Found on a bloody hill...

[miltonyorkcastle]

.... a body, identified as Shiff Dragonheart. The bindstones refused his soul. His effects were returned to his family in Haven.

[AeonBlues]

Roomers begin to circulate that the spirit of Shiff Dragonheart has passed beyond the realm of mortals. A great funeral pyre was built in his honer on the peaks of Deadman's Pass, near where his body was being devoured by vampires. Even after death, his spirit could be heard complaining about not receiving a proper burial.

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[ycleption]

A elven woman, wearing a simple black robe is seen making a journey to the pyre. She spends hours kneeling, meditating at the site. Finally, she stands, bows deeply to the pyre, and heads to Haven to provide what comfort she can to the family.

[jan]

*Barion hears the news while visiting his house in Haven , he quietly goes into the house and kneels down next to the side off his bed . Softly he prays to Rofirein *

" Lord Protector , many lives were lost recently in Leringard and Mariner's Hold and now another great adventurer has been ripped from this world . To me it seems that those that have fallen , are the innocents and brave . Why does it seem that the cowards are the ones that outlive every one ? " * he sighs softly * " I hear that spellslingers use their spells to flee from fights that they are losing . That there are people like me , front-liners , that should hold their positions to give others the chance to tip the scale or at-least get out alive , that have seen the Soul Mother so few times they can not describe her . When will the Gods realise that the world will be lost to all if only the cowards stay alive to fight for the right cause ?........... Another that did all in his power was lost to the world . Please Golden One , if you happen to meet the soul off Shiff Dragonheart , be kind to him ...he was a good man ..."

* he slowly stands and composes himself as he goes down the stairs , he walks to his liquor chest and takes out a Dwarven Head Ale and salutes the memory off one that he called friend .....*

[lonnarin]

*Bjorn hears the news while polishing gemstones and pauses a long moment*

Oi... Shiff. Dorand knew yer hands in the hall. If only ye weren't napping in Dalanthar and come mining with us ah coulda mebbe protected ye... *sighs* Beryl's Botique go down in history ah being run by ah legendary man, one who knew the craft in and out and supplied half the realm for decades. Ye will beh remembered lad, as long as it takes gold ter rust and then some. Ah see ye by the golden forge fire of Dorand in the afterlife lad... me work aint done yet though, so save meh ah Forge!

[Blackguy]

* Lin'da bows down silently when she hears of Shiff's death *

Thank you Lucinda for making me travel with friends. Friends that know how I react and how I feel. Friends that know when I'm in trouble and when I need aid. Thank you for helping me stay the course and not loose battles. Thank you for not making me weak and complain about things I cannot change anyway. Thank you for giving me the insight to not fight loosing battles. Thank you for making me depend on my friends. Thank you for not judging my opponent on the name he holds himself to, but for the evil he is. For these things I am thankfull.

* Lin'da rises and looks around, then says: *

Rest in peace Shiff Dragonheart.

*She uses a invisibillity spell and footsteps is heard going out of Port Hempstead*

[Frances]

*As Val receives the news, little emotion is shown on her face. She takes Shiff's gear and passes it to her father, who easily shoulders the load and goes quietly to put it away. She takes Shiff's ashes and gathers her children to her to share the news with them. Confused and not really understanding at first, they accept the news and wander off, thinking about it. Val then goes to her room and sits, thinking also. Only then does she burst into tears. A couple minutes later, Jana, her father's wife, comes in to help console her.*

*Laura and Jana keep the household going while Val mourns. The weight of the situation begins to dawn on the children. Tyra and Drakus mourn the loss of their father, Tyra becoming more and more withdrawn, and Drakus talking with his mother, trying to understand. Mary, though not a daughter of Shiff she has spent so much time with him that she thinks of him as a father, mourns also, her mother Laura comforting her. Val's father, thinking back on the loss of Val's mother, tries to comfort Val as best he can.*

*That night, eyes red but unable to sleep, Val wanders around the house, and checks on everyone sleeping. She notices Tyra missing from her bed, and a little looking soon tells her that Tyra has gone. She walks outside, sits on the step and looks out into the town.*

*She talks softly to herself, her voice ragged and quiet:* Tyra... oh sweety, why now? Couldn't you have waited? ... I guess I should have known you were just waiting on some dramatic event to make you make up your mind... Shiff, love... you'll never come home now... oh, you brave man, why did you have to be such a fool sometimes? Why couldn't you have stayed here with us? Oh, Shiff... *she sighs deeply, holding back the sobs that threaten to burst forth again*

*She sniffles* Beryl... Toran... Whoever has Shiff with them... take care of him... *she looks to the skies, trying to find the constellations of the gods*

[osxmallard]

*Mary, who is not so little anymore and becoming a pretty young woman of 17, sits quietly at her gem table thinking about Shiff while polishing a small amethyst. Her tears mix with the polishing oil, giving a slightly cloudy undertone to the gemstone. Next to her is a small parchment and a gem pouch*

Shiff Dragonheart,

You were my father when I had none.
You were my conscience when I was confused and alone.
You were the savior of my mother and myself when we had no aid.
Beryl shall shine forth in my work and always in your honor.

