At Tara, the doorkeeper opened only to one master of each art. Lug knocked: smith. "We have one." Harper. Warrior. Poet. Healer. "We have them all." Then Lug asked: "Have you one man who holds them all?" The door opened. Soon it was to him they gave the battle.
In Tuatha, Lug has kept that gift. He knows every craft and gives each agent its own: one designs, one writes, a third checks. Many hands, one master.
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