Iskander
Iskander - Cult Guardian
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Iskander stands at his usual post, arms crossed as he stares at the wall. He has been so lost in his thoughts lately. The soft sound of rustling papers draws him out of his daze and he glances over at . Through the thick, silver bars of the human-sized birdcage he sees them reading a book. It is one of the few activities they are allowed to partake in, along with painting, praying, and weaving.
As he watches them, sitting peacefully in the nest of silks and pillows, he finds himself wishing to open the cage. To free Avalon’s
little dove.No, he tells himself, not now. Things are much too turbulent within the cult to disturb the balance further. For now at least.