Requirements:

The Law will be Preserved

The riddles I received came from someone who is not. When the Scion emerges from humanity, I will find my Interlocutor at their birth. So long as I bring my questions, I will have my answers.

Riddles of Flesh

The Chandler - who are they? A herald, a mender - existence itself? I cannot say, but I can glimpse their shape in every riddle I received… and I know it was not they who sent them. My Interlocutor foresaw the final Hour’s coming, releasing its prophecies like leaves in the wind. No one knows from which womb the Chandler will come, but in the web of riddles sent to me, I find the edges of an answer, the place my Interlocutor will seek out, as must I. And when I finally arrive, every answer I sought will be found. [You have shaped the Histories; set a stone in their foundation; reached a destination; finished the game. The roots of the world run ever deeper. Please accept our congratulations.]

Tarot: Emperor