The Guardian
✦ STATS
✦ ABILITIES
✦ FROM THE FIELD GUIDE
Under the graveyard runs a colonnaded hall of sarcophagi, and at its far end waits the crew's reliquary, where the Arcs of the dead are laid — and a boon, for anyone bold enough to claim it. The Guardian is the reason 'anyone' is doing a lot of work in that sentence.
He's stood the Vigil longer than the town has records. He doesn't hate you; he has one job, has never once failed at it, and doesn't intend to begin with you. The soul standing it is DECAYED — Los Muertos #4693, one of the collection's twelve 1-of-1s — a many-handed, monochrome thing that holds its own skull the way you'd hold a lantern. The old crew never asked him why. Neither should you.
Lay the whole Vigil to rest and even the Guardian yields. The exit slab grinds open, the crypt goes quiet, and somewhere in the dark you can almost feel him filing the incident under 'resolved.'