Antoir Setrrin
I've Met My End
{OOC: First things first. Ask before joining. This is Ven's goodbye to everyone. If you kark things up or cause any trouble at all, I will mark this non-canon and have it locked and archived. Don't push me. Got it? And once again, unless you were tagged, you are not supposed to join without my person. Only some people would know about the time and location of the funeral. So you need an actual reason, not just "I feel like, they would like, totally, like, get along". That won't cut it. If you didn't know her, you probably won't be accepted.
Like I said, no trouble. I don't want a repeat of Circe's thread. Okay?
Okay.}
Like I said, no trouble. I don't want a repeat of Circe's thread. Okay?
Okay.}
ORD MANTELL: Outside Ordam Village
Everything was in ruins. The city that was once teaming with life had been destroyed over a year ago. But once upon a time it had been home to many members of the Sekairo Clan. So where else could the mad merc be buried? Only this place made sense, really. Now a small crowd was gathered around, somber and silent. Except for soft sobs, of course. Every living Sekairo was there. Even War, who was still adjusting to life outside of Pitann. The older woman was comforting Ire'Rain, who was crying her young eyes out.
In front of them was a circle of stones. Located in the middle was Ven's helmet, along with one of her blasters. Her body had been cremated and placed in the soil, to rest outside her family's home. She would have enjoyed this. Everything was how she would have wanted it- except for how soon it had happened. Renn'Dar was still a young boy, and might not even remember his mother...
Things were worse for Sea'Rain. Now both of her daughters were dead, and she felt alone. No one could comfort the woman, and she had fell silent long ago. Now she sat directly in front of her child's grave, refusing to leave the spot. She didn't make a sound, even when the other Sekairos started singing a quiet hymn in Epicant. It was tradition, and yet Sea didn't participate.
"God Ven... Why did you have to go? Couldn't... couldn't you have waited awhile?... Another decade or two?..." Ire cried, burying her face into her relative's shoulder. War didn't know how to respond, and just gently patted the girl.
Today was a sad day.
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