Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160602184114/@comment-25828117-20160617190339

The priest drew Arkay's sigil in the ashes and remained quiet for a moment. Hoping he wouldn't be disturbed.

"The god Arkay was once like us, bound to winding mortality. But he willingly gave up this existence that we might better understand the vagaries of life and death. It is through the ebb and flow of this cosmic tide that we find renewal and, in the end, peace. May the spirits of all those who have left this world and its suffering know the beloved serenity of Aetherius... And may we one day rejoin them in eternity."