Memorial Service

[Alicia Elsdragon]

OOC: This should have been posted in the winter (obviously), but due to not being here for personal reasons, I'm posting it now. I've agreed this with GD Anne. ONLY pc's who were in Midpoint in winter are allowed into this thread! Sorry to be a confusing woman!

And the day itself dawned. The apex of winter's chill, the middle of winter itself, where the frost was apparent from the moment one awoke to the end of the darkening.

The frost, cold like the hearts of the widows and orphans left behind on that day.

As noon approached, members of the Stewards office worked, putting out chairs in the town square. In the centre of Midpoint, where the living worked for the dead to be remembered, people prepared for the service.

And in the centre of the bustle, Alicia Tamaral, Steward of Midpoint, moved around. Her breath misting as she walked she was huddled in a large cloak that covered her small, slight frame.

It was not until one got close to the steward, in fact, that one could see the pregnancy which was obvious when she was not so wrapped up in warmth. Still, she moved furnishings and she hefted chairs.

Come mid day, she was determined, this place would be worthy of those who had died on that day.

And so, noon approached.