NationStates Jolt Archive

The crowd of friends, family, associates and fellow citizens of the Dominion of Sir Peter the sage gathered on an open area near Mount Blackdome. The late Sir Peter XXIII's son, Sir Peter XXIV stepped up to the podium. "Thank you all for coming. As most of you know, the valley below this mountain was the site of the battle that our nation was founded on. We burn the bodies of our departed leaders here so that they may watch over this land always. My father was an incredible warrior, with an unmatched ferocity in battle. The only thing that did match it was his compassion, and grace toward everyone around him. For those that knew him, you all know this yourselves. I know that my father is sitting alongside the Lord in Paradise." Peter steps down.

ooc: The floor is now open to anyone who wishes to say any words.

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ooc: I'm lazy so I'll just assume friends and family already spoke, including Venus and Gael whose requests to attend were accepted.

"Since everyone is finished speaking I shall set the funeral pyre aflame." Peter grabs the torch and sets it in the pyre. The pyre quickly burns within the following hours Sir Peter XXIII's body is reduced to ash by the flame, and eventually the whole pyre becomes nothing but ash.

"The ceremony is concluded." The crowd began to disperse shortly after. Peter XXIV began to wonder how he would run the Dominion on his own.