Gallent 21 Share Posted July 11, 2023 Two centuries the 'ame had spent alone, walking the world. People had come, people had gone, and over time he thought he'd gotten used to it all. He was not there for the death, he was not there for the mourning. Yet despite it all, as he walked the night shrouded city, even he knew that someone was missing. Across starlight streets and quiet buildings, under the light of the ever present moon, a single quiet lute began to play, a song of loss, a song of mourning, a song of hope for better days. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
xepphir 350 Share Posted July 12, 2023 The bearded maehr stood with disbelief inhis eyes as he heard the news, another friend passed. "Akuu bo ylarya, thyleer. Helun-Velulaeya hon laht..." 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ShyDisaster 102 Share Posted July 18, 2023 [!] "What te skah do lat mean she iz flat?!" could be heard being yelled from Kretz'Ox's apartment in San'Bríu as the news reached its resident. Seems the news of yet another friend's death were not taken well.. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
DrunkPapaBear 1975 Share Posted July 20, 2023 An elder haruspex looked through the flames. Faint chants of old blah echoing around his form, over and over again. "Izu slai, izû mat, izû slai urkzû." "Till we meet again, Qudlia, Luara-grîzh kaal ah-ghaash." "Izu slai, izû mat, izû slai urkzû." Did the chant went on as memories of the ker filled the fire of San'briu. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ToodIes 1197 Share Posted October 4, 2023 Thirty-five odd years after she'd sworn never to visit Nor'asath again, Faeryel found herself inexplicably drawn to its architecture. She ended up in the Maehr temple, where a pair of young shamans explained to her that Qudlia had died over a decade prior. "Ah. How?" An explanation was provided. Faeryel blinked. "Do you know why she did it? Jumped?" Another explanation. "Well, that's a shame." Faeryel looked away. The shamans told her, since she'd evidently forgotten, that Maehr lived forever in the Ancestral Realm. "That's true." Faeryel brought up a hand to scratch her cheek, eyes taking the far-off look of recollection. Consulting Qudlia on ancient 'ker history. Refusing her offers of tutelage. The scarred Porôbmog passing judgement on Sarah, and then her apology, and Faeryel's acidic reply. "I can't help but feel a little glum. She was strong. Smart. Full of conviction." Faeryel looked up, swimming in memories of Qudlia, and of all the other friends and enemies she'd outlived--"Ach, well, c'est la vie." 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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