The death of Rando
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Plato, one of the Guards known for his vigilence on Sam the Badger's Hill, comments that they should start charging admission fees to the cemetery. "Ain't had this many visitors in years! Fark, when he was ALIVE, Rando never had this many visitors!"
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A large halfer is seen in regular garbs cloaked and hooded grunting by the grave. HE lays a hand down to the ground close to the casket area "Soon we will meet again old freind.. rest well…." he abruptly leaves and grunts at the militia on duty as he walks by…..
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Upon visiting the grave, the circle elder's only comment on the matter seems to be a simple, blunt "Good riddance."
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Another hooded figure takes some time to take a look at the grave.
Those who laugh last, laugh best.
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A pale elf, clad in the red and black of the Sisterhood, visits the grave and offers silent respects.
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A hooded man with a dark cloak stands overlooking the gravesite and remembering the legendary Rando.
"So pasty didn't have the strength or manhood to do it alone and against an unarmed man. Why am I not surprised. I wonder if the barbarians will tolerate such a lack of dishonor, and weak leader."
The figure then leaves.
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Several guards approach Milshot, and with firm respect inform him that Commander Dolvak awaits his appearance in the barracks. They inform him that they are there to "escort" the Champion of Norwick to Dwin so that he can explain the recent goings-on in town.
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Coming back into town from the North as the sun was setting over Norwick, Milshot catches sight of the growing blaze within the compound. Approaching the guards standing watch and speaking with them for a short time he is turned away.
Standing out of the rain under the cover in the square, he watched curiously as the flames eventually died down leaving only the colum of smoke rising into the night.
Seeing the casket being taken in the direction of the graveyard and draped with the colors of Norwick, he assumes that a guard has passed and has received a burial worthy of such. He mumbles something quietly to himself and heads to the inn to speak with the guards about the ceremony and see if he can learn the name of the fallen soldier.
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_As the sun sets in Norwick on this day of wild activity, a great blaze is lit within the confines of the inner gates. The gates themselves are locked, and guards are posted outside.
Rumors eventually tell of Dwin carrying Rando's body out of the barracks in full Norwick Militia uniform. Dwin solemnly laid the body on the pire while the guards all stood with blades drawn and raised in, unbelievably to some, honor.
As the body was placed on the pyre, Dwin stood for several minutes in quiet thought. Dwin then turned to the assembled guards, said some words (which were not recorded) about Rando's long service to Norwick and unfortunate end, and how he believes that in his heart, Rando thought he was doing the right thing. He then was handed a torch which he used to light the pyre.
Eventually, the guards were dismissed. Several entered the Boarshead, where presumably, much of this story originated. It is said that Dwin remained at the pyre well into the night, and even until the next dawn when the smoldering ashes and Norwick Guard armor was all that was left.
A casket was eventually brought from the Friar's, and the remains were gently placed within. the casket was then, unceremoniously brought to the previously dug grave and placed within. A temporary marker was left at the gravesite, assumedly where the stone marker will be palced, when complete. The ground was covered over, and a pair of guards remain at the site to deal with any "curious" visitors._
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Not much later, several Norwick Scouts return through the souther gates trailing many logs and "borrowed" coal in a cart. They enter the inner gates of the Great hall, and some people that catch a glimpse say that a large pyre is being built near the barracks.
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_The next morning, Dwin enters the cemetery with 5 of his guards. Each holds a shovel.
They walk to a barren area in the corner of the cememtery where there are several other large memorial stones. Not an area for "commoners."
Dwin points to a plot, and the guards begin to dig. Its the work of less than an hour to dig a large hole.
Dwin has one of the lads jump in and measure the height. Nodding his approval, he leaves two of the guards stationed at the hole and returns to town with the others._
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keen observers in and around Norwick watch for the body being moved or laid to rest and where
