The swordsman kneeling on one knee on the rain-wet bridge at dawn, head bowed, greatsword planted before him in a solemn oath ritual
AI-generated dramatization art — not a historical depiction. (2026-09-26): the dawn renewal of the Guardian's Oath.

The Oath

The vow that keeps him at his post when every storm says go.

The swearing

Kaelen swore the Guardian’s Oath on the Night of Three Storms, standing mid-Span in weather that had already killed the torches. The garrison stood witness from the Gateward, which is to say they stood in the rain and watched a silhouette make promises to a storm. He renews it every dawn, kneeling at the cliff end of the bridge, in a voice too low for anyone but the Tempest to hear. The text below is the chronicles’ record — the only version he has ever confirmed as accurate.

The text

I am the bridge’s keeper and the storm’s student. I will hold the Span against all weather and all visitors, and I will hold it longest against myself. I will measure no one by their sword, their gold, or their name — only by the questions they can stand under. I will turn away the small and welcome the deep, and I will be wrong about which is which as rarely as I can manage. I will not leave the bridge. The bridge does not leave the gorge. Answer stays sheathed while words remain. This I swear to the Tempest, which heard me, and to the stone, which remembers.

What each line costs him

The renewal

Every dawn, kneeling, rain or not. The garrison sets its watches by it — when the Guardian rises from the oath, the night watch stands down. It is the most reliable clock in the Grey Reaches, and the only one that has never needed repair.

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