With all that is happening in the outside world, the kingdom stays still. The daily lives unbothered by war and famine. Those who are trying to flaunt their wealth, taken down by the Prince of Thieves. The record book kept up to date by the Star Gazer. There isn't any strife for the people, well, creatu that dwell in the kingdom. Their problems solved stout violence or bloodshed. The food is plenty and the housing is warm. There is no shortage of anything. The creatu do not know what others go through to be sure there is no problems and no strife for the innocent. Keepers roam about, keeping tabs on everything and anything. They do not seem mighty and powerful, but they are. Their own wounds helping to heal those who are injured by accidents. Their struggles help to make sure all creatu are comfortable. The Keepers gather food and make sure the kingdom is running smoothly. One mistake and they feel as though they are letting down hundreds, even if they aren't. They are protectors and saviors. They help the wounded and feed the hungry. They serve the creatu of the kingdom, not the humans. They reach for the heavens and drag themselves through hell so they can protect. Their orders falling on the shoulders of two. One a fish. The other, a dragon with a heart of steel.
