Will

[Sulajin]

*A note set aside in Sulajin's study*

Things are hard. Life, despite what a few fools may believe, is not nice. I know I have enemies. There are those who hate me for what I was born, what I have become, or whst I represent. In time they will come to me, for me. Should I fall this is what is to happen.

First, my wealth, and my collection are to go to my wife, Khiskiva. Even in death, my wife and mate shall know my protection.

My land, and my territory go to my eldest son, Gom'zal. This is right, and this is proper. I hope he shall tend it well, and stay true to his family.

For my daughters, T'ief, Iyaz, and Kintala, my scrolls, my rituals, and my magic. They need not fear weakness of flesh with cunning mind.

To my closest friend and companion, Muir who is called Niethan. To him I leave a burden. On his shoulders may rest the well being of my treasured children. In adition, the remainder of my glass eyes, that one day the collection will be complete.

For my apprentice, and companion Vilmah, I leave the beasts that have carried me. Like them, she seldom receives her due for the weights she bears.

To Sanctuary I leave the remainder, that it may prove useful.

My will is now known. Sulajin K'Thull Bloodbreaze

[Sulajin]

*Next to the first*

Strange. While in my favorite antiquities shop I overheard one of the zombies discussing the contents of a 'will'. This is a thing humans do to reassure themselves of the fate of their posessions after their passing.

This idea is not a bad one...

[Ninorra]

My will is now known. Sulajin K'Thull Bloodbreaze

((He took Khiskiva's last name?? That's so sweet!))

[Sulajin]

((He's a big softy at heart! Muwaaaaaaw! He so keyewt!))