Shava, last of the party invited from afar now takes a turn to step up to the podium
Shava's wings took a dull tone as she remembered her past with this man who was once her mentor "The professor, he was the man that showed me how to be ok with myself. Since birth my oracles curse has sat on my shoulders like a weight pinning me to the ground. I spent much time in my youth truthfully running from it. I would settle in some place, things would go well then one day someone would scare me or stress me out and i would speak in tongues then i would simply run not knowing what i was even saying and not wanting to face people worrying they would hate me. till i met the professor that is. He heard me talking and he knew what i was saying, he told me it was the language of angels and that i should love it. he showed me that this force that has always pushed me is not evil, but divine! Through him that weight i carried was lifted, and with its uplifting i found my wings, a gift from my lady Pharasma when i finally started listening and heard her pushing me to help people and aid in the cycle of life. I pledge that i will hold the professor in my heart forever till i see him in the next life, no matter if that is tomorrow or at the end of a long elven life. Ill miss you, please professor, meet the pale lady with a smile on your face"
Finishing her speech Shava's wings shone a brilliant gold as she shone with literal pride at the memory of her mentor before quietly taking her seat amoung the gathered people once more.