The Last Sohaer... The Last Izalith...

[Blocky 151]

Elwyn staggers through the halls of citadel, her hand grasping the wall as if to guides her toward her home, the ball at an end. Fumbling for the keys to her house, she’d drop them at onto the stone brick before the unlocked door to her home.

“Why is the door not bolted?”

Steadying herself against the door she pushes light against it before it completely unhinges, shattering any shards that had already scattered across the carpet that covered the room. Stepping atop the collapsed door, the glass screams out once more before falling silent under Elwyn.

“Kae Miyilu…”

Elwyn ambles forward before her legs would buckle beneath her as she crumbles to her ground. Ignoring the pain of the glass slicing through her knees she woozily glance across the room she could barely believe was once her own, was once Kalameet’s…

“Kae Miyilu, Kalameet…”

The scorched remains of both book and papers of his study were nothing but ash and dust. His desk overturned, smashed… severed. Something missing... Blood stained the walls, the carpet becoming a dark crimson but no body… Backing away from the ominous shadows that took hold of the room Elwyn's cowers against the wall.

"No... no... this cannot be!"

Elwyn grasps her stomach as tears well in her eyes,

"Kae Miyilu, I cannot raise our child alone..."

[Wendigo 786]

Riondil rushes into the room his eyes wide in terror as he surveys the carnage. His eyes quickly scan the floor briefly pausing over Elwyn in the corner before resuming their sporadic search. After completing his visual scan of the room he'd fall to his knees, ignoring the glass crunching beneath his robes is he crumbles to the ground silently weeping.  

[KorusPrime 130]

Lyu would enter the room, following Riondil after his swift exit from the ballroom. Kneeling down next to the two, he begins to comfort them.

[Rig 17590]

Orchaldir upon hearing of this would frown. "A shame, that is." he muttered.

[Catostrophy 111]

"And may his putrid, blackened soul rot with his infernal master." Muttered Aetahir, somewhere within the cavernous citadel. 

[Overland 349]

”I can’t believe it...” Was all Andria Ith'ael remarked upon hearing the news of the apparent death of her old friend. Almost on the verge of weeping, she’d go to comfort Elwyn at the soonest possible moment.  

 

"Should've joined up with me pal!" says Aneurin from the grave

 

If Andria heard that Aneurin had risen from the dead again, she’d  frown at the new ghost problem in Haelun’or...

[Mephistophelian 977]

"So it is true..."

"Father" "Father"

The second utterance reverberates twice within Lorien's mind. In his hand lies a simple iron ball, held down by gravity and the unseen weight it carries in the warlock's heart.

[MrSyth 637]

"My son..."

A single tear crawls its way down from Silvos' eye, across his cheek, and then burrows itself in the thick, silver strands of his goatee.

"Until next time."

[Wendigo 786]

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