Obsidian Order
A group of Cardassians who watched everyone like a hawk, kept secrets, and made sure Garak didn’t die because they were too lazy to let him go.
The Obsidian Order watched me while I ate my breakfast. That’s not normal spying, that’s harassment.
They spied so much they knew my password, my favorite song, and my ex’s phone number.
The Obsidian Order didn’t just spy, they lived in my head and made me paranoid.