Dear Pepsi,

We had hoped to send you a wand of "Cure Not-So-Light Wounds," but we couldn't afford it. So we bought you this card instead. Hope you're feeling better and don't mess with any stray Warforged.

Love,
The Gang

R.I.P. M Ortel

M Ortel was a Warforged of undetermined years, who enjoyed playing with his flute and his wooden grapes. He spent a somewhat lonely existence wandering the streets of Sharn until he was recently welcomed by a group of adventurers. Ortel's prospects were brightened when these adventurers, his adopted family, invited Ortel to join them in an adventure to Darguun. The highlight of Ortel's young life came when he discovered his creator, LeiAna, who also joined the adventure to Darguun. The poor Warforged's life was cut tragically short in the Mournlands when, during an attempt to save his half-orc friend, Shump, he was senselessly cleft in twain, then those pieces were cleft in twain, and so forth by a raging half-ogre. Ortel's last words as he lay "dying" were, "I see the birdie." He is survived by his creator, LeiAna.

In lieu of flowers, please make donations to any of House Cannith's artificers guilds.

Artificer Times (Sharn Edition)

R.I.P. Shump

Shump, a half-orc, was born some 20 years ago in the Shadow Marches. His early years were spent trudging through the swamplands near his home searching for dragonshards. In his teens he worked briefly as a mercenary for House Tharashk. The last few years he spent as a laborer at the shipyards of Sharn and enjoyed relaxing in the evenings in his cave far below the city while listening to the waves crashing against the rocks. He thought that fortune had finally smiled on him when he received a summons to escort a party from House Cannith into Darguun on a mysterious mission to the Mournlands. Known for his size, strength, dim-wittedness, and haggling abilities, Shump fell in battle as he was sliced to pieces by a raging half-ogre. He is survived by his mother, Elsie, two brothers, Throng and Macca, and one sister, Honoria.

In lieu of flowers the family is accepting donations of dragonshards and gold.

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