Funeral Pyre



  • Nim has been hunting orcs around the central plains, cutting out their hearts and bringing them back to make a large funeral pyre next to two fallen corpses in an underground cave.

    He says a brief prayer.

    "Great beast lord, here lies your servant. He hunted all his prey in your name, and flooded your halls with the scent of sacrifices. As he lived, so is he buried: let the smoke of these sacrifices herald his arrival to your halls. He fought fiercely till the end, like a cornered tiger, till slain by foul magics."

    He douses the pyre with oil and sets it alight with a torch, watching quietly.