In the far off land of the Davis Centre, in a small office in the link, lives a figure of epic proportions. Deep in these hallowed halls lives the one known only as Troy. Some think he is just a legend; some fear to travel over yonder in-case the rumours are true. However, those wise few who have lived through the ages know the truth: Troy is real.
Known to some as Finite Automaton Man, Troy spends his days preaching from a stage upon the ignorant masses. He tries to convey to them the ways of the world, things they need to know to fulfill their lives. He performs a noble service to the community which not many could provide. He is indeed, a legend.
However, Troy has many enemies. There are a great many who are far from impressed with both his words and his actions. These individuals took it upon themselves to form an alliance; they banded together to form "The Rogues". The sole mission of The Rogues was to destroy Troy and all that he held dear.
The Rogues started many moons ago and went on for countless semesters, leaderless and scattered. But eventually, as if it were meant to pass, a great ruler came into their ranks. He was young, strong, agile, and intelligent. He had joined The Rogues because he blamed Troy for the failures of his career. His whole life was focused on the one moment when he would finally be able to bring retribution to his family name. Known only as "The Leader", he lived in the shadows, controlling things from behind the scenes.
Every good leader needs an army, and The Leader was no exception. The first task he set out on was amassing an army. He recruited soldiers from all walks of live; staisticians, computer scientists, actuaries, even pure mathematicians joined his cause against Troy. The ranks swelled quickly and soon The Leader knew he had the man-power to defeat Troy.
All that was missing was armarments for the soldiers. His troops needed weapons if they were going to lay siege to the fortress deep within the DC. The troops left on a mission to pillage as many weapons as possible. Their mission was a success. Weapons of many varieties were found: spears, swords, and axes were popular choices. What was once a bunch of scattered individuals was quickly turning into one of the most formidable armies in all the University.
After arming his sizeable force, The Leader found that they were lacking in the necessary skills to defeat Troy. He knew of the legend of Troy's power, so he decided that his forces needed to be elite fighting machines. A strict training regiment was begun immediately. His soldiers trained for 16 hours per day, taking breaks only to sleep and eat. The training started to pay off very quickly, as the soldiers gained in both strength and technique.
After 2 solid months of training, The Leader decided he could wait no longer. He had the troops brought together and their mission explained. Their task was to bring the war to Troy's home. They were going to assault the very heart of the Davis Centre. Some of the men were afraid, they feared for their lives, and their academic records. Others, those most loyal to The Leader, welcomed the news and prepared for battle.
The path to Troy would not be an easy one. The way is windy, cold, and dangerously close to the edge of a steep fall. The Leader knew that some of his soldiers would not be coming back from the attack, and they knew it too. For many, this was the first time they had even seen The Leader; his legend was second only to that of Troy himself. The Leader rode his trusted steed into battle, making him an even more menacing force.
And so they set out on the journey, two men, a wizard, an elf -- wait, wrong story. And so began the long march to Troy. The soldiers marched constantly, stopping only for small rests and a quick bites to eat. The path for them was harsher than for most; over half the soldiers perished on the way to Troy. Those that remained were weak and tired from the long journey, so a camp was set up just outside Troy where the men regathered their strength.
With the dawn of a new day came the time to attack. The men were roused early from their slumbers and armed for battle. The Leader, remaining behind, sent his troops in to assault Troy. They rose to the occasion, charging head long at the fortress which protected Troy. They faught with all their might, laying a constant bombardment to the fortifications.
It was not meant to be. The fortress was too strong, the soldiers were not prepared, and The Leader was a coward. The siege of Troy was a failure for The Leader, and after the battle his troops deserted him. Each headed off in his own direction, some back to the MC, others chosing to remain in the DC. The Leader was never seen again.
All the while, Troy remained safely protected by the walls that surrounded him. He knew that they would come, and when they did he was ready for them. His triumphant victory over the insolents succeeded in bringing more recognition to his name. The Legend of Finite Automoton Man shall live on forever, in the annals of civilization.