The night was long. It was already midnight, but instead of resting for the long day ahead, Xenia was far too busy overseeing the burial rites of their fallen seer. Beirut didn't deserve to be buried in a place far away from the castle, but the war had forced their hand, and they had to make do with what they had.
Silently, she stood at attention as the Head Wizard Lurio began the funeral rites. Beirut's body was covered with the finest length of cloth they could spare, and they've done all that they can to properly care for the body. All that was left was for them to properly proceed with the rites, which they had to heavily modify due to being in the middle of a potential battlefield.
