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EquinoxSol
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As Finariel told the gathered elves about the hidden passage, Faervel's mother gathered his sisters and asked him what he wanted to do. He shrugged, still in shock from what had happened in the last hour. His father, dead, his best friend, also dead. As well as hundreds of other elves. There wouldn't be enough time for grand burials for the fallen warriors, or proper rights given to the women and children that had also fallen. His mother told him that she and his sisters would head for the monastery, and if he wanted to go there then he could.
Once he was alone, Faervel wandered into the castle and up to his chambers. He took off his armor and changed into regular clothes, wanting to rid himself of all this. When he was done, he went back outside, even though he didn't want to look at his father's body.
Still, he forced himself to kneel by his body, whispering a prayer of last rites to the gods. Afterwards, he stood, the knees of his trousers stained with blood now. Looking around, he finally saw a glint of silver on the ground a fair bit away. He walked towards it and picked up the silver object, a necklace that his father had worn. It was a silver chain, with a lotus pendant hanging from it, and Faervel put it on, his blue eyes filling with tears again as he felt the weight settle on his chest.
Straightening again, he looked around for Fenariel, frowning slightly.
Once he was alone, Faervel wandered into the castle and up to his chambers. He took off his armor and changed into regular clothes, wanting to rid himself of all this. When he was done, he went back outside, even though he didn't want to look at his father's body.
Still, he forced himself to kneel by his body, whispering a prayer of last rites to the gods. Afterwards, he stood, the knees of his trousers stained with blood now. Looking around, he finally saw a glint of silver on the ground a fair bit away. He walked towards it and picked up the silver object, a necklace that his father had worn. It was a silver chain, with a lotus pendant hanging from it, and Faervel put it on, his blue eyes filling with tears again as he felt the weight settle on his chest.
Straightening again, he looked around for Fenariel, frowning slightly.