{!} Slowly, a one-armed, winged Greatling lumbers back into town after an extended absence. He says nothing to no-one, and pauses once by the Spire's noticeboard. A flier is stabbed in place. The Greatling lingers for only a moment more, before departing again. {!}

༺𓆩༒︎𓆪༻
Notice of Death: Fukurō
Firstide 2, 1642
༺𓆩༒︎𓆪༻

It is with great sadness that I pen this message:

Sergeant Fukurō of the Spire's Militia is presumed dead following the battle for Albern's Crossing on the night of Snowmelt 25, 1642. I will attest to his death myself as one of the many witnesses. 
His death comes after his heroic effort to coordinate and assist in the successful defense of Albern's Crossing from the infection's sentient spread, and, in that same vein, assist in saving me from its grasp. 

No body has been recovered.
Any next of kin, please reach out to the Militia to coordinate services. 

I am deeply sorry.

- Eivor