Who are we?
We are the guardians who are not afraid to get their hands dirty, to do whatever it takes to see the greater good done... Whatever that means. We take the risks that others are unwilling or unable to take. We live to serve and protect, no matter the cost to ourselves.
Though based within The Twelveswood, we will not hesitate to answer the call for aid no matter where it comes from. We are determined. We are protectors. We are The Bastion.
Where are we?
Deep in the heart of the shroud, there is a place of peace, beauty, and balance. A colossal tree grows out of an island that came from when the land tore apart during calamity. The deep rocky ravines expose large roots and sheer endless cliff faces. All of which serves as a natural form of defense for the place.
As one draws closer, it soon becomes apparent that this isn't just some tree. But a well-fortified, and well-hidden grand hall. Crafted around the trunk and branches in ways so as to not cause harm to the tree itself. The structure wraps itself up and around in the boughs of this magnificent tree nestled in its branches. The architecture is carved in such a manner that it looks to be a part of the great tree itself. The only things that seem to give away the building's existence are the lights that twinkle out from various windows.
Out from the island is a lone solitary stone bridge that serves as the only way to access the island, as well as a choke point for easy defense. It is home. It is a sanctuary. It is The Bastion.