The eternal enemy of time had finally set it's claws into her body.
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Wounds of past battles haunted. The mechanical parts of replacements began to falter and while they could always be repaired... the surgeries and the energy it took to recover had become harder to overcome. The scars in the tissue that remained was beginning to weaken her internals... And so, in the silent moments between the everlasting fights- she'd written wills of what would happen, should she not return from the battles she fought...
Letters to be passed out, neatly stacked on the desk of her office. Each wrapped in a golden envelope. Letters of grattitude, regret and of distributing of her belongings.
A reassurance... that came with instructions of what were to be of her body, should it be found:
A request to be buried upon Pyre, with the armor upon her back, and the weapon at her side..
A reassurance- that came to play far too soon after pen had inked the papers.
Breaths drew heavy
The days had grown heavier.
Motions slower.
Up until the very end, she'd fought undeath, the magical beasts and struggled with the constant wars.. She'd tried her best to find ways to defeat the rising normalcy of necromancy, and the growing and cruel rule of the corrupt Seneschal and Delphina.But time....
Wounds of past battles haunted. The mechanical parts of replacements began to falter and while they could always be repaired... the surgeries and the energy it took to recover had become harder to overcome. The scars in the tissue that remained was beginning to weaken her internals... And so, in the silent moments between the everlasting fights- she'd written wills of what would happen, should she not return from the battles she fought...
Letters to be passed out, neatly stacked on the desk of her office. Each wrapped in a golden envelope. Letters of grattitude, regret and of distributing of her belongings.
A reassurance... that came with instructions of what were to be of her body, should it be found:
A request to be buried upon Pyre, with the armor upon her back, and the weapon at her side..
A reassurance- that came to play far too soon after pen had inked the papers.
Soon, the Warrior was no longer seen outside in the wilds.. And with the end of a Giants blessing- a part of the Felinae with Giant heritege faltered.
It happened silently, and in the night...
That the last breath of Kosta Garijn was taken, and she drifted to the afterlife, embraced and led to the halls of Heroes by the magical blade of Calesvole to feast alongside her gods Enarr and Ualdir.
(ooc: Thank you to everyone who made Kosta's story as fun and fantastic as it has been. To the mods that made the challange of Calesvol, and to the villains that I have battled. To the allies who have helped her and the sick events that we played through: I truly appreciate every single one of you, and I'm sorry if this dissappoints, and for my absence leading up to this. I wish you all the best <3)
(ooc: Thank you to everyone who made Kosta's story as fun and fantastic as it has been. To the mods that made the challange of Calesvol, and to the villains that I have battled. To the allies who have helped her and the sick events that we played through: I truly appreciate every single one of you, and I'm sorry if this dissappoints, and for my absence leading up to this. I wish you all the best <3)
THE END