Written September 5th, 2020 1:05 PM

Bringing Gregor back to life – or at least some facsimile of life – was unsettling to say the least. They had spent some time washing him and using Ailith’s disguise kit to make him look more like himself, but it didn’t do much to lessen the unease in the air.

His head was resting in Ace’s lap, one of his hands griped gently in her small one. Talus and Feyra crouched nearby, faces down turned and solemn. Xiv and Ailith stood back, taking their usual places on the outskirts of moments like this.

“Hi, Gregor,” Ace murmured, head bowed. “I’m really sorry this happened to you. Do you want us to bring you back… or would you like to rest in peace?”

Gregor’s body remained still, only his mouth moving. “Let me rest.” Ailith saw Feyra’s shoulders hunched, eyes clenched shut. She laid a hand on Feyra’s shoulder, a gentle reminder that Feyra was not alone in this.

Gregor gave his final wishes – bury him in Dragontower and find someone to look after the town. The group sat in silence once Gregor’s body lay still once more, the loss weighing heavily on them.