<strong>Lilial Ambersight</strong><br/><br/>Lilial blinked for a moment at Celeste's comment, then bowed her head slightly to her, murmuring softly. "Thank you for sharing, Ms. Devonshire."<br/><br/>"Thank you, Ms. Lorrimor, that would be greatly appreciated.  If you'll give me a moment to get more appropriate garb?" Lilial asked, smiling at the younger woman and bowing from the room as she went back to retrieve the dress that she thought appropriate for a funeral.  Returning, she excused herself for a moment to change, taking only a few minutes to do so.<br/><br/>When she returned to the room, Lilial looked quite different.  She was dressed in a sleeveless white toga of fine silk, with just a hint of golden embroidery around the hem.  A number of golden cords cinched it tight about her waist, and she stepped carefully, having changed into a set of thigh-high sandals.  She smiled and spoke once more before they left. "Thank you for the use of your room, Ms. Lorrimor."<br/><br/>Lilial sat politely through the ceremony, eyes closed for much of it, at least until the priest offered the opportunity to give a eulogy.  Lilial opened her eyes and stood, moving to the front and bowing her head for a long moment before speaking, grief in her voice as she looked up with tear-filled golden eyes. "Petros Lorrimor saved my life.  For me, everything keeps coming back to that.  He saw the good that any could aspire to, and he encouraged and taught others.  He taught those he came in contact with to never give up.  He taught us that we should live our lives to their fullest.  And he lived by his beliefs.  He saved a lapsed paladin who had lost her faith from a demon, and restored her faith in others, if not in herself.  He was an adamant foe of those who would raise the dead or use arcane arts for evil, always working instead to stop such even as he delved into old ruins in search of knowledge.  Hero, scholar, and teacher, Petros Lorrimor was more than I am, and I can only strive to follow in his footsteps.  I will never forget him, nor his example."<br/><br/>With that short statement, Lilial sat down, dabbing at the tears that started to escape her.  She took a deep breath to calm herself, and simply nodded at the offer of being a pallbearer.