<p>Once there was a tribe far to the South , who rose up to challenge the ruling confederation of tribes known as the Ancient Eight. This tribe, known as the Puff Devils, did everything they could to be accepted by the Great Ones. They passed many tests handed down to them, lured away learned clerics and built great stone edifices equal to those found far to the North. But the Ancient Ones still doubted that the heart of the Puff Devils was pure. This doubt was partially caused by the new tribes excess enthusiasm for the game of ball and hoop. The Puff Devils seemed to sacrifice much of what was sacred to the Great Ones to win at the game of ball and hoop. But the clamor for belonging from the southern tribe wouldnt cease.<br>
The Ancient Eight determined that the question would be decided by a single contest. A contest of the most ancient of games. Many believed that this game of the stick and the net had been a gift of the gods to be used in deciding conflicts between the great tribes of the ancient world. The Puff Devils had recently shown much prowess at this game, making it a fair test. To represent them, the Great Ones chose the youngest of their tribes. This great tribe from the homeland of Odysseus was both strong on the field and virtuous of the heart. As the only one of the great tribes that still learned to grow food they had avoided the temptations of arrogance that had tainted some of the ancient ones.
The representatives of the ancient ones traveled from their home on the great rock heights to the chosen battlefield in the village of the Puff Devils. A great contest was played between warriors of the two tribes. In the end the tribe from the home of Odysseus returned victorious and the Puff Devils were defeated showing that their hearts were not yet pure. Like Apollo, whose wings were melted by the sun, they immediately fell from the sky to once again dwell with the tribes of the mortals. Perhaps they would try again when their hearts were pure and everyone and forgotten their fall from on high.</p>
<p>hahaha brilliant!</p>
<p>Actually, it was Icarus whose wings melted. Odysseus was crafty and godlike, though.</p>
<p>I think your allusions have make the decision for you.</p>
<p>hah this is great</p>