It is imperative, Elliot,
that you pay attention.
Our fate may fall in your hands one day,
and time may take me before then,
so you must remember this on your own.
There is a word my elders taught me
(yes, there are people older than me)
that has been passed down
since gods walked among us
that you must learn.
It means ‘sanctuary’
in a language related to Celestial
that branched off
when mortals figured out how to talk to gods.
Travelers from our village
created safe houses in every corner of the world
that open to that word
in case any of us ever need it.
There are stories of old adventurers
who even used this spell
to protect ancient temples,
maybe even gods themselves.