Vathis, the Shield Eternal
The Guardian of Order
The Unbreakable Guardian
Before the first blow of war was struck, before the heavens trembled beneath Chaos’ wrath, there was Vathis. Born from the unshakable will of Order, she was its steadfast defender, the first to bear arms in its name. When the tides of ruin surged forth, it was she who stood against them, her shield an unbreakable bulwark against destruction.
She is the great protector, the force that holds the line when all else falters. She is the shield before the weak, the unbending spine of Order, the unyielding hand that steadies the trembling. No force of Chaos, no wave of destruction has ever moved her, and none ever shall.
The Bastion Against Chaos
When the Eternal War raged, when the heavens cracked and the very fabric of reality was threatened, it was Vathis who took the field as Order’s first and greatest warrior. Clad in silvered armor, her form was immovable, her will absolute. Where others faltered, she endured; where others fell, she remained.
It was she who held the Gates of Creation when Chaos sought to unmake them, she who led the celestial hosts in the War of the Shattered Sky. When the battle turned dire, when even the gods despaired, Vathis alone stood firm, buying time for her kin to strike back against the unrelenting foe.
The Sigil of Vathis
Vathis’ symbol is a great shield emblazoned with an unbroken circle, the mark of eternal vigilance. It is found upon the banners of fortresses, upon the breastplates of knights, upon the doorways of temples where the innocent seek shelter. To bear her sigil is to take an oath—to never yield, to never abandon those in need, to be the last to break when all others have fallen.
Her followers whisper that when the darkest nights fall and the enemy is at the gates, one need only invoke her name, and the spirit of the Shield Eternal shall stand beside them, unyielding and eternal.
The Worship of Vathis
Temples to Vathis are not places of quiet prayer, but citadels of defense, fortresses where warriors train, where walls are reinforced, where those who seek sanctuary may find it. Her priests are not idle scholars, but defenders, watchmen, and strategists, those who swear to uphold the sacred duty of protection.
Her champions, the Sentinels of the Shield, are clad in the heaviest of armor, their blades secondary to the mighty shields they bear. They do not seek glory in war nor conquest in battle. They fight only to defend, to protect, to hold the line when none other can. To take up the cause of Vathis is to swear never to turn one’s back to an enemy, never to flee while others still stand, never to falter in the face of ruin.
The Vigil Never Ends
When the Eternal War was lost, and Order was broken, Vathis did not fall. Instead, she became the guardian of what remained, standing at the threshold of the shattered realms, her shield the final barrier between existence and unmaking. Some say she slumbers now, waiting for the day when she will be called once more. Others claim she still stands at the Gates of the Firmament, barring Chaos from consuming what is left of the world.
But one truth is undeniable—wherever there is one who stands against destruction, wherever there is one who shields the helpless, wherever there is one who refuses to break, there is Vathis. And she will endure.
A warrior fights for glory, a soldier fights for victory, but I fight so that others may live. No greater purpose exists. No greater cause remains.
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