Temel laid to rest - Eleint 6th

H 76/L 56, winds out of the east at 10 mph, .5 inches of rain

It’s mid-afternoon, the skies have just cleared after a bit of rain and the sun peaks out from the clouds when Kevian Droverson greets you, “Good day sirs, the rain is much needed.”

“How are you today, Mayor Droverson?”

Kevian thinks about it for a moment and a gradual smile forms on his face, “Fairly well thank you. I was down in, well what was Temel today clearing out the last bit of the salvageables and uh, yea. I was a good day.”

You are quite pleased to see that Kevian has come to terms with the dismantling of Temel.

“Johan Cross, the carpenter, has taken what was the last of the lumber that he could use. The rest of it has been piled up in the center of town and we were planning on ceremoniously setting it ablaze tonight.” Kevian shuffles his feet a bit, “Do you think you might be able to come down a say a few words? I think everyone is going to be there.”

I will be there! Who knows what manner of creature or miscreant that a big bonfire will attract! Will there be girls there? If so...

Umberto will of course be there. Once the fire is started the president will say a few words.

"This fire is not the not the end of Temel. Temel was not the wood and brick, but the people. Though many lost their lives in protecting this town, they and the spirit of this town burn bright in our hearts. And though this fire will die, the memory we have of Temel shall not. Let us look to the future, to not allow this to happen to our homes again. So say we all" (Couldn't help it...)

“So say we all!” shouts the Temelites.

A few tears are spotted shortly after the president’s speech, but as nights creeps in and the fire dies down, the former inhabitants of this village are eager to get back to their new homes in Rock Hammer.

Kevian, his eyes watered, pats you on the back, “Thank you. Thank you for giving us another chance.”

That wraps up the 6th!