<strong>Name;</strong>Mizuki Silverwing<br/><strong>Location;</strong>Everesta<br/><strong>Tagged;</strong>Anyone<br/><br/>Mizuki was part of the group of people who had been standing closer to the platform and therefore been part of the smaller circle around it. She had looked around during the ceremony and found herself recognizing several of the people in attendance, most of them were well known figure and adventurer of some repute. It somehow warms her heart that they had took the time to at least be present and civil with each other for the occasion despite that some of them are from factions that usually be at odds with each other, that more than anything tells her just how much of a loss Zachariah was. She was amazed when the female fire mage summons a white flame which spread among the crowd, including herself; It felt strange to be covered in fire yet wasn't burned to a crisp. Instead, the fire seem to cover her with gentle warmth not unlike a caress from a friend and if what she saw around her was correct, the others seem to be experiencing the same.<br/><br/>Her amazement just increase when she saw dozens of spirits appears on the sky and proceed to give their salute toward the burning pyre in respect, it didn't took long for her to know who were behind such spectacle, 'Morgul....' It wasn't lost to her that it was how the necromance showed his respect to the fallen drow and she knew Eldrith would appreciate the gesture. As the ceremony approaches its climax, she hears someone in the crowd starts singing, a song that she recognize. She should, it originated from her birth-land afterall and it seem that several other people had recognized the song too, most of them of elven race. Mizuki closed her eyes as a sad smile appears on her lips, 'I guess its fitting for the occasion....' She turns her face to the sky as she too starts to sing along which seem to inspire the others as one by one, they started to follow her example, showing that it wasn't an accident why her race used to be mistaken as angels. Her race was well known as song writers and while they sounds great singing alone, they sounds best when singing together with others.<br/><br/>It might had been a superstition or an accident but none of that matter as if symbolizing each other, the rising white flame seem to recede and disappears into the sky just at the same time when the song ended and she finally lets her tears fall. Noone knew for sure what comes after death but at least for the moment, she wanted to believe that Zachariah's soul had been found worthy to be placed besides the Goddess herself and basked in her everlasting love. She then brings her face down as she looks toward Eldrith who is now down on her hands and knees wailing to the loss of a very good friend. She breaks out from the circle and approaches the woman who is being comforted by Victoria and Morgul. She knelt next to her and she too silently put her hand around the grieving elf, at least to let her know that she was there for her.