From: Heath LEES (muddy999_at_bigpond.com)
Date: Sat Sep 06 2003 - 12:02:05 BST
Garrott stands painfully, leaning heavily upon his shield. A foul look crosses his face and he lets a slow deep rumble like the shifting of the bones of the Earth escape his chest. Looking down at the remains, he allows his face to eflect the warriors calm and he remembers he has seen scenes like this in the few battles he had attended with his kindred and of late. With the rumbling ended, he hisses as he leans forward and uses Kalais' bedroll to cover the remains.
"There is no sense in pursuing the beat, it is gone and it is likely that the remains will be consumed quickly, before the other scavengers come." The big wariror allows a flicker of pain to cross his features and he looks to Farli. "Now it is but we my friend that are left. I wish Kerrick were here so we could track the beast...that Ork could find a pebble in a land slide." His eyes take on a far away look and then he returns his gaze to the bedroll and blankets. "No, there will be no Cairn...he shall be cremated, it is what he would want... nothing left." The big warrior looks about the then limps back to the cart. "We need wood."
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