The Thornwatch

Power is raw until it is nurtured. Then, it is changed. This change is the essence of what the Thornwatch has sworn to protect. What is power, if it is not the fetterless majesty of the wyrd? The answers may be varied and many, but they are wrong, and the defenders of the southern wood know this truth well. Governed by the belief that this innate power can only grow when its weakest limbs are removed, the Thornwatch follow a two-fold path: those who will destroy weakness from within, reaping away the dead to make room for new growth, and those who will spend their lives -- and their eternities thereafter -- tending to the ebb and flow of the wyrd's potential, within the Glomdoring and without.

While the Auguries are the priests whose fruits blossom on the rotting vines of the Glomdoring and the Swarm commands the ravaging conquest of the wyrd's reach into the Basin of Life, the Thornwatch remains a stalwart sentinel, embodying the centre of the Heart of Darkness. Those who find themselves taking up a sickle and reaping away the useless stalks of the wyrden garden so that new growth can rise will make their way to this guild, knowing that the seeds of strength must first have proper soil in which to take root. So, too, must the history be preserved so that the future can be realised, and the Thornwatch knows to place an eye on both ends of this spectrum.

Wardens, historians, leaders, and all manner of diligent reapers will find a path to tread within the Thornwatch, and through their efforts, the power of the wyrd will be free.