The night was calm, perhaps too calm. The residents were beginning to get used to a normal life; at least they tried not to remember the events of recent days, for the moral aspect increasingly forced them to wonder: one can give everything when wanting to unite...
With the arrival of morning, the residents poured into the street, heading first and foremost to the Temple. Care for the soul is far more important than worldly affairs; unfortunately, Xostor had arrived before everyone else, or perhaps he hadn't arrived at all... at least his body lay upon the altar: some slanted symbols were carved into his same own flesh, and an umbrella lay by his feet. Those present pitied the deceased, however, soon their mood shifted to fear: Nebo's head was giving instructions to its body for reunification, and soon he fully returned to the living.
The visitors noted one peculiarity: the urn with Gur was covered in a dark veil.
Many were shocked by what happened in the Sanctuary; only Ta kotoraya... was taciturn, avoiding those around her
| # | Player | Status |
1 | Devoted to I.A.O. [/FONT][/color] [/b] |

