|Tanith 'Kordson' Creed|
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The sight of his dead brother resting in the earth drives home his absence but the big Kordite refuses to let such negative thoughts dominate the service. Among the Brawler's faithful funerals were meant to be a joyous celebration and Tanith meant to show his living friends what honoring a friend's death should look like. He smiles slightly and squeezes Carina's hand before stepping forward.
"I wish I'd met Cuetzpalli when he first arrived in Diamond Lake. I was too involved in my own b%~&%%*% with Smenk and the mines but I think if I'd met him sooner I might have cleaned up my own life and come to know Kord sooner. He was brave, strong, and loyal to a fault all virtues the Brawler teaches us to inspire in others. In his own way I believe he was doing Kord's will long before I started."
Tanith nods and matches the gaze of the assembled.
"I know it hurts to be apart but we should all take joy in knowing that even now Cuetzpalli feasts in Ysgard, among warriors and heroes as great as he was. His death is a loss but he would not want us to linger on it. He's enjoying the rewards that best of him has earned - his strength, his bravery, his hope in the face of suffering - and it's those parts of Cuetzpalli that we should remember and hold in our hearts as we live on."