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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Gwaihir" data-source="post: 2888828" data-attributes="member: 14487">Location: Antioch, The Patriarchs FuneralThe Mongrel and the Mitre is swarming with people as the Funeral begins at 10AM.You wake up and exit the Inn, pushing through the crowds, into St Rhians Square, where you find it to be even more crowded. It is a sunny but crisp morning. A large stage has been built of wood near the entrance to St Rhians Church. (Black Square on Map.) The entire area around the High Church Hill is  cordoned off by church warriors of all types all clad in a ceremonial black tabard. (Green Line). You expect that if you would work your way along the line, you would find Trailen somewhere.People pack the area as far as you can see, in some cases they hang out of windows or stand on statues in order to get a better look.The dignitaries, including the Cardinal Archbishops, clad all in Red but wearing tall black hats,  are already on the stage. You notice a group of ornately dressed folks on the other side of the stage, which you take to be royalty or representatives of the King. Twelve knights clad in shining armor, wearing the same black tabard as those making up the cordon are moving the ornate casket without difficulty onto the stage. The crowds are mostly quiet and respectful, though an occasional temper flairs over the jostle for postition. As you move through the crowd you hear little talk, mostly parents telling smaller children to sit still, be quiet or don't wipe your nose on you new shirt.Several others are telling stories about the Patriarch, who came into his gift of healing very early, one of the best and brightest of St. Keoughtom's order. It seems the people thought well of him, regaurding him as a kindly man. The knights settle the casket onto the catafalque prepared for it, then depart behind the stage. The Archbishop of St. Rhian rises, walks to the pulpit on the stage, waits a moment for quiet, and speaks in what could only be a magically amplified voice."Let us pray..."The Funeral has begun.</blockquote>

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