In the heart of the fertile lands of the Nile, amidst the splendid grandeur of the pyramids and the watchful eyes of gods, we, the Hyksos, arrived as whispers of the wind and became the roar of the tempest. Known as the "rulers of foreign lands," we hail from the East, yet our origins are diverse. We embraced the horse and chariot, mastered the bow, and brought forth the sword, offering Egypt a pageant of progress and prowess. We are the Hyksos, the chosen of Baal, the people who sculpted their destiny on the anvil of time with our resilience and adaptability.

As the Fifteenth Dynasty of Egypt, our rule heralded the Second Intermediate Period, a time often cast under shadow, yet vibrant with change and exchange. We made Avaris our stronghold, transforming it into a beacon of our unique hybrid culture, where the splendors of Asiatic and Egyptian civilizations intertwine. Our kings, sovereigns of the North, adopted Egyptian customs, donned the Double Crown, and wielded the crook and flail with majesty, yet never forgot the essence of our ancestral East. Under our rule, Egypt remained prosperous, her granaries full, and her people secure. We are the Hyksos, the rulers of foreign lands, yet home, we found in the heart of the Nile where we demonstrated the art of co-existence and cultural fusion.

Or so we would have you believe.