A Tragedy Has Befallen All Of Thales

[Shorsand 2006]

Beneton Saxton DeWeyt, 252, healer, monk, head clinician of Adunia, anarchist, idealist, father, smartass, and wandering vagrant of sharp tongue and wit, has died.

Generally recognized by Beneton to be mankind's only hope of long-term survival, Beneton's passing may well sound a death knell for the entirety of Thales.

Lost forever is his bounty of knowledge concerning various ways to prepare stewed apples, the depth and breadth of which could, as he was apt to say, "fill several text books". He was not exaggerating. Though he did not achieve his goal of a 'perfect soup', let us not forget that he died at the age of 252. How many people do that? I mean, come on.

Also lost forever are Beneton's singular personality, force of will, vision, and leadership ability. The probability of an equally capable figure emerging from the current human population to lead mankind to a future of equivalent quality is less than 0.000112% by objective measures too complex to detail in this obituary.

Personality and force of will: Beneton was orphaned at an early age when his parents died in a freak accident (erratic mage, lightning). Though cheated of his inheritance, Beneton attended the worked in the mines of Ildon and founded the Clinic of Ildon on his 22nd birthday. Within five years, it was one of the most active locations in the city.

Vision: Beneton was certain that Iblees would soon devastate the planet. At great personal expense, he dedicated himself to the Wilven Order to learn the abilities of healing and preserving life in the event that total global chaos would ensue.

Leadership: Beneton lived through his trials, of course, and would later travel the lands seeking those who needed aid. While these achievements yielded many immediate benefits, they were all part of Beneton's master plan to re-ignite mankind's quest for interminable halcyon and utopia, a plan without which the people of Thales have nowhere to go, and nowhere to turn.
 

((Credits to Obsidian. This is not mine, though I did replace some of the words to tailor it to my specific situation. Don't sue me. I honestly could've wrote something much more somber, deep, graceful, but you all do that and it gets boring.))

[Arial Meadowbloom 31]

Somewhere in Thales, Arial Meadowbloom-Brae sobs uncontrollably, despite all of the comfort offered to her. She not only lost a father-like thing, a brother-ish person and one of, if not her, best friend, but a piece of herself with Elton (Beneton)'s passing. "May the Three w-welcome him with open arms!" she whimpered at his grave. 

Get your lawyer ready.

[Aedan The Bard 350]

Somewhere in Thales, Aedan Meadowbloom stands next to his wife and only purpose in life, offering her all the support and comfort he can in his mortal existence. Unable to help, unable to heal what was broken, guilt consumes him like a freezing wind around his heart as he refuses to let his being rest until the day Arial can smile again. "It is all my fault..." he whispered at his grave.

 

It was fun while it lasted. Congratulations, Good bloody Job; GG.

[Hanrahan 2983]

Hanrahan's ghost laughs maniacally.

 

"I still don't forgive you for stealing my clinic and making me both homeless and jobless."

[yopplwasupxxx 5946]

"The House has gone bust!" shouts NCR soldiers within New Vegas!

[Aagaron 124]

Aep sits in a random pub and drinks his feelings away.

"We made the best houses, you and I. Rest in peace, Ben Ten."

[D A N N Y 966]

Bronn Grandaxe would be found reclined within the stronghold, otherwise, known as Kal'Klad beside his brother, news would arrive of pass of Beneton Saxton DeWyt's passing, he'd helplessly erupt with a whole-hearted chuckle before gazing towards his blood brother, Thronn.

 

"Who t'e fok es Ben'ton Suxton D'Wit?"

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

Konrad laughs as Benton goes to Pagan Hell for not being true man of Creator!!!!!

[Rig 17591]

Aegor bows his head, whispering a prayer for his fallen friend. 

[calculusdesola 1658]

"What a shame.  He was a good man.  What a rotten way to die."

[hex37 737]

Esmie sips a glass of rum, reading over the obituary. She herself was present when Saxon died. "Pitiable man... No avoiding it though- He did it to himself." She drinks more of her rum. "Thaumburn... You've claimed yet another."

[Glyc 234]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.