R.I.P. Urdnot Charr

‎"Oh blue roes of Illium.
If these humble words reach you.
Then I have joined my ancestors.
My dream was to be by your side.
A weed beside your beauty.
Twining together in the Tuchanka sun.
But if my last days be with Krannt instead of kindness.
Still I will remember the perfume of your scent, and the softness of your petals.
Let my bones build a wall around your garden.
So you and the flower we planted together.
Can grow safe and strong."

R.I.P. Urdnot Charr