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Name: Burial Site of Darl'ne Fal'ir, Sister of Ang'l Fal'ir.

Location: Southernmost island.

History: Darl'ne Fal'ir committed suicide here after being raped. Ang'l Fal'ir spent five years building the monument that now stands over her grave. Her body was not moved from its resting place. Another smaller monument lays off to the side. This monument is for the only other visitor to the island. That visitor sadly found it and was killed by Ang'l Fal'ir in a fit of grief while he was building the large monument. Most of the local villagers have never set foot inside the cleared ground, but they have all watched him build it, but they have never been asked to help, most had never even been seen.

Layout: Dense jungle with a small beach. Dense coral reefs only allow small ships to land in one place. A shallow inlet has a small wooden dock built on it. There is just enough space for a small skiff.A large path made of dark dirt led from the dock to a small cave, which winded around the island until it reached a remote Geosn settlement. A small paved path from the dock leads into the jungle to the center of the island. A large stone monument stands above the sorrounding foliage. Gems are implanted into the tall, curving stone. (Think of a corkscrew). Words are enscribed on the pillar.

And as they lit the candle,
The room was cast in aglow.
The light lingered until
the last person exhaled
their final breath,
and extinguished the
flame of mortality.

Here lies Darl'ne Fal'ir.
She took her life to protect another's.
May her spirit always reign in its own world.

Off to the end of the clearing is a smaller monument. Simple, unadorned, and bearing no words, just a long gash in the middle of the rock and a large brown discoloration, resembling blood.

Towards the north there is a small Geosn settlement, with a modest sized Mana well. The settlers there stayed well away from the monument, for they know of Ang'l Fal'ir, and his crazed obsession with peace, and what he will do to keep the monument clean.

In the jungle there are adandoned villages and huts from the previous villagers. Most were driven out of they're homes because of pestilence, famine, or rapid animals. A single mana well in the middle of the jungle, the stones making it eroding rapidly. A crude game trail leads from it in several directions, some to a popular nesting area, some to shelter from rain. Even more to foraging grounds, but only one leads from the monument.

Lara walked through the dense forest and came upon a small beach and saw Faith lieing in the sand. She walked over to him snd gave him a puzzled look. "What are you doing here." Her staff lay in her hand and a bucket in her other hand. She came to the beach often to gather shells. The visitor puzzled her and she couldn't imagine why he was here.

Lara shrugged and walked over to the north side of the beach while gathering shells. As she finished she walked back into the woods and sat down and got out a small picnic basket. Lara got out a lemonade and drank it slowly while staring up at the clear blue sky.