Caledonius Maximus: The Accidental Emperor
I. A Pict with No Plan
In the cold mist of Caledonia, Uchtred Hairy-Face was the sort of Pict every Roman mother warned her son about. His blue-painted cheeks glowed like sapphires, his wild hair was a bird’s nest of feathers and bits of bronze, and he wielded an axe so large it doubled as a dinner table. He was notorious for raiding forts along Hadrian’s Wall not for plunder but for practical jokes — swapping legionaries’ sandals for sheep hooves, tying knots in their standards, and once replacing a Roman eagle with a live goose.
Uchtred didn’t care about politics. He loved beer, wrestling, and yelling at clouds. But deep down, he also had a peculiar admiration for Roman organization: their straight roads, their shiny helmets, their habit of writing everything down. He once said, “Romans be daft — but tidy.”
II. The Mistaken Coronation
One night, during a drunken raid, Uchtred chased a chicken into a Roman camp and, thinking he was sneaking into a kitchen tent, blundered into the command pavilion. There sat the provincial governor, asleep with a headache. On the table lay a ceremonial laurel wreath meant for some new general.
Uchtred, feeling theatrical, plopped the wreath on his head and struck a heroic pose. A sentry entered, saw the towering blue man in the wreath, and assumed a barbarian envoy had arrived to pledge loyalty.
“Ave Imperator!” the soldier shouted.
Uchtred grinned. “Aye, cheers. Now where’s the ale?”
By dawn, the rumor had galloped through the garrison: Rome had a new emperor in Britannia. No one questioned it. After all, the empire had churned through emperors like sandals lately, and half of them were appointed by random legions anyway.
III. Rome Meets Its New Ruler
Summoned to the capital, Uchtred sailed to Rome aboard a trireme, teaching the rowers bawdy Pictish sea shanties. When he stepped off the ship in Ostia, the crowd gasped — never had an emperor been so… blue.
Within days, he’d turned the imperial palace into a bizarre hybrid of Caledonian lodge and Roman villa. He installed a fire pit in the throne room for storytelling and made senators sit on log benches instead of marble chairs. His first edict declared every Monday “Blue Face Day,” requiring all senators to paint their faces with woad “for morale and uniformity.” Oddly, this boosted attendance and camaraderie.
He then reorganized the Praetorian Guard, replacing their spears with bagpipes. “Noise is better than stabbing,” he explained. They became so intimidating that petty crime nearly vanished in the capital.
IV. The Golden Age of Absurdity
Despite the chaos, Rome flourished. Uchtred had no interest in skimming taxes, so he accidentally lowered them. He signed off on massive infrastructure repairs, thinking they were requests for beer shipments. Public festivals exploded in popularity after he replaced gladiatorial combat with competitive sheep-shearing, rock-throwing, and “Guess the Boar’s Weight.” The populace adored him.
Foreign dignitaries were baffled but impressed. The King of Parthia reportedly returned home and painted his own face blue for a week. Merchants, seeing the emperor’s casual attitude toward money, shipped grain at lower prices, leading to full granaries and happier citizens.
Rome had accidentally appointed the one man who had no ulterior motives — because he didn’t understand the paperwork.
V. The Fall (or Dive) of Caledonius Maximus
But Uchtred couldn’t resist showing off his Pictish skills. During the grand “Games of Unity” in the Forum, he attempted to demonstrate “the noble sport of Double Horse Riding with Axe Juggling,” a tradition back home. Mounting two horses at once, he shouted “Watch and learn, Romans!” and tried to juggle three battle axes while balancing.
It went poorly. The horses bolted in opposite directions, flinging him into the Tiber. He surfaced moments later with a fish stuck to his forehead and a laurel wreath now home to several river crabs. Coughing water, he yelled, “I resign! You lot can keep yer empire!” and swam off downriver, vanishing from Rome forever.
VI. Aftermath and Legend
Rome panicked but also sighed in relief. A senate decree declared his reign “a refreshing anomaly” and erected a statue of him wrestling a boar while signing a tax rebate. Coins were minted with his face looking mildly confused.
Instead of going back to Caledonia, Uchtred never stopped swimming. Legend says he just kept paddling across the seas, founding a tiny island kingdom where everyone wears blue paint, speaks broken Latin, and settles disputes by sheep-shearing contests. Sailors still claim that on foggy mornings you can hear bagpipes and a booming voice yelling, “Tax the goats!”
He was the only Roman emperor in history who left office not by coup or conspiracy — but by cannonballing into the Tiber, stealing a goat on the way out, and still getting cheered louder than the gladiators.
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