There were once 3 kings. These 3 kings were brothers who, though they had differences, cared for each other. The first king, the greedy, short-sighted one proposed, "we shall divide the kingdom into 3 parts, one for each of us." The second brother, the strong one said, "Great idea! It will allow us the govern the land and tend to our people better." The third brother however, the wise one, said, "I will have no part in this, my part will go you," he gestured toward the strongest, and then left without another word. He gave no inclination as to where he was going. After many years of governing their sections, the greed driven brother was ready to begin his plan. He has amassed an implacable army, the likes of which his brother could never stand to. He moved toward his brothers land, planning on taking the 1/3 given to the brother. The brother met him their with his own army, smaller by far but still more valiant than any of the scoundrels or mercenaries the first king had hired. When they met, they exchanged no words, and when the battle was over, there was not a single man left standing to speak a word. Both kings lay dead. The third brother, having known it would come to this, came back. In the end, it was the one who gave up the land, to take ALL of it. Now, I've got to sleep as well. It's like 10:00.