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[David]

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Davids body was upon the morticians table in Brittain. However the mortician had not drained his body of blood because he claimed it was not the way to care for a Angel instead he had anointed the body with holy oil from the shrine of Compassion, and had layed Davids sheild upon his chest with his sword upon it centerd verticaly. The mortician looked to the undertaker instructing him to take Davids body to the bottom of Reg Volum. There David would be burried inside a sarcaphagus and to seal it.

The Funeral service was a speedy one though many there wept tears of sadness David had wrote a small poem that the Undertaker read out loud.

"Friends of David and fellow Brothers and Sisters of Brittain we are here today to say farewell to David, a true friend of everyone whom tried in all he did to do the right thing. Though we did not know him long he will be missed, however he wrote a small poem to be heard by everyone in a time like this."

Day is like night
though it is dark and not light.
Time will go by and know I will be alright
Cry and weap not for me but be happy in my departure
for I will be watching you all from the kingdom in the sky
and mayhaps we shall meet again another time
Talk to me when in need of a friend I will be there for you.
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David, The Undead Warrior

[Nephi]

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Although under so much anger and hate, Nephi attended the ceremony. "I am sorry friend" He said under his breath with a look of disappointment.

Nephi got up to say his last remarks for David.

"I only knew him for a month now. I had high hopes for him in Sanctus. He was forgiven of his bad choices, but in the end they came up to destroy him. They left him for dead, walked off with an accomplished strut. I promise you David you will be avenged, That I can keep and i will not sleep or eat till it happens."

A moment of silence fell after Nephi's words, and he looked around and walked away quietly, with his head down so low.