"Another time I was fighting alongside Jason," Tychon took a draught from his wine cup, "a different temple of Zeus, but the servents of Hades were of the same temple..." Polykratos groaned, Leandros looked around, as if trying to find something else to do. "Guys, seriously, these are true stories." The archer complained. "But how?" Leandros groaned, "we are well beyond the golden age of heroes. it must have be hundreds of years ago?" "Oh, but this story explains why?" the archer laughed. Dave, David and I met up for another Mortal Gods Mythic game. David was trying out the forces of Zeus, fielding a different force to Mark's (hlMark was meant to play, but he had a doctor's note this week). He was using Centaurs, a mixture of Saytrs, both shooty and fighty, a minotaur and Dionysius, a Satyr general, along with the oh-so-lethal priest. The back of my forces. Unchanged from the last game(s): Three hoplite stands, t'...