A funeral procession.....



  • The sails warehouse door opens and a hooded man with a lit torch soon leaves it going into the dock areas. His torch seems of a special sort producing much smoke and ash though at a calm pace. Next tribune Ashire follows in a completely royal blue expensive garmet a vieled stiff figure with a rather swollen chest laying upon a tablet of sorts in his arms. A young man is at his side the only noteable trait quickly noticed similar to the tribune is a similiar eerie blue gaze. After him two more torch carriers follow. The tribune and the young man always keep their eyes ahead almost as if they're walking ghosts not noticing anything around them. The only sound eminating from the group besides their footsteps on the stone floor being a chant the tribune speaks in a very odd tongue.

    The group walks slowly and deliberately in nearly half steps until they disapear into the undercity, any nonblooded that followed the group being turned away. The group disapears into one of the towers within.

    Any that ask would soon find out that the tribune's wife has died.
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  • the Captain can be seen observing the procession from afar, offering Dre her condolences afterwards, and a hug for old times sake

    Another man in green and ebony robes can be seen with the other men in green and ebony robes. He doesn't say anything unless spoken to.



  • Another man in ebony and green robes is in attendance, standing sometimes with his peer and sometimes not. He offers to condolence to the Tribune separately.


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    The Pale Man merely stands quiet as usual, watching it pass.



  • A man draped in ebony and green robes, can be seen in attendance as well. He solemnly accompanies the procession down into the Undercity. After paying his respects and before taking his leave he can be seen having a word with blue-eyed man and offering his condolences.



  • Pavel, also known as Tsu Ma, attends the procession, quietly gliding with it, his garment a black one - for once including a shirt, and his expression a calm almost serene one, his grey eyes tinged with a sadness as they watch not only the carried figure, but also the procession and the surroundings. Being a blooded, he follows the procession to the tower in the undercity.