- Dear children,
Our ancestors had the ability to harness magic from anything and everything, as time passed we
learned to advance our magic. Which meant that our children ( you guys ) were achieving
things we could only dream of. Now whilst some of our ancestors grew stronger, our magic
grew rarer. Some of our children were born without magic, they became jealous and corrupt.
Angry, they separated themselves from society and become devoted to ridding the world of
magic. If they couldn't use it, no one could. They recruited sorcerers who were consumed by
their magic and assassins to hunt the rest of us down.
As if sensing the growing threat, our powers grew stronger and stronger, aiding us in the battle
for survival. But most of our coven went into hiding - it didn't help them. In a moment of
pure anguish, sorrow and heartbreak the grand mage Azalore, cast a spell so powerful that
it twisted the fabric of time and fate. Her spell created a new form of magic that came in
the form of Guardians. These are people born stronger, faster and superior to humans. They
were created to protect the few of us left. You see a Guardian is bound to a single sorcerer,
they are unwaveringly loyal and are determined to protect their sorcerer from the assassins.
They can hear the thoughts of their bonded, they can track them down within an instant and
can communicate telepathically with their bonded. A guardian can sense their sorcerers' pain,
happiness and when the sorcerers' magic is consuming them - rotting them to the core.
We all have our Guardians, some of us have meet them, some of us haven't yet. If you are
reading this letter it meansthat the assassins are coming for you, you are no longer safe.
Your Guardian is on the way, don't fret! But you and others need to keep each other safe in
the meantime.
Love you all,
Madam Valentine
