Wandering the seas on the way back from the Trojan War, a group of heroes find themselves on the island of Epeiros. The tiny kingdom is prosperous, happy - and a haven for hundreds or thousands of cats. It is said that if the cats were ever to leave the town of Epeiros, it would signal doom for the kingdom. But with what fate could the capricious gods possibly threaten such a place? What secrets do the unblinking eyes of the cats conceal? And, most important, what glory would accrue to the hero who could save Epeiros from its mysterious prophecy?

Agon is a game of Greek myth, in which you cooperate with your fellow heroes to succeed in a quest, while competing with them to determine who will take their place among the stars, and whose grave will be forgotten along with their deeds.

Wandering the seas on the way back from the Trojan War, a group of heroes find themselves on the island of Epeiros. The tiny kingdom is prosperous, happy – and a haven for hundreds or thousands of cats. It is said that if the cats were ever to leave the town of Epeiros, it would signal doom for the kingdom. But with what fate could the capricious gods possibly threaten such a place? What secrets do the unblinking eyes of the cats conceal? And, most important, what glory would accrue to the hero who could save Epeiros from its mysterious prophecy?

Agon is a game of Greek myth, in which you cooperate with your fellow heroes to succeed in a quest, while competing with them to determine who will take their place among the stars, and whose grave will be forgotten along with their deeds.

Mighty Ares’ fury knows no bounds. The hot blooded god of war paid his respects to Hippolyte, queen of the warrior Amazons, by giving her a splendid girdle. But brutal Heracles, wanting Ares’ gift for fair Admete, murdered Hippolyte and stole the girdle. The god will not stand for this insult. And so he requires you to abandon your journey back from the Trojan War to your peaceful homes in Greece, and avenge his favourite.

And why not? Peaceful homes are all very well, but your interest is glory – the glory of greatness in battle, in word, and in spirit – glory that will echo down the ages in poem and song. That is why you sweat and bleed. But only one of you can go down in legend as the avenger of Hippolyte. Who among you will be immortalised with their own star in the heavens? And whose grave will be forgotten along with their deeds? Enter the agon, and prove the glory of your name.

On your travels back from the Trojan War to your homes in Greece, you have seen many troubled lands, but the city of Nisyros must have given the gravest offence of all to the gods. The women of the city have been driven to madness and have fled into the mountains and forests. The king of Nisyros has appealed to you to save them, but thwarting the fury of a god is easier said than done!

Of course, the quarrels of gods and kings are ten to an obol. Your interest is glory – the glory of greatness in battle, in word, and in spirit – glory that will echo down the ages in poem and song. That is why you sweat and bleed. But only one of you can go down in legend as the saviour of Nisyros. Who among you will be immortalised with their own star in the heavens? And whose grave will be forgotten along with their deeds? Enter the agon, and prove the glory of your name.

Poseidon, the Earth-Shaker, is angry. Your return from the Trojan War to your homes in Greece has never been smooth, but rarely on your journey have you seen such storms as this. The fair Ismene, daughter of Poseidon’s servant King Alector, has been abducted by dark winged Celaeno, the harpy. Adding insult to injury, Celaeno has transformed Ismene into a foul harpy herself. The Earth-Shaker’s fury knows no bounds, and he commands you to free Ismene and bring her home, restored to her former beauty.

And when the gods command, you obey. Oh, the gods are vain and petty, and mortals are no more than pawns in their games. But their capricious whims are not your concern. Your strong arm and sharp blade will serve when they call – but your reward is glory. The glory of greatness in battle, in word, in spirit – glory that will echo down the ages in poem and song. That is why you sweat and bleed for the mighty gods.

But only one of you can go down in legend as the victor over the harpies. Who among you will be immortalised with their own star in the heavens? And whose grave will be forgotten along with their deeds? Enter the agon, and prove the glory of your name.