Dawnlark Plains VI

The scene felt messy.

Sudden tragedy always ways and it was best to find ways to clean things up. A glance over his shoulder shows him the figure of their bard, their Hǣlend. He had half a mind to tell the man this was his work now. To tend to the dead and see it fit she find final rest somewhere.

But it was winter and he was not nearly close enough to know how she wanted these last moments.

Her death was a mark upon them, one that could not be washed away by burying her.

But it could be overlaid with somebody else's own downfall.

He would follow Augur and Tulimaq.