Another Gone..

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Rosina Py’lrie

Birth: 16th • Sun’s Smile • 37 of the Second Age
Death: 20th • Snow’s Maiden • 108 of the Second Age

 

A portrait of Rosina Py’lrie not too long before her death.

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Created with artbreeder using commissioned art of Rosina and a more realistic reference image

 

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     It has come again that time when we will all grieve the loss of a very loved individual within the Talonii. As all those before her, she will never be forgotten. Very young, Rosina was taken from us. Her kind soul will not only be missed by those within the Py’lrie, but by all those she put before herself, caring for and protecting.

 

     In her lifetime, Rosina suffered greatly from the days of her birth to her last breath. Born missing a leg, but always on the move, studying at a very young age, and becoming the physician and surgeon we all knew and loved. Her kind nature inspired others within the Talonii to take up studying medicine. For that, and many other achievements, we’re all grateful and we won’t allow anything to become forgotten or underappreciated in any way.

 

     Many Py’lrie from here on will know her story, they will learn to thrive even when they suffer, sharing their own stories someday, so that we all continue to improve our lives and our very soul. Even in death she will continue to aid us, as her very existence, her experiences, good and bad, will help guide others in their own lives.

 

     As tradition entails, the Py’lrie will begin a period of mourning for Rosina. For seven elven days from now we will mourn her death, lighting a candle within both the estate and the clinic, until the seventh day. Our meals will only consist of that in which she loved, our time spent together and our arms open to anyone for comfort.

 

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     Rosina Py’lrie departed the city of Fi’andria, capital of Celia’nor on the 20th of Snow’s Maiden, 108 of the Second Age. She departed with a mali’ker figure that day, as a young boy described, before the same figure soon left our precious Rosina in front of the gates. No further detail of her condition will be stated here.

 

     She prepared a will for us long before her death. All of her wishes will be stated at her funeral. We ask that you bring a candle to the funeral so we, the Py’lrie, may continue a tradition of ours.

 

The funeral will take place at Celia’nor docks

9th of The First Seed, 109 SA

[OOC: Saturday 31st @ 4pm EST]

 

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[Rosina’s will]

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Please follow through.

 

I wish for my cane, the one with the sapphires, to be given to Izelle once I'm gone.

My books I wish for copies to continue even when I'm gone, to continue spreading medical knowledge.

Any and all medical supplies of mine I wish to remain in the clinic for continued use.

My alchemical materials, herbs, and vials I wish to remain in my lab for my Talonii to have when need be.

My jewels I wish to pass onto Izelle, she may have any jewel and accessory that was once mine.

My kittens I hope will be taken care of within the estate once I'm gone. Please watch after them.

I return the ring that Taranth had given me to him.

My savings within the treasury I leave to the Talonii to manage, though I wish for Izelle to receive a quarter of whatever is stored away.

My clothing I leave for Izelle to have once she has grown into them, uniforms excluded.

 

Anything not included in this will is in Atheleon's and Serigne’s hands to decide.

 

Rosina Py'lrie, Rosina di Adamo

 

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Linnea stared off into the distance as her mother broke the news. Rosina had loved and taken care of the teen as if she were her own. 
 

And so she placed a special star ornament upon her windowsill. One given to her by Rosina only a few years before.

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Irelia hesitated whilst standing in her very own closet, whilst her violet orbs landed on the black gown tucked to the back of the rest of her gowns. This gown was tailored for the mourning process, and any funeral services needed to be attended by Irelia, and now would be the first time she had to wear it. For now she would be attending her step-daughter's funeral, a day she never wanted to come.