Funeral Burial for Brennus (TS May 23rd dawn)

[Gustav Von Schattenkrieger]

*Walks over from the cabin with a bottle in his left hand. He walks up to the body nudging his way past anyone who is in the way and giving a very well known glare to anyone who may try to impede him with an accompanying hand to the hilt of his silver stiletto. If not stopped he places the bottle up under the jacket in the crook of the arm closest to Drakkon*

Rest well, Old Man.

*Turns and leaves without another word assuming that no one has attempted to stop him returning to the cabin and resuming his seat.*