Death Of A Regent: The Drunken Aftermath.

[Rig 17591]

 "May you be among Immortal heroes Varlan."

~- It was a sad night in Ac'telerah, another regent, has seemed to have disappeared. Yet, they found him on the ground in the training room - stone dead. Many wailed, as other cried, as they carried the body to a pyre, and burnt it. It seemed that Varlan, after becoming drunk, had fallen off of the stairs into the pit of the training room. As a reminder of Varlan --- being the hero he was, the Delvers made him, a monument to his life, a life of fighting, he served the Delvers for twenty or more, years, completely loyal and faithful. It came a brutal blow to some of the delvers when his death was made public. -~

~a sketch of Varlan's monument~

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"Across the road, there lies a man. His body consumed, by the darkness of man. Nature quelled, and in it's furry, created death, to seize all of man. Some live more than others, others less then you. Death, in its creation, will always breath near you. It'll suck your breath away. turning you mad. It'll even kill you, when the time is at hand. Wail for the dead, wail at it's fury. For death is the greatest threat to man." 

R.I.P, Varlan Gerrofe, regent of Force.

 

[iTzShambo 135]

*As Rothgar comes back from a long time away he walks by the monument before turning back and reading it. He then drops to one knee and stares at the ground. He thinks off all the times he had with Varlan. Good and bad. A tear sheds from his eye before he picks himself up and heads into Ac'Talarah.

[monkeypoacher 8055]

H.A. Grayleaf sits there for a while, completely silent, face blank, before heading to his room.

[CraftPrime 35]

Smoke is seen standing in a straight and still position before Varlan's grave. His eyes focused on the words carved on the tombstone. Nonchalantly, he looks to the cloudy skies, simultaneously sighing.

 

"Var, out of all the ways to die, this is how it ends for you?" He chuckles. "It really is unfair... I'm going to miss you, old friend..."

 

Turning back around to the entrance of Ac'Talareh, Smoke strides off. His eyes not widening one bit.

[Shorsand 2006]

Beneton throws his hand passively

 

 

 

"Pssh, he'll just get revived by the monks and it'll be like nothing happened. Wonder what it's like.. Looking at your own grave."

[Moot 1719]

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