A pyre at Dawn (TS Sept 18th sunrise)

[Rachel NPC]

*Cali appears solemn as she trails behind Rolin*

[Quiet]

*Sven wipes the sweat from his brow and makes his way over to Rollin*

"Ive got him"

*Sven lifts just under Uthers neck and legs and begins to move him to the pyre*

[Rolin Smith]

*Rolin bows his head to Sven*
"You are a good friend to both myself and the deceased. Let us send him off with some reverence.'

[Quiet]

*he places the body on the pyre and uncorks a bottle of mead takes a drink and pours some on top of the body and steps down*

[Aminata Gomorrah]

*Aminata comes back out of Storm Vale and walks over to the pyre. She nods with thanks at Sven
*

"Accalia, do you mind starting this off?"

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*she motions to the pyre, indicating ((hopefully)) that she should light it*

[Sigurd Vask]

Grimnir watches on, his cloak folded in his arms and a dagger atop it. He gesture to the torch.

"It is ready to be lit, the cloth will burn quickly."

[Gustav Von Schattenkrieger]

*Sits in one of the chairs in front of Leon's tent and watches what transpires*

[Aminata Gomorrah]

*Nods at Grimnir*

"Go ahead with that then. Accalia can help it along if it needs it."

[¸ ¸]

Kallus

*A carnal fae dressed mostly in black approaches from the path leading toward Emerald Company. He stands by the corner of the cabin and watches with a sour expression. After a few moments he crosses his arms in front of himself and bows his head.*

[Sigurd Vask]

Grimnir bows, striking a match to the soaked cloth and letting it burn steadily before sliding the torch into the kindling.

"I am unsure what your traditions are this far south... But." Grimnir sets his cloak and a dagger onto the pyre at Uther's feet. "May you be warm and protected wherever your spirit seeks solace."

Taking a slow step back he watches as the flames slowly grow, his head bowed.