"I... I know," Kendra said. "It's hard to believe he's gone. So.. suddenly." She bit back tears, holding herself firm and composed, as she took a deep, shuddering breath.<br/><br/>Sarytha and the other pallbearers came together, and hefted the casket, beginning the slow progression through the graveyard, towards the open grave. They didn't make it far, however, before a group of nearly a dozen townsfolk stepped out, gathering around the smaller group. The tallest, an elderly, wiry man, who looks like he'd seen fighting in his youth, speaks up.<br/><br/>"That’s far enough. We been talking, and we don’t want Lorrimor buried in the Restlands. You can take him upriver and bury him there if you want, but he ain’t goin’ in the ground here!"