Xaevier's boots snapped bits of gravel beneath them as he slowed outside the gates that lead to Rhy'Din's Memorial Cemetery. The various headstones were eyed beneath the forelocks of sandy blonde as he proceeded within. The soft sounds of the birds cawing within the breeze had either ear of his twitch with warmth. Sentient life signaled a quiet foundation. The libram within his left hand was opened, fingers cupping around the binding as he quietly assessed bookmarked page that he turned to.

"Good fortune to you, warriors. Passed ones. May the light carry you." He softly muttered, his head lifting to regard the tombstones that surrounded him. A slow, steady nod followed as the libram was closed, and the paladin turned to make his way from the site. Quietly, he continued, "These bodies are at peace. I only pray they remain so.."