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The death of a Pocketbard
Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 7:43 pm
by simini
Late at night in the wood of Sharp Teeth, scavengers appear to fight over something, causing them to struggle with one another until dawn where the body of an elf is found hung by the neck on a large tree's branch. She bears cuts on both her arms and knees as well as one on her stomach. Her peaceful face seems untouched, her eyelids half closed as she swings from the branch, left and right, to the wind's will.
The news of the found corpse reach Doron Amar first, and the name Leonia is uttered by those who know the pocketbard.
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Re: The death of a Pocketbard
Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2016 12:26 am
by Tantive
The councillor of Doron Amar would claim the remains upon the news and have her brought to the village, after order for rangers to start investigation to what has occured.
((This order would go to those of Doron Amar, and players curious to find out more. And as such, PM Arasinya!))
Re: The death of a Pocketbard
Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2016 9:44 am
by Ithilan
Upon the news of Leonia's death, Shandril is seen sobbing and lamenting the loss of the dear elf at the shrine dedicated to Angharradh, muttering phrases in elven customary in the north.
After hours of mourning she departs the city smiling sadly with her eyes locked on a seed in her hand.
Re: The death of a Pocketbard
Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2016 12:55 pm
by Pimple
At first he could not believe it. Sirion stood speechless waiting for her to awaken as moments came and went. As the reality slowly dawned his reaction was something else, in him a dim light fading as he withdrew in search of solitude. For a time he would be missing from his usual whereabouts.
Re: The death of a Pocketbard
Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2016 9:54 pm
by Lambe
Lambe stands before where Leonia was laid to rest. She had been an old friend, and of late one of the best. He'd finally found the strength to pay his respects after hearing the news.
"Too late to stand beside you..", he mutters as he closes his eyes.
He'd spend the time with her then...
Re: The death of a Pocketbard
Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2016 3:45 am
by freekender
When knowing of Leonia's death, Myrualae's faces becomes pale, a couple of tears pouring down her cheeks. Moments later she frowns and, with a gleam on her eyes, she runs to her home at the waterfall small cave. She comes out with her backpack and weapons, but asking for Sirion with a sad expression.
An hour or so later, she can be seen leaving Doron Amar.
Re: The death of a Pocketbard
Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2016 3:51 am
by Valefort
Upon the news of Leonia's death Mealir would stay shocked and incredulous, leaving the village quickly thereafter to err in sadness.
Re: The death of a Pocketbard
Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2016 6:04 am
by Ravial
Swiftly do stars burn a path across the sky,
Hastening to place one last kiss upon your eye.
Tenderly land enfolds you in slumber,
Softening the rolling thunder.
Dagger now sheathed, bow no longer tense.
During this, your last hour, only silence.
Viridiana would stay with Lambe and others who stay. Simply being near those mourning.