[ellyenchanted]

Mark

[ghoul1gan]

Username + ID: ghoul1gan + 1129271
Kalon name: Brogan
What have they been tasked with protecting? (250 words max):

"Hm? Burglar's in the pantry? Not on my watch, no siree-" the ghastly kalon barked. "This here's the Pantry. I'm the Guardian of said Pantry. Usual fare is rats and bugs, pests 'n the like. I woulda noticed if there was a whole person breakin in."

"A- well okay, Mr. ..."

"Brogan! Guardsmen Brogan is me, and I live here, good chap. Got a cozy lil room in the corner!" the guard gestured to the aforementioned corner. It was open, a border drawn with fairy lights hanging from the ceiling.

"Okay- Mr. Brogan. I didn't mean anything by this line of questioning, it's just my jo-"

"Of course! Of course, boy-o. You're investigatin' everywhich avenue you can. Most pantries aren't guarded so efficiently, I know.The princess's dog tries to break in even. And if you've ever had to keep a warhound from his prey- phwew. If you have any more questions, stop by any time. Don't get many new visitors 'less there's new staff."

[beema]

Username + ID: beema + 1016286
Kalon name: Leander
What have they been tasked with protecting?:

Leander's Lament

Crumbled. That was the only word that could be used to describe the state of the once vibrant and bustling realm. Celestara, home of the goddess, had been left desolate for over a thousand years ever since the darkness attacked.

Once he had been a stone cold sentinel, the one who always stood by her side. He made an oath to keep her safe all those eons ago, a promise that almost seemed unbreakable.

Until everything fell apart.

When the first strikes began to ravage their home, he had been sent away, just as every other subject of hers had been. It was for their protection, but to him it was his greatest failure, a betrayal to his oath. He wasn’t there to protect her…. He hadn’t even been there to watch her fate.

His sole purpose had been cruelly whisked away.

He was left with a deep darkness in his heart, one that could not be filled. His mind, his senses; everything in his body was calling out for her, and yet…

He wouldn’t falter.

They warned him not to go back, saying he would rot in a forgotten land. But he could never leave her for long.

“I feel safest when you’re by my side. Please stay, I don’t like being alone...” Even in all the destruction, her gentle plea still rang through his head. So he would lay there, guarding her throne until the very end.

Because despite everything, deep in his heart… she would always remain.

[A distant memory]

[Toxic Wolf]

Markssss

[RadioactiveRenegade]

Marking for later 👀

[dolly]

Username + ID: dolly 741113
Kalon name: charon
What have they been tasked with protecting?: [250/250]

At the mouth of death, there is a long, winding river. It goes on far beyond what the eye can see, until it disappears into a misty horizon. There is one way across. A wooden dock guarded by a bored woman flipping a coin in the air again and again.

The air wooshes in front of the dock, revealing a small, lanky kalon leading a pack of souls. They look around wildly, whispering to each other in unabashed fear.

"More of 'em?" she asks, dryly. Teresa nods. She turns back to the group with a demand they pay up. One particular soul barks out a sharp denial. "Either that or I leave you here until you do," says Charon with a shrug. She's not bluffing. Kalons have been left in her purgatory for monotonous decades. The detractor scoffs. Levels a flurry of insults at her with a righteous huff. Charon rolls her eyes. "Listen, sir. Not the boss here. I just enforce his rules. Take it up with the big guy." She holds out a paw. "After you pay."

"You're not getting in or out. She runs a tight ship. I would suggest you all pay," Teresa says.

"You can go in an out," weakly counters a shaking woman.

"We're not dead," answers Charon. "We're employed. You, unfortunately, can't say the same anymore. Tough luck." She turns to begin untying her boat. "So, who's going somewhere interesting and who's sticking around in purgatory?"

In the end, the all pay up.

[SkrtSkrt]

Username + ID: SkrtSkrt + 749642
Kalon name:
What have they been tasked with protecting? (250 words max): [WIP] something something i miss my wife tails

[Griff]

(WIP as I will pretty this up later!)

Username + ID: Griff 254592
Kalon name: Oneiros
What have they been tasked with protecting? (250 words max):

She looked around herself, a wanderer lost is lands unknown. She was not, however, alone. She looked up to find a fantastical creature descending upon her, its many teeth glinting and eyes filled with hunger. She braced herself, expecting death. And yet, to her surprise, a valiant kalon donned in scales and blade came forth and protected her. She watched, blinking owlishly as the pair fought. It was a tough fight, brutal and desperate.

In the end, the monstrosity had fallen.

"T-thank you!" She said, still trying to process what she had seen.

"N-nnngh. No trouble. It is my solemn duty to protect the Dreamers." She looked thoughtful, considering.

"I am dreaming...?"

"Indeed. Few wander this far... it takes a strong spirit. Many terrible creatures try to prey on... on..." Their savior falters, before falling to the ground. She can see now that they are bleeding gold.

"You're hurt! What can I do to help? I don't know how to heal..."

"...I reckon it is time then. Always too soon. Dreamer...I do not ask this lightly but someone must protect the Dreamers. Please...will you..." She took their paw and nodded. In that moment, the entirety of her guardian flowed through her. Their magic, their strength, their memories and stories infused into her. She knew, now. They weren't the first. Nor the last. But she would take on their burden, and protect the Dreamers. (237)

[Eldritch Corvid]

This is sick 🙏😔 /pos

[PleaserOfCrowds]

Mark!