Rpgremuz The Eye -

They never try to control the Eye with dogma. Their rituals are practical: they catalog the vows made to it, they advise petitioners on phrasing (a precaution born of experience), and they offer, sometimes, to bear a cost for someone else. Those who ask must pay—either by toil, memory, or service. The Watchers keep a rule: never use the Eye to erase a thing already paid for. Consequences compound; attempts to reverse them create entanglements the world resents. In the market town of Greyford, a weaver named Lysa kept her loom and her debts. A flood took her husband; a fever took her son. Her trade could not quiet the empty cradle. A traveling Watcher, gray-cloaked and patient, halted before her stall and said, simply: “It sees.”