The end of a divine empire

Twig: The Battlemaster has passed on to another life. She will be sadly missed by Macbeth, Scrunt, Cassie, and Corrigan, her minions. Her arch-nemesis Dayle honours her passing as only Dayle can… by ignoring it completely. Her house servants, the family of Silver, are in mourning at this juncture. This mourning will be tempered by the knowledge that Twig’s god-like powers are forever undisputed, and the battlemaster will live on somewhere, probably lounging between Chestnut and Willow’s paws as in days gone by.

It is unknown who, if anyone, will step up to take over the role of uncontested ruler of the Silver household.

4 Comments

  • diyeana

    March 5, 2005 at 1:47 pm

    Ahhhh, I’m so sorry to you and your household.

  • ashkitty

    March 5, 2005 at 1:58 pm

    I’m sorry. 🙁

  • linguafranca

    March 5, 2005 at 2:15 pm

    Poor kitty. I’m so sorry.

  • jerronimo

    March 5, 2005 at 2:33 pm

    🙁