Well the Oil Baron was brother to the Penguin King, but jealous that a random coincidence of birthdate kept him from the glorious crown. He was always covetous of his brother, who from a young age sat beside his father at councils while Oil Baron could only watch from afar, always second best.

Penguin King loved and trusted his brother, though, who hid his discontent well and always aimed to appease. When their father, blessed be his name, passed, the Penguin King took Oil Baron as his right hand man, bestowing upon him vast swathes of land and riches, whatever his heart desired. But his heart was black and he could never rest while the kingdom lay in another's grasp.

With time, money and insidious lies he surrounded his brother with own men. Everyone Penguin King trusted was eventually in Oil Barons pocket, save for one, Northern Wind, ever steadfast and reliable. Northern Wind cherished and cared for Penguin King since birth, and recognized the malice that lurked in Oil Barons soul. That of greed, lies corruption and DECAY.

Northern Wind, ever wary, caught wind of a fell plot afoot, and smuggled Penguin King out of the castle the very night the Oil Baron instructed his men to strike. Oil Baron was furious when he found out his brother had escaped with that godforsaken Wind lord, and his wroth was great to behold. His black rage killed many of Penguin Kings friends, and anywhere he turned his hand to in search of them turned to tar and Black Death.

Over time the descendants of Penguin King have propagated and taught themselves the power of sheer mental combat, forever sheltered by their close kindred, the Northern Wind, loyal and steadfast. They prepare for the ultimate conflict. The minions of Oil are constantly on the lookout for Penguin blood, and will not stop until they wipe the planet of them, or perish in a greed fueled black hole.

Which will it be, consumer?