A Change In The Horizon || The Lost One AU

23. A Change in the Horizon

Watchers

Description: A group of solitary creatures with three sets of white, feathery wings to fly with, and three sets of wings for ears. Their faces are covered with eyes, though they cover them with a mask. They are mostly known for overseeing updates and overall ensuring the universe is running as intended. They hold themselves to perfection and celibacy. Any rebelliousness is met with strict punishment. They are artificially created with magic from their leaders, therefore connecting them all.  They have their own kind of Language, known as signage. It utilizes one hand to speak, allowing them to communicate without sound.

Colors: lavender (main),  white (sub)

Lifespan: Although Watchers do not naturally die, their average lifespan is 10,000 years, making their years 100:1 to humans. 

Location: They all live in a dimension called the Downside Up, which is empty with exception to random floating rocks scattered about. The area is surrounded in a purple haze, although it is always day. They reside in a temple with a holy place called the Sanctum of Seers.

Leader: The Great Watchers, also known as the Great Ones, Great Lady and Great Lord respectively. Though they present as two separate entities, male and female, they are actually one creature. With exception to leaders of the higher species, anyone who gazes at their face will die instantly. They reside within the Sanctum.

Hybrids: Do not actually exist. Folklore states that they are called angels, only having one pair of wings on their back and maybe one for their ears. They only have 2 eyes detached from their body and can only see with them in the world they are currently in. Their lifespan is 1,000 years, or 10:1. 

(Did you like this little infocard thing? I can make these for all the higher species if you do.)

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The three of them began to travel around the village. Miesall, of course, refused to say anything out loud verbally. Xelqua found himself staying quiet as well, even as Allec brought them to places Elisha had already shown them time and time again. The day dragged on, Xel feeling the tension between the two others.

He hadn't realized until that moment, at least not as blatantly until that moment: despite being a Watcher himself, his human past still bled through. Of course he was bound to the Watchers, but not as much as Miesall, and as a result, he didn't hate Allec as much as him. Maybe not even at all, dare he say. He was just a bit rude was all.

Finally, the group arrived at the Polyphonia. Allec once again began rattling off all about it, similarly to how Elisha had done, but with more wisdom behind his words. His voice carried them all the way to the top of the tower. "Here, you go first." He offered, pushing Miesall's shoulder to shove him in. The Watcher let out a surprised yelp before he whirled around, about to revolt when Allec shut the door in his face. He quickly leaned against the door, preventing the Watcher from immediately breaking down the door, though he very much tried to.

"Hey!" Xelqua cried in alarm, watching as Miesall flew as fast at the door as he could in vain. "Let him go!"

The Listener merely shook his head. "I just want to talk." He assured, happier than ever to be wearing a mask. The natural Watcher was certainly watching them, and with it there was no way for him to know what he was saying.

"You don't have to lock him up to do that!!" Xel exclaimed, trying to pry him off the door in order to free his friend. His size betrayed him, however, and the much taller male merely took him by his shoulders, holding him in place.