"Long ago there was a Goat. Treated poorly by his master, he rammed his cage door open and began a rampage against the cruel master. The other Goats joined him in ramming the masters of the village to death, and then they fled. Years later when the Goat and his herd had families, the cruel masters had regained force and arms and slaughtered most of the herd. A few managed to flee as small group, however they never had numbers to counter attack. For many years they lamented on the loss and in the end sacraficed themselves to uphold a curse. A curse which the now HOLY Goat will see done. By ways of magic they started, by divine right they brought together a brutal sort of man! A sort that won't be brutalised, won't be enslaved and see to it that every man knows, that the Goats do not bow before any other false God. Long live the Holy Goat!"