Eugene could not remember that much of his old classmate, Demitri. The boys had attended school together, but when Demitri left to pursue his desire to be a warrior, he and Eugene lost touch. Eugene was fortunate, his family owned the tavern, and he had no need to leave Merton. The funeral came as no surprise. Although Eugene had never been to war, he knew what war looked like.

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Another war. Another body.

Eugene slouched into his chair and sat with his thoughts for a moment. He was tired of attending funerals, but was interested to see who would stumble into town. A funeral in Merton meant a childhood reunion for Eugene.