Farewell to Thee

Gossamer left Ásta to tend to the cauldron of chamomile tea that she'd brewed and was trying to keep warm for any who needed a calming, warm drink before tending back to the clean up. The news had reached her that Keahi and Ruga had passed away in the flood. She followed after Kylfa and saw her father and Isa with the bodies. Gossamer swore softly. So close, they'd been so close to escaping without loss of life. Though she wasn't particularly close with the two she knew a funeral would need to be prepared.

Gossamer approached the duo. "Do you wish for me to clean and prepare the bodies? I can send Ásta for flowers for the funeral if you wish." She hated to send them off so muddy and beaten. Though her gifts were used to heal the living she was certain she could tend to the dead. Make them look as though they were just sleeping. She did have some special perfumes she could use as well if her father thought the idea was decent enough. Gossamer did not know the funeral rights of Keahi or Ruga's beliefs but she'd do her best to follow instruction.