He takes a breath, and begins the first of his tales. "To understand us, you must first understand how we rose up to declare our sovereignty. Before the first hive crossed between stars, Pegasus was ruled by the Lanteans. They were the builders if the Stargates, the progenitors of life throughout our galaxy - although any Blade would, to a man, tell you that Queen Death was the one who sowed the seeds of life. The Lanteans supposedly created humans in their own image, for they were nearly identical to yourself. Yet they rested upon all their achievements and grew arrogant. They looked down upon those who worshipped them and their city, scornful of those who were not their kin.

"We crossed paths with them some eleven thousand years before the time I was brought here. The Lanteans could not abide us, hunters of their forgotten children, a people rapidly approaching technological advancements that rivaled their own. At first we were pursued, until the Lanteans grew so arrogant that they led their ships deeper and deeper into our territory. We Wraith trapped several of their ships and incorporated their designs into our own. The superior technology bought us time to grow our numbers, and in a thousand years we were ready to fight a true war.

"Ten thousand years ago, we crushed the Lanteans so thoroughly that they abandoned even Atlantis, which they sank beneath the oceans of Lantea. The war cost us several billion lives, but we destroyed those who sought our extinction. And so we have ruled until their children returned to Atlantis a few short years ago."