It's a terrible day for rain

Saren had heard the news that Aureus was dead. He wasn’t destroyed by it but it still felt terrible. The man was originally his mentor and while they hadn’t spent a large amount of time together he still thought well of Aureus. He had tried to help Saren with the knowledge he had and that deserved recognition. Saren mourned for the lost chances and the possibilities that were now gone, Aureus was off to be with the rest of their passed family now, to wherever the descendants of Abraxas went.

Saren took his turn to approach the funeral pyre and placed down a small bundle of herbs. Whispering to himself as well as possibly the spirit of Aureus “Oh what could have been you clever man.” Stepping back to take his place amongst the crowd he took his seat within the solemn atmosphere.