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'We ward the world' | |||
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The threat of invasion from the demonic plane ended with the death of the Gods, and the Wardens now | |||
turn to deal with new threats coming from all corners. Undead drift across our lands under the | |||
command of their Lich, the Horde's cities are a festering blot on a once verdant field, and more and | |||
more feral creatures prowl just off the beaten path, their jaws slavering for a morsel of a hapless | |||
mortal. We Wardens track the foul, and the dark. | |||
Founded long ago by Harker Sunjackal under the tutelage of the Wendigo, the Wardens and their Black | |||
Keep call the frozen forest of Ithaqua home. Harker was called upon by the savage spirit of Ithaqua | |||
Forest to stop the demons running rampant in the wilds of the world, and Harker answered - armed | |||
with an ancient weapon - and sealed the rifts, ending the demonic incursion that day. Magick is | |||
taboo to us, many of us have memories and lives long enough to remember the magicks of others being | |||
twisted by the nature of the Black Pines and scorch our homes and destroy the forest, instead we | |||
rely on the land, our skills and each other. | |||
We are gripped with an unquenchable wanderlust, trekking far across the world to parts unknown and | |||
this suits our purposes well, taking our fight directly to our enemy in their own domain. We accept | |||
all who come to us seeking to add their might to ours, and grow the forces of the Wardens to the | |||
point where no mortal need to quake in fear at the next threat that comes out of the darkness. If | |||
you be of stout heart and strong arm come gather around our fires. | |||
We are the knights of the road. We are the vagabond kings. Where falls a leaf | |||
there falls our footstep. Where is cast a shadow, there we have rested in the | |||
shade. | |||
A Warden is a wanderer, a wayfarer. He is an explorer, a sojourner. Fiercely | |||
proud and loyal to his brothers, he is a member of a fraternal order of | |||
trackers and rangers. Sunken into the northern reaches of the Ithaqua, the | |||
Black Keep houses the scholarship and warrior's skills of the Warden. There | |||
they train in the frozen pines, practicing with glaive and bow, with wood and | |||
tinder, to hone the art of the woodsman. | |||
Magick is forbidden to them, they rely on themselves and on the land, and on | |||
each other. The Ithaqua forest has raised them, and they have seen the fires | |||
of the land scourge their home, set free from magick's mercurial and | |||
unpredictable nature. | |||
The Wardens were founded in modern history by Harker, learning the once | |||
forgotten skills from the Wendigo, spirit of the Ithaqua. The Wendigo called | |||
for aid to the wood, when rifts in the world were freeing demons into the | |||
wilds. The Wardens, once a strong force against such beasts, were needed and | |||
had been lost. Harker heard the call and answered, and bore an ancient weapon | |||
to seal the hellish rifts. Having done so, he was charged with the formation of | |||
the Wardens. | |||
That is what we ward. The world itself. | |||
The Wardens were founded on the 25th day of Halitus, in the year 434 AD. | |||
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