The Father is the Head of the House

But it takes a City to Raise a Generation

Where Ourboros gave them Soul, Form, and Intellect it was Anteprecendence would would dare them to defy their purpose. The Giants of the Plateau had huddled into families, and families into tribes and clans. Whilst covered only in their scant garments the harsh weather of the sun-baked, elevated flat would be overcome, like all things.

It was in two groups at first, that built structures to elevate their statures. Hovels by their standards, but great palaces by those of the lesser beings to come. Vast hewn stones produced shelter, and a foolish sense of permanence through the tribulations of time.

In the First, Vertex as it was called, sat upon the tallest ridge, of the highest undulation, proudly against the horizon. Huddled together, their granite castles would hold back the howling winds, and please their sense of the grandiose. An eternity to live would give these creatures the time to practice the arts, despite their lack of aptitude.

Over time walls would become engraved murals, vast collections of knowledge and calendar-pedigrees of overthrown tyrants. Much like the structure of their families, the Giant-City of Vertex was ruled by the Strongest, a Kraterocracy where the vanquished would find their families banished. Here and there, Prodigal Sons would return to find their families unwelcome - and endeavour to prove their worth against the surrogate King.

In the Second, Zenith the great lake would be harnessed. Zenith was a place of gathering strength. Welcoming to those fools fleeing their fates, bastards without a cause, and the tenacious firstborns looking for triumphant returns - the City was held on agreement. All here could look to unlock that strength of the world, or their own - to share and further. The Plateau-Sea would be drawn from it's rest - the fat child of an arrogant cycle - and channelled to power enormous waterwheels.

The edge of the Plateau was a near unassailable front, and Ascension of Zenith would act as a treacherous path, but path none the same. Those firstborn exiles would test their mettle in view of the whole city. For the aid they would receive, would be in accordance to the spirit they showed. The City may not be ruled by a Tyrant King, but it was little less Kraterocratic in it's Chauvinism.

Map of the Cities of Vertex and Zenith

[M: Command Species (Giants > Found City Vertex & Found City Zenith) - 11 Points]