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The Death Of A Loved One

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*A poster hangs in the center of the city. It seems to have been posted recently, and contains a picture of a girl with long, red hair, reading a book. Below the picture is some scrawled writing.*

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"It is to my great sorrow to inform you all of the death of my daughter, Poppy Canbya Leafhelm.

I'm sure not all of you reading this would have known Poppy, but those of you who did will know that she was kind, intelligent, brave, and a ray of sunlight that penetrated the dark veil of our lives. She was always kind and caring, never turning a person down if they needed help. Her hospitality was renowned, and her kindness spoken aboout between friends.

Poppy started life as a shy girl, constantly overpowered by her siblings, Daisy and Kale. But by the time she left home, Poppy was more confident with herself, and more determined to good in the world.

She started life in the town of Glenwood, making firm friends with the residents and the travellers that passed through. At only the age of 19, Poppy was running the local inn, later to be known as 'The Golden Greyhound'. The compassion and dedication she showed toward her job allowed the inn to flourish into a good source of income for Glenwood, and still be a place of companionship and joy.

Later in her life, Poppy moved to the county of Andromeda, and opened up a small tavern their, running this as well as the inn back in Glenwood. This generated little to no business at all, and yet she stayed strong and continued to have faith in her work.

After her second fiance died at sea before they could get married, Poppy began to become secluded and lonely, isolating herself from those she loved. Eventually, her sorrow became madness, and she began slowly killing herself. The mixture of insomnia, malnourishment, and insanity became too much for her, and she passed away after a heart attack.

A small family funeral has already taken place for Poppy, but if you wish to do anything of your own, please, feel free.

Signed,

Redwood Leafhelm, loving father to Poppy."

*There seems to be some space below the writing for messages and well wishing.*

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Silk strolls by, in the search of more books in the city, and notices the poster. He starts reading, his face clearly saddening. He sheds a tear when he's finished, and mumbles something to himself.

''Poor, poor Poppy. I'll always remember you as one of the most hospitable innkeepers, and you will always stay in the small group I call friends. The taste of the ale from your inn will be forever remembered.

Mumbling the last sentence, Silk smiles wickedly, but only for a second. Then he walks away, feeling he's humiliated himself by showing emotions like that.

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