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The Eye Lords had always been mysterious creatures: tall, lanky and grim. Many feared them, and many more speculated on whether they had their own agenda.

The truth is, they were solemn beings, and were incredibly respectful of hierarchies and tradition. Their promise to serve their king was one they took very seriously, and they found no use in feeling joyful or entertained. For they were efficient in nature, and their only interest was upholding the king's power. They were far from ambitious, since their only goal was an existence of commanding those below them and serving those above. This is why they were the fittest to be a part of the king's council, advising him on the kingdom's matters with a cold head and profound wisdom.

It was when the king began his plans to expand the kingdom, that one of the Eye Lords first understood the appeal of passionate emotions. He had been appointed to lead one of the first armies to venture out into the wild and, during their first battle, his blood pumped in a way it never had before. The thrill of the stabs and blows, and the chaos around him was dazing; he suddenly understood the Watchers he commanded.

He kept this discovery a secret, for the other lords would not stand for one of their own to succumb to the banality of emotion, and he feared should he reveal these thoughts, he would lose the king's favor. However, the battle had passed, and he feared he would never satisfy his newly found desires again.

He tried to be involved in every raid from then on, to become one of the most vicious warriors there ever were, but the king, sensing something strange, refused him this privilege, assigning him to the council, which to the Eye Lord felt was more like being sentenced.

His mind was flooded, day and night, by the thrill of battle, the images of the blood flying everywhere, and soon enough, he wondered about other earthly pleasures. After the banquets the royals held, during which the Eye Lords never indulged but sat silently, he would stay behind and ravenously eat the leftovers of the delicious meals. He would read of battles long past in his spare time, and so, he had fallen prey to trivial pleasures that a lord should never indulge in.

The other Eye Lords began to notice some strange behaviors from him and grew suspicious. Something they did not know, however, was that this lord was turning into something else, something new. The lords had knowledge and temperance, but should they break their sacred vows to serve and not feel, they could yield powers they never thought possible. This lord silently acquired a new purpose, and with it, his power grew. Though he could not entirely control it, his emotions would have effects around him: a change in the atmosphere that would turn into a storm when he would grow upset, lightning falling from the sky, and clear, favorable weather when he was pleased.

No one made this connection, and the other lords plotted to rid the kingdom of his dangerous new inclinations, fearing the odd way he was acting might mean he was scheming against the king. One night, they sneaked up on him as he hung around the leftovers of the meals the royals left behind. They caught him indulging in the meat of deer and the juicy grapes on the table, and took this to mean he desired to take the king's place.

The night was dark, as they lit him on fire and shot him down onto the earth like a divine arrow. He fell like a shooting star, body turning to dust before it hit the ground. His soul, however, remained; a dark, electric bundle that crawled deep into the dirt, where it planted itself like a seed.

The weather was cold and grim for a week, as though the sky mourned his loss. By the end of those dark days, a tree grew from where the lord's soul had fallen. This tree could not be cut, no matter how much they tried to acquire its sturdy wood for building structures or tools. And whenever someone tried, the sky would break into terrible rain. So it became sacred, untouchable, and many paid tribute to it in hope of clear skies ahead.