None of the other Guardians seemed inclined to stop whatever they were doing to eavesdrop - part of why Declan wanted to go to the Tower as opposed to stay in the city. Gossip was much less common among the men and women of the tower.
"In a manner of speaking," he answered, waiting patiently for Aoba to reorient himself before talking. He cast a bland look Ghost's way, not pleased that the construct hadn't even given Aoba warning, but he was a brash little thing, prone to hurrying things along when waiting seemed pointless. It certainly made for trouble in the field.
"The Speaker could explain better than I can...and he's sure to tell you everything when you do speak to him, but...to simplify: a long time ago the Traveler came here from the furthest reaches of space. It lifted the galaxy into a Golden Age that lasted ages. But where the Traveler is Light, there is Darkness out there as well. It has been creeping closer for all of history. The Traveler kept it at bay as long as it could, and now that task falls to us. It...it isn't a war like from the darker ages of men. It isn't man fighting man. It's man fighting the thing it's been afraid of since the dawn of time," he shrugged slightly, not sure how to better explain such an abstract concept.
"We fight common enemies of flesh and blood as well, protecting he people and trying to reestablish a foothold in the galaxy, but mostly Guardians are the Light that banishes the Dark. Simply as that."
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"In a manner of speaking," he answered, waiting patiently for Aoba to reorient himself before talking. He cast a bland look Ghost's way, not pleased that the construct hadn't even given Aoba warning, but he was a brash little thing, prone to hurrying things along when waiting seemed pointless. It certainly made for trouble in the field.
"The Speaker could explain better than I can...and he's sure to tell you everything when you do speak to him, but...to simplify: a long time ago the Traveler came here from the furthest reaches of space. It lifted the galaxy into a Golden Age that lasted ages. But where the Traveler is Light, there is Darkness out there as well. It has been creeping closer for all of history. The Traveler kept it at bay as long as it could, and now that task falls to us. It...it isn't a war like from the darker ages of men. It isn't man fighting man. It's man fighting the thing it's been afraid of since the dawn of time," he shrugged slightly, not sure how to better explain such an abstract concept.
"We fight common enemies of flesh and blood as well, protecting he people and trying to reestablish a foothold in the galaxy, but mostly Guardians are the Light that banishes the Dark. Simply as that."