A visitor taking a break from his vacation - which, earlier that week he clarified was just a break from his break - cleaning up some headstones. In truth, anyone who didn't know the man would consider it an odd sight. But those who did would find it saddening. The headstones, still blank aside for the Aeternum crest resting in the middle of them, were filthy and overgrown, and despite dreading to come here for the past week or two, he found much more distress in the states the headstones were in. His children - his babies, six feet under and no one cared.
Anger flared in his chest for less than a moment before he got to cleaning up, ears pinned to his head as he pulled weeds from the ground.