The Pyres

Glowing faces… the wind carries countless embers into the black sky like a handful of stars. The wooden pyre crackles and slowly crumbles into ash. A few soldiers are gathered here. In their eyes you can see the faces of the dead. They singe a dirge in hushed tones and let the wind carry it across the jagged mountain peaks.

The smell of burning flesh… and the cold of the dead.

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Crewmates of the Aventurine Star

- Garlo Kalddar, Dwarven Crewman: Veteran, Calm, Ambitious – Killed by a Sea Drake, Day 2

The Pyres

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