

“It was the summer of ’987!”

The announcer’s voice filled the coliseum, rebounding off the cheering masses with their banners and hand-painted signs, screams and shouts of “Devils! Devils! Devils!” nearly drowning out the artificially amplified tones. It was enough to wrench at even my attention. I knew the date, knew what it was we were about to see.

“The last men of the 617th were stranded on Bellos, their ship crashed, their brothers and sisters slain! No one was coming to save them!”
Empire of Silence, Chapter 6: Truth Without Beauty

The survivors of the 617th Centaurine Legion repelled a Cielcin horde that had ravaged the Bellos colony; Commemorated often in Colosso by having gladiators represent the Legions and the slaves, disfigured and painted white, to represent the Cielcin.