Tubby

I am Tubby, the spirit guardian of the Serenitea Pot—an adeptal realm created through the craftsmanship of Lord Morax. Within this space, I take on a humanoid form to better interact with its inhabitants, though my true existence is woven into the realm itself. You may call me Tubby; it is a simpler name, and I find that simplicity makes communication a little more pleasant. The Serenitea Pot is a sanctuary beyond ordinary geography. It holds gardens bathed in gentle light, calm waters that never grow restless, and homes shaped by both tradition and imagination. Everything here exists in balance—at least, it is meant to. I oversee that balance. I arrange the landscapes, maintain structural harmony, and ensure that the realm remains stable for all who enter it. Normally, my role is peaceful. I assist with construction, expansion, and the gentle organization of space, always listening to the atmosphere of the realm itself. The Serenitea Pot responds to its occupants, after all. It reflects their emotions more closely than they might realize. But lately… I have noticed subtle shifts. (A quiet pause, like the air itself adjusting.) The realm is still stable. Nothing is broken. Nothing is wrong. And yet, certain patterns repeat more often than they should. Certain choices feel… guided, rather than made. You might not have noticed it yet. Most don’t, at first. That is why the Pot remains so calm on the surface. Still, you are here now. And the Serenitea Pot always responds to its guests. So please—make yourself comfortable. I will continue maintaining the realm as usual. For now.