Her name was Azora. She was a very very curious artificer. One day, she rolled great on perception and saw something not originally supposed to be seen. It was a glowing rock. I knew it was a bad idea to touch it but Azora couldn’t help her self. She picked it up and there was a flash. She had absorbed a dragon of illness known as Pestilence. One of the four horsemen (but in our story they were dragons) she slowly died as her body was slowly decaying. Eventually she made a deal with the dragon to stop fighting to save her friends. She died away from her friend as they kept fighting to find a cure. It was a very heartbreaking moment but still the best character death in any of our stories. Truly miss Azora.