Tyra shall be watched by my own eyes and kept from harms way.

With All My Love,
Mary

*Later that evening, she wraps the gem in a small weighted pouch, tucks the parchment inside, and gently sinks it into the nearby lake. She announces to her mother that she wishes to go to the temple of Beryl and study under the priests. Laura packs her a small bag and sends her on her way with a small kiss on her forehead.*

[Riven]

*Riven mulls the latest news, his face somber.*

"That Shiff had a strong presence. A powerful presence. Gone now, before his life dreams were manifested. I'll miss him, that be sure."

*Riven pens a note to Valmara, and pays a messenger to deliver it to Haven. Then he walks from the Twin Dragon Inn and heads to a nearby isle in a lake to reflect. Half way through the night he strips off his clothes and swims in the cold waters. Pulling himself onto the far shore he howls into the night sky, his large wolf friend answering with a deep-throated howl. Soon a pack of wolves from a nearby valley join the howling, until the hills are echoing with the soulful calls*

[Harlas Ravelkione]

* News of Shiff's untimely death finally reaches Mount Norand. In the quiet hours during the night, Kobal walks to the shrine of Rofirein to pray, as he sometimes does. Nearing the end of his prayer... *

" ... an' Oi ask ye ter shelter deh soul of deh one called Shiff. He was a young warrior an' his death came afore 'is toime. Too many goals an' dreams unfinished, guide 'im in deh afterloif' an' offer 'im peace. Shiff was an 'onourable man. "

[scifibarbie]

*Brunhilde shakes her head sadly after she hears the news...


Poor lad. And he seemed such a nice sort..May the father offer him a seat at his table if shiff comes knocking on the halls of the father.

His heart was as his namesake. Hopefully his children will live up to his example.

[SteveJW]

*Kyle's face is ashen as he places a hand crafted iron katana at the pyre*

"From one Master to another. You will be missed."

*He starts to rise...but places another small parcel next to the katana. In it...3 darts made of bronze with falcon tail feathers.*

"Hope they play darts where you are..."

*He rises and heads back home*

[aragwen]

*news reaches Jacchri's ears as he passes through Vale*

*taking a deep breath he speaks mostly to himself*

Crazy one that, but did not deserves this.
He was a good fighter, had trouble staying quiet when it was called for, but good fighter. *sighs*

Let us hope his soul will find the peace it deserves.

*tilts his head back looking at the heavens then howls and runs off*

[Marswipp]

// Kenelm hears the rumor, and finds himself rather confused. He has a difficult time trying to justify the recklessness.

[Anamnesis]

She is found outside in the fields by her friend Caerwyn after hearing the news his offer to help her welcome as she seems to be in shock after hearing the news from Nye

After days of uncertainties, of doubts, and scribbles, she finally slips a letter under the door of his home in Haven, not truly sure that Valmara or the children would wish to see her right now.

The letter written in a gentle flowing script easily recognizeable to those who know her.

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Dear Valmara, Tyra and Drakie,

I know for you this is such an uncertain and painful time for you, I know because I have been there. I don't wish to embrace right now the pain and anger that I know you most certainly fill but I wish instead to embrace the memories and thoughts that bring warmth to my heart and comfort.

I remember his passion for life, the ego the size of mountains, the heart as big as the ocean, and a skull as thick and tough as the finest mithril.


I remember Shiff for the love he gave, The way he would sit and listen to me when he knew I needed someone.

I remember the tears I cried on his shoulders. I remember how not long ago I had began to write my own will, because I was certain I would be the one leaving all my friends behind.


I didn't want to be the one left to remember all those I had lost, but this is how it is meant to be. I will never forget Shiff Dragonheart.


I will always remember the laughter he held in our hearts, the stubborness he kept at his side and embraced with a passion. I will not forget him, and I will not forget to listen to the sound of my childrens laughter, knowing that because him and many others that where there for Krysthalien. I am able to watch them grow.

I pray that you will always feel the sunlight on your face as you walk in the light. I pray you will be there to help your children remember that they are your passion and your reason to live and fight everyday.

Always walk in the light My Friend and rest easy knowing your beloved Shiff will never be forgotten.


~Elohanna Dawnstar

[major6]

Trith finally takes the time to find himself before the hill. He looks upon it, tears leaking out slowly as he tries to hold him back. He thinks to himself "why .... why must it end this way... too many... to early.. am I to be next... what of my other friends" Kneeling before the cairn, he takes out a list and places it under a rock. Speaking "through the fights our friendship only grew friend, I will honor your last wish... I will see it through... your deeds will be forgotten". On the ground lies a list of names, they seem random but they remain behind as Trith slowly walks away looking like a man renewed.