Once upon a time, there was an ancient race of mountain giants that lived on the Mountain, Ferret Hills. These giants had a game where they created their own weapons from sticks and stones and fought each other. One day, they let other tribes join in. The other tribes didn’t like creating their own weapons and instead used old weapons they found lying around. The other tribes spent most of their time arguing over how great their weapons were and they would enlist multiple trolls to help them win fights. The mountain giants got a lot of good laughs at the other tribes, but eventually went to a different part of the mountain to create original games. The other tribes went to their own part of the mountain as well and argued over feats that their weapons had done in the past. After a while the mountain began to crumble under the weight of so many giants. It crumbled apart altogether. The other tribes immediately rushed head first into another mountain and named it Ferret Hills. I’m almost certain that their trolls went too. They continued to play their game there and they were happy. Meanwhile the original giants created a council to create a brand new mountain, taking their time and really putting thought into it. They gave it a new name for it was truly a new thing. As they took their time to create the perfect new mountain, they could still hear the other tribes throwing rocks at each other and screaming about the feats of their previously owned weapons. It was funny. The end.