These simple copper shields are wielded by the arthi troops that have sworn allegiance to the Lion Emperor. The arthi themselves are human but consider themselves superior to the kingdoms of man; legend has it they have true lion's blood in their veins to account for their fighting prowess. Everyone else politely doubts it but none speak too loudly - the arthi of the Lion Emperor razed the city of Karthin to the ground when their king embarrassed the Emperor with ease. It stands as a powerful lesson to the other city-states and they pay tributes of gold and myrrh to the Lion Emperor each year. Such is the price of peace.
You are a citizen of the Roman Empire, and a professional heavy infantryman of the Roman Army. You enlisted in your legion for twenty-five years of service, and you are both relieved and anxious to know you have only a few years left.
As you double-check that your military-issued Legion Dagger and sword are securely in their holders, you feel prepared alongside your fellow soldiers to go into battle. You just hope that your training will continue to serve you well. At the very least, you have confidence in the sharpness of your weapon.