High upon a cliff stood the majestic Kyr Keep
Ever watchful over the shores of a sandy beach
A beacon in the night for all to see...
Protecting those in need
In the halls of the Keep hailed the Guardians
Protectors of the land
Everyone looked up to the towering Keep....
Standing ever watchful of the land
The Guardians, lives devoted to the realm
They spread their lives too thin
Couldn't aid the entire realm with numbers so small
"Come join us" they cried to the worthy people of
Caspia
"Come join us in the fight to protect!"
The worthy flocked to join, and join they did
The Guadians' numbers grew
But worthy some were not
The blackness of doubt and hate grew
Mistrust filled the ranks
The Keep still stood tall on that cliff..
The Guardians couldn't protect the realm from evil
Too busy with the evil inside the Keep to notice
The Guardians, what they stood for, became a hallow
   promise
"What do we stand for? Why do we fight" those
questions
  whispered in the night
The answers didn't come easily
After many moons of debating, and threats of being
   disbanded
This is what they said:
"We will protect the inexperienced of the land.  Stand
   with all that may need aid."
The Immortals of the land stepped in..
"This is not enough.  Must define what and who you
are"
The Guardians looked to a small city..
The Guardians set out for definition.

After much talk with the Immortals of the land..
The Guardians redefined.
"We will always protect the adventurers of the land.
It's something that's in our blood.  We will, however,
devote our time, hearts and lives to a small city
named
  Edelmoed."
The Gods had it out for the Guardians that day..
"No you may not ally with Edelmoed." said Tazra, Mayor
of Edelmoed
"There are Guardians who are banned from the city.
I will not grant it.  No way, no how."
With heavy hearts and heavy souls, the Guardians
watched as their Legend walked away.
A friend he was, brother and mentor.
Many Guardians followed him.
'Twas a sad day
Tazra then granted the alliance.

These brave Guardians, had weathered many hardships
Still more would follow
The Guardians then had to defend their Keep
Raiding goblins came in and stole all the records.
Guardians became lost as records were destroyed
A mage from the Order of the Darkflame stepped in
He took control of the guild as the chaos ensued
The Keep fell, crumbled into the ocean
The Guardians no longer had a home.
This mage, Hesiod he is called
Picked up the pieces of the shattered guild
"Rebuild in our fair city!" cried Tazra of Edelmoed
"..on the shores of our lake.  I would be honoured to
   have you protect us and our land!"
Hesiod rebuilt the guild from the ashes
And like the Phoenix, it rose anew
Hesiod of the Order of the Darkflame
Created the Guardians once again
"Peace Honour Courage, this is what you live by.
Conduct your life by those words"
 

Tower Giascioch, the Guardian's new home
Stands tall over a shore once again
The tower, tall and proud on the shore of the Lake of
Tears
In the tower the Guardians hail
Ever watchful of Edelmoed
The cry "Peace Honour Courage"
.. rings through the land