From this day forth, the divine realms and the Gods' position within
them is no longer set in stone. The faer battleground is hereby begun.
At stake, nothing less than Creation itself.
The symbolic light of the Trees heralds the start of this epic evolution
in the very make-up of Avalon. Shall we see a peaceful consensus, or
has the fuse been lit on a Second Divine War?
Gods, their priesthoods, and all mortalkind -- I would bid you \"good luck\"
but even fortune is a vassal of the Fate realm, and a minor one at that.
And so we begin...
Written by my hand on the 14th of Midwinter, in the year 1252.