Grotto of the Ancients

A goddess of the moon, night, mystery and insanity, Hekate is also a fertility deity who lived in the depths of the Underworld. She is a descendent of the Titans and a cousin to Artemis. In addition, Hekate is a goddess of roads in general and crossroads in particular, whether they be physical crossroads, (especially in the dead of night) or difficult points in one's life, when life-altering choices needed to be made.
She was a veritable Fury, armed with a blazing torch and accompanied by terrifying hounds. Although she was often frightening, she could also be called upon for assistance as a guide through the darkness of the Underworld.

Lorna chose Hekate as her persona not only because the theme of her homepage deals with creativity and madness, but also because she believes homesteaders never need to feel "in the dark" about anything while residing in the Athens community, and she will help when the crossroads arise.

Hero of Greek and Roman mythology. Son of Titan, brother of Atlantis, first atheist in mythological history. Stole the Fire from Gods and brought it to all people, enabling civilisation development.

Furious about broken monopoly, Zeus (in Greek version) or Jupiter (in Roman version) punished him with eternal sufferings. He sent Vulcanus to chain Prometheus to a rock in Caucassian Mountains and a wild eagle to slowly eat his liver for 10000 years. Prometheus was finally liberated by Heracles.

A student of philosophy and history, Ben has dedicated his page, "The Pit of Obfuscation" to essays and speeches, to entertain, inform, and persuade. His interests include morality, community, and ancient history.

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The doorman at Tara saw the strange company coming toward him. A handsome, well-built young warrior with a king's diadem was in front of the band. They told the doorkeeper to announce their arrival in Tara. The doorkeeper said, "Who is there?"

"Lugh is here, the son of Cian son of Dian Cecht and of Ethne daughter of Balor. He is the fosterson of Tailtiu the daughter of Magmor, and of Eochaid Garb mac Duach." The doorkeeper then asked of Lugh Samildanach, "What art do you practice? For no one without an art enters Tara."

"Question me," he said, "I am a builder."

The doorkeeper answered, "We have a smith already, Colum Cualeinech of the three new techniques."

He said, "Question me: I am a champion."

The doorkeeper answered, "We do not need you. We have a champion already, Ogma mac Ethlend."

He said again, "Question me." "I am a harper," he said.

"We do not need you. We have a harper already, Abcan mac Bicelmois, whom the men of the three gods chose in the sidhe-mounds."

In like manner the young man claimed for himself the arts of the warrior, poet and historian, even the sorceror, and was again rebuffed.

"We do not need you. We have sorcerors already. Our druids and our people of power are numerous."

Undeterred, he said, "Question me, I am a physician, a cupbearer, a good brazier." But it was no use.

Finally he said, "Ask the king whether he has one man who possesses all these arts: if he has I will not be able to enter Tara. Then the doorkeeper went into the royal hall and told everything to the king, "A warrior has come before the court," he said, "named the Lugh, and all the arts which help your people, he practices them all, so that he is the man of each and every art."

Then he said that they should bring him the fidchellboards of Tara, and he won all the stakes, so that he was made the cro of Lugh. Then that was related to Nuada. "Let him come into the court," said Nuada, "for a man like that has never before come into this fortress."

The figure of Lugh is one that I strongly identify myself with. Feel free to send a messenger to me here, or visit my home in Athens.