Server Lore

## **753 B.C.E (1/20/2021) {editors note parenthesis= future links}**

**The Heist of Olympus** :*In the Early days, after the defeat of the (Titans) in the (Titanomachy), the Olympians basked in their newfound Kingdom. Presiding over the Mortal Realm in their Heavenly Cloud of luxury and comfort, on a floating isle imbued with the magical properties of Enchanted, Gilded, Gold. All the Olympians spare one, the eldest brother of (Jupiter). Deep underground in his lava drenched Kingdom, (Pluto) paced in frustration. How dare his own family live in such prosperity while he is damned to ceaselessly govern over the endless flow of spirits sinking into the below. How dare they reap the benefits of the overworld which he himself deserved equal due?* *But no longer, (Pluto) thought. In a moment of anger the God created a new creature, similar to that of the common folk of the overworld, but with a strange, innate desire for... gold. Lord Pluto shook the ground ferociously, leveling homes above and ripping a tear across the land and through that tear his new followers saw it, glimmering high above. Gold. Heaps of it. A MOUNTAIN FULL OF IT. His creations climbed out of the ground ravenous for their glimmering, glittering prize and robbed Olympus of every small piece of Imperial Gold embedded in the mountain and brought it down to the (Underworld) to be trapped forever... A transgression the new King of the Gods would not soon forgive. Although the gold now rest far beyond his ability to retrieve, he took something from the new dwellers of the deep which they would sorely miss. The ability to live amongst sunshine. Should they steal for the Underworld, they will forever be trapped to the Underworld.* *In the following years after the curse was laid into the Underworld, the pieces of Gold once stolen from Olympus were scattered to the winds, to reside up in worlds beyond both mortal and Olympian.*

## **744 B.C.E:(2/28/2021)**

**A Battle of Wits and an Inconceivable Outcome:** *It is often an occurrence where the Gods come to stand upon the mortals of the human realm and engage in familiarity. During one such occasion, (Pluto) had met his match in shadowplay. In the Derheim Woods, to the far South West of the world, lay a small village in-which two Magi lay captive. Eager to save two followers of his dear friend and homemaker, (Trivia), (Pluto) freed the imprisoned Magi. Much to his surprise however, the warden of the prison, a maiden by the name of Paige, demanded payment... And thus (Pluto) offered it in the form of a duel. A duel of wits. The God King of the Dead conjured forth a fine Cyprus table and laid upon it two goblets of mysterious liquid and invited the maiden warden to sit with him.(The Battle of Wits)*

## **743 B.C.E:(3/7/2021)**

**The Fifth Holy Grail War** :*Despite the world changing impact of the conflicts between The Heroes of Past and the Divine Spirits of the Old World, the Holy Grail was not such an instrument that could simply be put down to rest. It stirred in it's vault within Tartarus, hungry for the blood of heroes. And it would have such blood. Upon hearing the whispering promises of glory and gold, eighteen challengers arose to face each other in great battle for the ownership of The Holy Grail and it's blessed wish. The combat was violent and bloody. One by one in the coming days of conflict, Praetor's and their chosen Gladiators fell to the blades of one another until The Lord of Death himself and the son of his brother Neptune, remained. Triton, weak and wary from the violence of the battles, hid within a bunker deep beneath the planet's surface. He had not prepared himself for the sacrifices the Grail demanded and begged with his cousin, Apollo, to spare him in return for his wish fulfilled. Rather than face battle and bring pride and bravery to the House of Neptune, Triton traded away with Apollo and seized victory in a way the Grail had not been designed... but seized victory nonetheless.* *From the ashes of violence and betrayal, (Pluto) arose, victorious... with (Triton) soaking in the blood of the fallen in his wake, desperate to rise above and defeat the Gods who formed a barrier of pure undefeatable power in front of him... the Gods among The Court of Olympus.*