Blade Maidens: Closed Fist, Open Hand – 21

“Death is the part no one cares to talk about.

When you’re a soldier, they pay for your death. Your families get a fat coin purse and an apology for your king or general or whoever’s signature the scribe is faking. Half the families can’t even read it.

If you’re brave enough, might even get a statue out of it.

But a dead Hunter? No one’s building a statue. No parades. No tearful apologies to the mum and dad.

May not even know you’ve died until some farmer stumbles upon your fly-bitten corpse in their fields after you took a sword to the belly on a chase.

We tell a story of glory. Or riches. How you can make your own way in this world. Sometimes it’s true, if you’re lucky. But for most of our guild…well, the best they can hope for is that someone’s around to know they’re on their way to Sepestra’s halls when it happens.”

– An entry in the personal journal of former Huntmaster Raynaud Heller, written shortly before his death.