"The world endures because someone tends it."
You protect, preserve, and repair. Your victories are subtle and often unnoticed until others realize they cannot dislodge you. You are patient. The war will still be there tomorrow.
The Keepers speak the Name most gently of all the Orthodox factions. They believe that creation was not an act of force but of *care*—a careful tending that continues to this day. The soft sounds honor the ongoing, quiet maintenance that keeps reality from unraveling. Keeper theology holds that the world would have collapsed long ago if not for the accumulated weight of properly spoken prayers. They do not seek to command reality; they seek to preserve it.
The Keepers began as a monastic order dedicated to maintaining abandoned temples. When the great empires fell, the Keepers remained—tending the sacred spaces, preserving the liturgies, keeping the lights burning. They discovered that persistence was its own form of power. Keeper monasteries dot the landscape in places other factions have forgotten or abandoned. They maintain roads no one uses, libraries no one visits, and traditions no one remembers. And yet, when catastrophe strikes, it is often the Keepers who possess the knowledge, the supplies, or the safe harbors that others desperately need. They do not charge for this assistance. They simply remember who helped them in turn.