You have reached the Stronghold of the Guardian.
He does not welcome strangers here.
If you have a sign with you from a Redeemer, he may let you live. If he is not already past the limits of patience.
This is the Centre of All Things. Here is where souls are born, and where they are destroyed utterly.
Here, the Keepers continually note the passage of time, the ebb of space, the flow of the White River.
They do not particularly appreciate intruders. Not after all that they have been through.
Pray, very hard, that the Guardian is not hungry right now. |
