Subservient, knowledgeable, and enduring. Those were supposed to be the characteristics of the guardians who were made and entrusted with safeguarding the secrets of their creators.
And it had been that way since they started existing. But then one day, the head guardian, Thyrran, encountered an unexpected and unusual request.
It was a request so uncharacteristic that it had been handed over with almost no instructions, yet came with an overwhelming number of restrictions.
So many restrictions that when the request, which they thought would never see the light of day, finally came knocking, the guardians were left with no explanatory words to use.
Unable to answer related questions, unable to broach the issue, and completely unable to discuss anything with those not under the same encompassing seal, they could only really stare.
"If the seal that waits for its destined hour must shatter before its time, then decide whether it could."
