Obituary – Dodem Ansibar (402–453)
It is with deep sorrow that we announce the passing of Dodem Ansibar (402–453), who fell at the Battle of the Sundering Sun alongside the greater part of his host.
A minor noble of the Grass Kingdom, Dodem was renowned for his love of arithmancy, dry wit, and exuberant flair on the ballroom floor. He was a man of few qualms and many smiles, whose booming laughter could often be heard echoing in the halls of the Ansibar estate. His children fondly recall the many nights Dodem spent settled beside their beds, reciting poetry long after they politely asked him to stop. The world has become a quieter place for his passing, but deep silences always follow the stories most worthy of remembrance. Beloved by his friends, family, and subjects, Dodem will be sorely missed.
Dodem is survived by his daughter Maridaut and his son Pelric, newly ascended Lord of the Dead and Necromancer Undying, who has sworn unrelenting vengeance upon those responsible for his father’s demise.
Following the battle, Dodem’s remains were recovered by the Divine Order of the Casque, who have since undertaken the sacred rites to prepare him for his journey into the next life. Funeral service to be held at the Ansibar estate upon the waxing of the second moon.
All are welcome to attend.
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Obituary – Dodem Ansibar (402–453; 455–463)
It is with renewed sorrow that we announce the second passing of Dodem Ansibar (402–453; 455–463), who recently succumbed to vampyric fever at the contested age of either fifty-nine, sixty-one, or eight.
Resurrected by his son, the Necromancer Undying, Dodem served as Immortant Prime to the Lord of the Dead, commanding his legions against all who dared oppose him. Though impervious to all weapons of steel and flesh, the venom of a bloodsucking vampyre proved fatal to the undead general, whose absence will weigh heavily upon the hearts of all who knew him, living and otherwise. Those close to Dodem relate that he wished to be remembered for his toothy smile and exquisite bone structure, though it is unknown whether this was said in jest; Dodem’s humor often toed the line between sincerity and absurdity, a balance he considered an apt reflection of his existence as a whole.
Dodem is predeceased by his son, Pelric, who was recently cast down from the Skullbone Throne by his sister, Maridaut; thus were the Prophecies of Sulfur and Salt fulfilled, and an end brought to the Master of Death’s grim campaign of un-living domination.
Dodem is survived by his daughter Maridaut, who has vowed to create a new Holy Order of hunters to eradicate the vampyric scourge that returned her father to the grave and continues to ravage the Grass Kingdom. Though placed on opposite sides of the undead war, Dodem and Maridaut always remained close, often exchanging numeric riddles and snappy repartee beneath temporary banners of truce. She wishes to convey that Dodem never asked for a second life, but made the most of what he was given, nonetheless.
Funeral service to be held at the Cathedral Mýurno pending recovery of the body, which the Order of the Casque has expressed some difficulty in locating…
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Obituary – Dodem Ansibar (402–453; 455–463; 463–559)
It is with continued mourning that we report the tertiary passing of Dodem Ansibar (402–453; 455–463; 463–559), who was pierced through the heart and subsequently immolated this past Thursday during the Mohallah Tavern’s weekly trivia night. His age is now a matter of divine interpretation.
A founding member of the Brotherhood of the Suckled Vein, Dodem was lauded for his ‘mercy feedings,’ granting the terminally ill and mortally wounded dignified passage beyond this mortal veil. He was also a numerologist of some renown, celebrated within the vampyric community for his groundbreaking work on the efficient enumeration of various quantities of salt. Cherished by all who knew him—living, dead, and those lost somewhere in between—Dodem’s loss will be deeply felt.
Dodem is predeceased by both of his children, whose cataclysmic clash before the Skullbone Throne nearly a century ago still sends ripples through our world today. Dodem could often be found settled peacefully beside their graves, murmuring poetry to the stones or gazing in silence across the rolling fields of pampas and prairie fire that have come to define the Grass Kingdom.
He is survived by the Brotherhood, his loving coven, and his trivia team, the Silver Linings, who have vowed to seek compassionate rehabilitation for the vampyre hunter responsible.
Dodem often said his life had left enough violence in its wake, and that revenge had brought him naught but sorrow. Those that knew him longest recall that it was his son’s thirst for retribution that first pulled Dodem from the grave; perhaps, he would find it fitting that it was vampyre hunter, ordained in the Holy Order his daughter once created to avenge him, that finally returned him to it. Knowing Dodem, he would certainly have found it amusing, if nothing else.
Rest well, Dodem Ansibar. May this be your final and everlasting slumber.
Funeral service will be held at the Mohallah Tavern, where Dodem’s ashes will be cast to the wind, bearing him into the worlds beyond.
All are welcome to attend.
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Ⓒ Sam E. Sutin
