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A trip in the night - Farewell Hardoleth.
Written by: Blince
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As the hooded figure of Blince strode towards the now absently attended grave of the late Hardoleth, he gave a few glances about at the night sky. It was a clear night, not a cloud in the sky with the moon shining bright. It made it easier for him to see, and with that finding the grave took less time than he thought. As he stopped upon it, and stared at the recently disturbed earth, his arms crossing over his chest slowly while he smirks.
“So I suppose you were going to die before me, Hardo.” Blince began, “Never thought it would be you. We’ve had our differences, and our problems with each other. Though, I guess the reference of me being in your will had to say something about what you thought of me. If Neyaa does pass, I will take care of the kid. You can raise up all you want, I made that promise. And if he ain’t my kid, me raising him however shouldn’t matter, ay?”
Blince then leant down, and pulled something from his jacket. He placed it down upon the grave, and stood once more, continuing his farewell.
“I’ll have to say cheers for lookin’ after Hyrien. Not that you did as a job, but you did help her a lot. I owe you that. And in return I suppose I should come to your grave. I wasn’t going to go to the funeral. They’ve been my type of thing. And I guess this way, if you can raise up, you’ll do it now and tell me to go jump off a cliff…” Blince glanced left, and then right as he noted nothing happening.
“Suppose you’re letting me off easy, then. Anyhow. Hope you’re doin’ well wherever it is that you’ve gone. And anythin’ that was bad between us, on my part atleast… Well, consider it forgotten. You were a better man than I’ll ever give you credit for. I’ll watch over what remains of your family as best I can.”
Blince once more paused, watching the grave for any sign of reaction from the passed Captain of The Bloody Dawn
“Then, this is farewell.”
Without another word, Blince turned, and disappeared into the dark of the night as quickly as he appeared, with a tree branch waving enough for the moonlight to get through, and show the red rose placed atop that of the rest of his well wishers.
