Bonesplinter Ravine ScoobyNatural

"Maybe, it is difficult to tell, because most of these bones are quite old," Wraen would not have minded them being young, fresh and covered with meat. Then she laughed, as the guy struggled to spell out the name of cornucopia, and finally felt pity for his poor brain and offered a simple term instead: "Horn of plenty. Legend says that, if you have it, it gives you all kinds of foods. Everything you wish."

"Valhalla is a type of Heaven for Norse warriors. When they die - preferably on the battle-field - then their souls are guided by valkyries to this place, where they can fight all day long, in the evening they all heal and feast all night long. A perpetual circle, but it would produce a lot of bones," Wraen mused and just as she had fallen silent and ominous sounding, panic-stricken, high-pitched screech was approaching them at great speed from the sky and was cut short, when the source - a rat - hit the ground and remained lying there in a pool of it's own blood.

Wraen looked up to the high cliffs above, then down to the victim and then to the guy: "Well, I guess we just solved the mystery."