This news saddens me greatly. I find it hard to believe that this candle may actually be extinguished.
For those who were unaware, Sir Amaranthus Landcharmer was not of Ashbury, or the Deadlands, or Syraandor before it, or even of any barony in Caldaria. He was was Arkellian, a refugee who saw his homeland destroyed hundreds of years before most adventuring today were born. He then made each of the lands I have listed his own through his heroic deeds. However, before people remember him as a great Hero, which he definitely is deserving of being called I want you all to remember his roots. For I could sit and regale to you for hours his self sacrifice of the past decade, giving his life, his spirit, and at times sanity for the protection of those Kingdoms he resided and traveled though; but before this last decade, a short 10 year span, he spent over 600 years as a humble farmer, a life dedicated to the service of others by providing food to a hungry kingdom. When he fought died for the common people of a land, he truly meant it, for he had spent hundreds of years living as one, the peaceful nobility that comes from providing food so others may live. I had always hoped he would return again to a farm somewhere, to again cloak his heart which became troubled by the injustices of the world with the peaceful existence found in farming, to leave the horrors of war behind him.
I hope the letter, which he once left for me to open on this day, is accurate and that he has again found peace. I can only echo to him the words that parchment shares to me now: I am and always will be honored to have been his friend.
I hope he and Veria are together again and happy in whatever realm their spirits now reside.
To those who have more knowledge of his passing, please contact me, as I have his final wishes and will fulfill them for him. If it is not too late for this message to go out: Please, do not burn his body, it was his wish to have it returned to Caldaria.
Thank You,
Qiu Jun-Wu