Harry Potter: The Last Exodus

The Guardians' Verdict

The day was still young when Isabell Star and Luna Lovegood set out on their journey. The early morning sun cast a golden hue over the landscape, and though the city of Starios was still under construction, the vast and untamed wilderness of the central continent stretched endlessly before them. Luna had her enchanted journal clutched in one hand, ready to document every part of their journey.

The task ahead was simple, yet profound: to find the six Guardians of Mirithis and ask for their guidance. The leaders had agreed to honor these beings with shrines, but before proceeding, they needed the Guardians' permission and advice on what offerings to give. Luna was eager, her eyes alight with curiosity. Isabell, calm and determined, led the way, using her intuition and the faint pull of magic to guide them to the Guardians.

The journey took them deep into the heart of the central continent, Eldoria, where the land was untouched by civilization, and the air was thick with magic. As they walked, Luna would occasionally stop to jot down notes, or draw a particularly interesting plant or creature in her journal, her wide-eyed wonder ever-present.

Meeting Angelo, the Serene Guardian

Their first stop led them to a tranquil grove. The trees here were ancient, their leaves shimmering with a soft silver glow, and a quiet peace seemed to radiate from the earth itself. As they approached the center of the grove, Angelo, the Serene Guardian, appeared.

Angelo was a majestic creature, its deer-like form illuminated by the soft glow of its antlers. Its calm, wise eyes regarded them as it stepped gracefully toward them.

Isabell took a breath and spoke with reverence. "We have come on behalf of the magical community of Mirithis. We wish to honor you and the other Guardians with shrines, but we wanted to ask for your permission and guidance."

Angelo dipped its head, acknowledging the respect in her voice. "You honor us with your intentions," Angelo said, its voice soft and melodic in their minds. "I accept your tribute."

Luna, ready with her quill, asked, "What offerings would you like to receive?"

Angelo thought for a moment before answering, "Mooncakes, cider, and fresh lavender wreaths. These are tokens of peace and harmony with nature."

Luna smiled warmly as she scribbled the offerings in her journal. "Thank you, Angelo," she said softly, her eyes sparkling.

Meeting Sunnighter, the Luminous Spectral Guardian

Their next stop took them to a high, rocky plateau where the sky seemed to stretch endlessly. Here, Sunnighter, the Luminous Spectral Guardian, appeared with a flash of light. Its ghostly form, part unicorn and part thestral, shimmered between transparency and radiant brightness.

Sunnighter's eyes glowed as it regarded the two women, its presence both calming and formidable.

"We seek your guidance, Sunnighter," Isabell began, repeating the question. "We want to build shrines for the Guardians, and we wish to know what offerings you would accept."

Sunnighter's voice was a mix of light and shadow, its dual nature evident even in the way it spoke. "Raw meat from animals will suffice, but I also crave something more primal. Offer me thunderstones, stones touched by lightning, and the light of captured fireflies. These offerings will reflect my nature."

Luna diligently noted these down, nodding as she listened. Sunnighter gave a brief, spectral bow before disappearing into the wind, leaving them alone on the plateau.