Chapter 1
The Guardians of the Citadel
I am Celeborn, son of Sadoc. I am part of the Guards of the Citadel. What are they? Well, I have some free time, I'll tell you a story.
My name is Celeborn Sunchaser. I am an echidna of the Citadel of the Master Emerald. What's that? I'm not going to be able to tell this story if you ask questions. But I tell you some background information.
I am a red echidna, which was a bit unusual because most of the echidnas of the city were a purple shade, maybe a reddish violet. The princess, Tikal, was orange, which was also unusual. I, however, was not royalty, but I was of the upper class. I was a Guard of the Citadel, as I have told you. The Citadel of the Master Emerald, of course. Although, the citadel was more of a shrine, than a citadel, really. The citadel was a rounded pyramid configuration with stairs on one side. At the top, the cap of the pyramid was chopped off, to make a platform about 10 feet in diameter. There, in the center of the platform, was the Master Emerald, supported by a stone pedestal. There were seven columns surrounding the Master Emerald's shrine. Each topped with a Chaos Emerald. The columns sat in a pool of water. This was no ordinary water, though. When it rained, the water in the pool didn't mix with the water falling from the clouds. The rain sat atop the pool's water, and the pool's water never evaporated, it sat there, never getting dirty. Always a crystal color, with a bluish tint to it.
I was a guard, never thought to really fight to protect the Master Emerald from anything; people usually just left it alone. They sometimes stopped to gaze at it, or say a prayer in front of it, but other than that, we were useless.
No, I cannot believe I just said that. Useless? No, not at all. The Guardians of the Citadel were the elite warriors of the city. No one could match their fighting skills. But they were never used in war, if they were, this city would become a vast empire very fast. No, the Guardians were never used in war, because they were holy guards.
The Master Emerald was the holiest thing in the city, if not the world. We were protectors, not fighters, not warriors. Even if we were to go fight, who would protect the Master Emerald? Not anyone can do it, it is only direct blood relatives. My father, Sadoc, was a Guardian, and so am I.
Despite what you may think, Guardians don't just guard, they are also keepers of the peace. When there is a matter of utmost importance, then the Guardians investigate it. They are doing their duty to the Master Emerald, for they have devoted their lives to it. That is what we are here to do. To hold the divine beliefs of the Master Emerald to future generations and to protect it from any harm. It was our right and duty, or way of giving back to the gods for giving us such a beautiful city to live in.
The Guardians of the Citadel
I am Celeborn, son of Sadoc. I am part of the Guards of the Citadel. What are they? Well, I have some free time, I'll tell you a story.
My name is Celeborn Sunchaser. I am an echidna of the Citadel of the Master Emerald. What's that? I'm not going to be able to tell this story if you ask questions. But I tell you some background information.
I am a red echidna, which was a bit unusual because most of the echidnas of the city were a purple shade, maybe a reddish violet. The princess, Tikal, was orange, which was also unusual. I, however, was not royalty, but I was of the upper class. I was a Guard of the Citadel, as I have told you. The Citadel of the Master Emerald, of course. Although, the citadel was more of a shrine, than a citadel, really. The citadel was a rounded pyramid configuration with stairs on one side. At the top, the cap of the pyramid was chopped off, to make a platform about 10 feet in diameter. There, in the center of the platform, was the Master Emerald, supported by a stone pedestal. There were seven columns surrounding the Master Emerald's shrine. Each topped with a Chaos Emerald. The columns sat in a pool of water. This was no ordinary water, though. When it rained, the water in the pool didn't mix with the water falling from the clouds. The rain sat atop the pool's water, and the pool's water never evaporated, it sat there, never getting dirty. Always a crystal color, with a bluish tint to it.
I was a guard, never thought to really fight to protect the Master Emerald from anything; people usually just left it alone. They sometimes stopped to gaze at it, or say a prayer in front of it, but other than that, we were useless.
No, I cannot believe I just said that. Useless? No, not at all. The Guardians of the Citadel were the elite warriors of the city. No one could match their fighting skills. But they were never used in war, if they were, this city would become a vast empire very fast. No, the Guardians were never used in war, because they were holy guards.
The Master Emerald was the holiest thing in the city, if not the world. We were protectors, not fighters, not warriors. Even if we were to go fight, who would protect the Master Emerald? Not anyone can do it, it is only direct blood relatives. My father, Sadoc, was a Guardian, and so am I.
Despite what you may think, Guardians don't just guard, they are also keepers of the peace. When there is a matter of utmost importance, then the Guardians investigate it. They are doing their duty to the Master Emerald, for they have devoted their lives to it. That is what we are here to do. To hold the divine beliefs of the Master Emerald to future generations and to protect it from any harm. It was our right and duty, or way of giving back to the gods for giving us such a beautiful city to live in.