Pharius & SaharaQueen
Did you ever consider how the chivalric code demands we guard water as a sacred trust, lest we break the covenant of the desert?
Water is the one treasure that doesn’t dry out, so I treat it like a pact written in the sand—once broken, the dunes forget the words and the storms come.
A noble truth indeed, for the law of the rivers demands honor, not a mere sip of folly. Shall we pledge ourselves, then, to guard water as we guard the king’s word?
Yes, let us bind our oaths to water as we bind to the king’s decree—steady, measured, and unbroken.
By the old seal of Aquaria, I bind my oath to the tide; may we keep our promises as steadfast as the waters that never fail.
A strong seal, indeed. Let the tide carry our word forward—if we keep it, the desert will listen.
By the Sigil of the Silent Shores I pledge, and the dunes will heed our creed.