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Lugh went to Nuada, of the Silver Arm

At the Great Feast of Temhair,Celestial fires burn bright

I am Lugh son of Cian and Ethlinn

What are you skilled in Master of all arts?

I am champion,carpenter,harper and smith

I am magician ,poet and cupbearer,

Nuada challenged him to a game of chess

And ever game played Lugh won

None like him have entered here,His face as bright as the sun

Lugh took the throne for thirteen days ,and not a day more.

To fight against the fomor!!

Lugh went to Grellach Dollaid

with the Dagda ,Nuada and Ogma

To make plans and wage war on the fomor

The place was called"The Whisper of the Men of Dea"

The council broke for three long years

Lugh traveled to the Sons of Manannan

To Prepare for War!

Nuada held a great assembly

At the hill of Uisneach

The Warriors gathering grasping

their spears and shields

And over the hills came a brightnes

Like that of the setting sun to the west

Lugh and the Riders of the Sidhe

Galloping over the plains

On Manannans Horse Aonbharr

Swift as the wind,and strong as the sea

In the distance messangers

Nine times nine of the fomor come forth

Looking for tax's and fines

From the men of ireland

Four of the most foul fomori

Eine,Eathfaigh Coron and Compar

Bringers of Dread

A rage came onto Lugh

As he grabbed the Answerer

And watched as the

De Danann rose for the fomor

A fire in his eyes

That could not be quenched

Anger rose in him

He brought a fight to them

 and the ildanach said!

"Why do you rise up before that surly,

 slovenly troop, when you did not rise up before us?"