To the Seekers/Followers Of The Hidden Eye.

One day, all Governments and Kingdoms will grow corrupt, when given enough time. No matter how sturdy a Duchy is, it will eventually fall to ashes, along the wayside. Famine will come and War will strike. In time juries and justice will get it wrong. Those, whom you would die for, are sure to fail you.

Sometimes, to get to the truth, requires more digging then some are capable of giving. Then who will you turn to? Who will you call, in your time of dire need? Who will you truly be able to trust? In that hour, when family and friends are no longer by your side.

We seek the truth. We seek the lies. We see the fall of all things. We see the rise of all things. We are always watching.

Our followers come from across all of Elyria. You do not know us, but we will know you. We will have your secrets hidden in our books, your lies, will become ours to tell. Tread lightly, We are always watching.

Blacksmith, scribe, king, Do not think yourselves above our scrutiny.

Our network is everywhere, unseen and unheard. You know our names and you know us by face, but we? We know much more about you. We know who are and who you're not.

We are many, we are few. Our sisters and brothers live in every kingdom, in every settlement, in every town. We rest in Inn’s, where rumors and boosts are spilled as often as a drunkard spills wine down his fronts. We are in your councils, in your homes. We are beside you, ever seeing, as you avoid your taxes and deny the truth the light of day. We are always watching.

We are in the service of those looking for the truth and for those, who do not see the vipers curling their way around them.

For those who wish to join us, I have but one question. Who do you serve?