The Lupus Auream
The legend of the Lupus Auream is tied directly into the founding of Tribatus. It is said that three young gods, just past childhood, had escaped into the wilds to avoid an attack on their village. Half blind from tears caused by hunger and sore feet, they stumbled upon the den of a pack of wolves.
Their fur was gold, as if spun from the metal, and eyes red like rubies. The three children thought that would be the end, all their trials just to be eaten by admittedly unique wolves.
Instead the wolves surrounded them. Not threatening, but simply curious. The wolves then started to lick their wounds, soothing them. Over time the three children would become part of the pack. Surviving with them, and taught by them, in their limited manor. When the wolves couldn't demonstrate easily, they'd steal books on the subject, and taught the children to read.
Eventually the children would build a home more suitable to human life, next to their den. Then another building, and another. The wolves were unperturbed to see their pups grow in such a fashion.
Over time the children's notoriety grew, and the local tribes came to see the wolf pups on two legs. Usually going to see a side show, many because enraptured by the strength, grace, and intelligence. Opting to stay and learn from the children, who were now adults.
The den grew and grew, becoming a hamlet. A town. A City. It became sprawling, with cobbled roads and stone buildings. Industry and commerce. The pups taught those they could, and those pupils taught others.
The wolves were happy too, to see their pups do so well and gather a pack of their own. But the city, named Syrphesus in honor of the packs alpha, had grown untenable for the pack. At the center of the city, their den was too far from anything to find any prey. The waters too busy to drink from.
They came to their pups, and gave them one final lesson. After that, they retreated to their den. With sorrowful hearts, their pups sealed the entrance, and built what would be the Senate building on top of it. They told their pupils what would come, and how they were to conduct themselves, before they themselves left to lands unknown.
Their fur was gold, as if spun from the metal, and eyes red like rubies. The three children thought that would be the end, all their trials just to be eaten by admittedly unique wolves.
Instead the wolves surrounded them. Not threatening, but simply curious. The wolves then started to lick their wounds, soothing them. Over time the three children would become part of the pack. Surviving with them, and taught by them, in their limited manor. When the wolves couldn't demonstrate easily, they'd steal books on the subject, and taught the children to read.
Eventually the children would build a home more suitable to human life, next to their den. Then another building, and another. The wolves were unperturbed to see their pups grow in such a fashion.
Over time the children's notoriety grew, and the local tribes came to see the wolf pups on two legs. Usually going to see a side show, many because enraptured by the strength, grace, and intelligence. Opting to stay and learn from the children, who were now adults.
The den grew and grew, becoming a hamlet. A town. A City. It became sprawling, with cobbled roads and stone buildings. Industry and commerce. The pups taught those they could, and those pupils taught others.
The wolves were happy too, to see their pups do so well and gather a pack of their own. But the city, named Syrphesus in honor of the packs alpha, had grown untenable for the pack. At the center of the city, their den was too far from anything to find any prey. The waters too busy to drink from.
They came to their pups, and gave them one final lesson. After that, they retreated to their den. With sorrowful hearts, their pups sealed the entrance, and built what would be the Senate building on top of it. They told their pupils what would come, and how they were to conduct themselves, before they themselves left to lands unknown.
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