A tragic loss...

Mikesamus sighed quietly, it has been a long and interesting night. He sat at the stone table in the quiet tower of the Healer Ithilwen. He got out a quill and parchment and began to write...
"To the members of Tel'Mithrim...
Q'wellen Athori has perished. It greives me to write this letter to you but he gave it to me as his final request before he faced off aganist a foe he had no chance in defeating. Q'wellen went up aganist this enemy alone, even as his friends begged to assist and after losing the sword known as "Wrath". Even as he stood in front of us all bleeding to death he wished no assistence in going up aganist one of the Glade's most powerful enemies. Q'wellen stood alone aganist Khellenduras the Lich in the lich's own temple, he sacraficed his life for the Glade and I for one will remember his bravery forever. Q'wellen, as your last request I am writing this letter to your fellow guild mates so that they may know the amazing courage and prowess of your will. Q'wellen you will be remembered forever in the Glade, in your guild, and by me.

Namaarie Q'wellen Athori

Mikesamus stood after writing this and sighed, he walked back to the Silver Arrow and posted it on the the message board and soon went back home to rest and to think of what has just transpired...

-Mikesamus