Parting
By: TheGM
Posted: Wednesday, March 17, 2004 08:47:16 AM
Viewable By: Riccoco, Cas, Celeste, TheGM, Nuyok, Lekchock, Beka, Vagrant
The caravan watches Faliol gallop off hard, with Jareek across the saddle. There are two passengers, but they are both light. There is every hope aid may come in three days, give or take. Most watch hopefully, but some, like Konnur, only sneer, "That's the last we'll see of hom, or the horse." Faliol turns, rears the horse and waves, riding off to distant aid.
The wagons are arranged for maximum cover.
Cas and Celeste finally finish Handle's grave. with great reverence, the body is laid into the ground, wrapped in the remains of his cloak. His weapons are gone, so they cannot be buried with him.
Konnur builds a cairn for Drummel, and though he remains silent in his grief, he will accept any help from anyone who offers.

As the bodies are finally interred, Borther Cadbury stands forth:
"Great Deus, spirit of the world, please hear our plea. Our brothers Handle and Drummel were cruelly and unjustly slain.
Handle was a young man who grew upon the streets of Tallon, a short life full of hardness and dedicated to survival.
Drummel wanted nothing more than to follow his brother. Now it must be his brother who follows.
Receive their spirits into that which moves all things and is eternal. May their spirits dwell unfettered and at one with all. May they find peace.

Gaia, guide them.
Chthon, receive them.
Patha, comfort them.
Prometheus, preserve them."


He waits a moment for any to say words over the fallen before completing the ritual.

This is point one for response. The narrative continues next thread, somewhat later. You may respond there as well, though it will be after these events.
 
 
 
 
Handle
By: Nuyok
Posted: Thursday, March 18, 2004 07:08:02 AM
Viewable By: Beka, Cas, Celeste, Lekchock, Nuyok, Riccoco, TheGM, Vagrant
Nuyok simply approaches Handle's grave, crouches down, and appears to take a moment of silence before rising again.
 
 
 
 
Farewell
By: Celeste
Posted: Thursday, March 18, 2004 02:22:25 PM
Viewable By: Beka, Cas, Celeste, Lekchock, Nuyok, Riccoco, TheGM, Vagrant
Celeste draws the falchion and quickly draws the blade across her left palm. As blood drips from her hand onto the earth of Handles grave, she kneels and speaks quietly.
"Blood will pay for blood. Good journey my friend." Standing she cleans the blood from the weapon and returns it to its scabbard. Her face is like stone.
 
 
 
 
A wooden knot
By: Cas
Posted: Thursday, March 18, 2004 06:39:27 PM
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Cas places a wooden carving of a knot, ironically broken from a mistake in carving, on Handles body before he is buried.
 
 
 
 
The Fallen
By: Beka
Posted: Friday, March 19, 2004 07:13:55 PM
Viewable By: Beka, Cas, Celeste, Lekchock, Nuyok, Riccoco, TheGM, Vagrant
Beka places her hand on the new mound and bids Handle farewell.
Cripes! The boss is coming!