State of Esshar

[Milly]

1759AC

Upon the eve of 1759, a great wave of change has overtaken Theria.

Revan orn Task has taken the title of Overlord of Theria. All final decisions go through him, he is also the de-facto Patriarch of the Fireblooded.

Raeliana is still titled High Priestess of the Fireblooded. Rumors circulate she was offered a position as Dragonlord but deferred it for the time being.

Possible talks are in progress with Myllenoris and Alabastre - what does Theria have up it's sleeve?

Demons are no longer welcome within Theria's mountains officially.

The facts are in, folks - Theria is hiring for positions within it's factory to get the ball rolling. Locate Revan to sign up!

The funeral for Dun Task, Hades Task, Valero Task and Pachua Drakos went forward as planned, with lovely speeches being offered by multiple people.

Arriving fashionably late, Barsburg General Walter pyr Docro immediately sought to challenge Revan for his fraticide. The two fought, and despite Revan's loss, Theria still retains it's single Overlord for now. Chit chat and gossip indicates the High Priestess bid Barsburg to leave the mountain immediately after the fight concluded in a bold if not sassy display. Revan's condition, while alive, remains tentative and unknown.

Excerpts from the speeches given by Revan orn Task, Raeliana and Anlaufr are as follows:

Anlaufr:

After some time preparing the Funeral, the moment had finally come. This at first would only be for Dun Task, but at Raelina's request, Anlaufr organized this to also be the funeral for Valero Task, Hades Task and Pachua, the former Patriarch of the Fireblooded.


Each body was wrapped in some cloths, resting above a fire pit and with their belongings around them. Apart from Pachua's body, where there was only a red suit in the place to symbolize him. Dun's body was in the center and the rest around him.

Anlaufr took a deep breath, trying to find the right words and then start to speak, "I appreciate the presence of everyone who is here today, on this sad day in our lives.

Today we are not just saying goodbye to important figures of Theria.. No. We are saying goodbye to great friends, members of our family! All of them were great warriors during their lives and that in the end had honorable deaths.

Their deeds will never be forgotten, where tales about such will be told to future generations, being marked in the history of our city!" He finished, lowering his arms.

His gaze briefly turned to Revan and Raelina, where then he continued, "Revan and Raelina. Would ya two like to say something to those who are here?

Where as soon as both of ye finish.. Everyone here will be able to make a farewell gesture. Leaving something near the bodies or saying some words of respect." He said, now giving space to them and stepping back.

Anlaufr had basically gathered everyone there. He was not able save his friend, Dun, but at least he would be making this gesture to say goodbye and soon help with the project for which he gave his life.

Raeliana:

The High Priestess herself had insisted upon the funeral being held for more than just Dun. For while the original Crown Prince of Theria himself had lead them for so long with his advice towards the younger generation, Valero and Hades had in addition made their mark, as well as Pachua. There's a brief moment of hesitation before Raeliana would step forward, amongst the piles of stacked logs ready to be set on fire, to destroy their bodies as the ultimate sacrifice towards Ryujin and Garljing himself.


"Dun Task held Theria within his grasp shortly after it's founding, and he found himself at it's helm even as the great Dragons from Sluthia themselves set their sights upon the Free City. Yet, even after being burned, he continued to lead - with the Dragon's blessing." She said, eyesight looking between them all. Was it that surprising the High Priestess herself would know of their history?

"Even in his old age, when his body should have failed him, he continued to push. He pushed for greatness, he pushed for Chaos, he pushed to ensure we'd always remain free. I think he succeeded, personally." She added with a dip of her head.

"Valero and Hades were akin to him, in that they were never satisfied with simply how things were. They pushed the boundaries on what it meant to be great. Some say they allowed Theria to stagnate - but I personally disagree. Everyone has their own opinion on things, in the end."

Her hands were hidden within the sleeves of her robes, as she inhaled deeply once more.

"Pachua Drakos fought his best against those who would have seen Dun Task slain after being poisoned - for he believed it was not the Dragon's way to use poison. He defended his title of Patriarch and took it by force as every Dragon would have understood. It's only now after his death can we truly appreciate his sacrifice. He gave his life for a Theria he believed in, and he died in honor.

They all died in honor."

She'd step back, eyes remaining closed.

Revan orn Task

Finding himself at the front of the service, Revan golden hues would look over each of the pyres that had been erected for the deceased. A youth that had been misguided, two of his own brothers, and his own father that he poisoned. For someone that had a hand in each of their deaths, Revan would show signs of his own grieving.


Though he stood tall, his expression neutral, his hair was rather shaggy and unkempt, his eyes were sunken and darkened from lack of sleep. He had made his own nightmare a reality, and now he would be standing at their funeral, with the judging eyes of all those around.

Yet he would still hold those fond memories of each of them, despite the things he felt he had to do, he would find something to say about each of them.

"Pachua was a good, honorable Fireblooded, his conviction was as strong a warrior as he was.. And I hold a deep respect for him. I.. Already sent him off with my own ethereal flame as I recognized his valor."

His gaze drifting to Hades, the one who had secretly always been their older brother, and it showed as both Valero and Revan adored Hades with every fiber of their being.

"I always looked up to you, Hades.. I had my doubts about Valero, as well as myself.. But I always thought that of all of us, you'd be the more successful. You only wished to push humanity forward.. But you lost touch with the people you sought to help."

A sharp inhale as he would look towards the brother he had originally challenged, his rival since birth. "Valero and I.. Never got along.. Since childhood I blamed him for being the cause of our mother's death, and his redhair was evidence of such.. Yet I think deep down.. I was truthfully jealous that he had gotten something from her.. And I didn't.. But.. It would probably make him happy for me to admit this, but my win loss ratio to him is still one to three.. So I guess I can't ever fix that.. So.. Congrats Valero, you got one last one over me."

A short huff through his nose as he would try to crack some sort of joke, perhaps hoping that the redhead would sit up to make and start to roast him, anything to stop him from talking.

Yet.. Nothing..

"And Finally.. My Father.. The man I thought to be capable of anything when I was a child.. I sought to emulate him in everything he did and was.. Yet.. I simply could never fill those clown shoes of yours, Father.. But.. I promise.. I will take care of Theria, just as you and Rinn had done.. And I will keep those embers you tended for so many years alive."

Stepping forward, Revan would ignite into his own cyan fire, and just as Dun had sent Rinn off, the Patriarch would do the same for the Father and the children of Theria.

"If anyone wishes to say any final words, there spirits will linger so long as there is an ember on their pyre."