A funeral for kin passed

[Charles_Grimlie 1072]

*Kjell walks into Karik with the clicking of his mail and clacking of his carbonium boots, he hauls with him a peculiar "package" in his arms that reeks of death and stale blood. It was the headless Dwarf that Kjell only found moments earlier by the temple and vowed to himself to give a proper burial, he passes through the gates now bringing the corpse before his kin as he gently rests it on the ground of the entry hall.*

"Lads dis beh a Dark day, un ov oor kin 'as been slain by sum un w'o Ah cannae figure oot, *He gestures to the corpse* Dis benae da common work of Flay, but Ah coold say did may beh da work of da undead w'o claimed fer "peace" wi'f oor kin! We 'ave tuh avenge da death ov dis lass an' Ah'll take oath fer mutilatin' 'er slayer. But befer dat we must bury da corpse suh she can pass on tuh Dungrimm. Get Archbishop Maellik!

*Kjell finishes roaring to his kin, fron then on he stands a silet vigil awaiting for the bishop's arrival. But it wasn't long before he broke the silence as he pulls a message from his beard which he reads the word "Vengance" out loud to the near by Dwarves.*

"Dis beh da only odder fin' Ah foond on me way tuh Karik, if un ov ye can look it over it coold provide a clue."

[Nefarious Aus Shitpost 891]

"Bury tah corpse? Yer doin' et wrong. Yer got tu make a pyre ferst an' t'en burn 'et."

[Thrym 188]

Maellik walks forward, nodding at Bael's words.

"Da priest is correct. Unless da rest of da Irongut clan wishes 'er ta be buried in da stone she is ta be burned on a pyre. Before we proceed, call Tortek, da Clan leader, an' dose among ma family 'ew were closest to 'er. Dey must decide if dey wish da body ta be buried er turned ta ashes."

Maellik looks at the headless body of Kara, still bearing her distinct necklace, the only way to know her identity.

"Afta dey 'ave decided w'at ta do we will complete da burial."

Maellik's eyes fill with an angry light. Clenching his left hand into a fist he looks at Kjell.

"Den, we foind da basterd dat did dis. And..." he pauses, his mouth turning into a grim smile, "Oi suggest dat whateva we decide on fer 'er burial we do to da culprit....while 'e is still alive. If it is decided ta bury 'er, bury da fecker alive! If burned, let 'im feel da flames melt away 'is flesh an' 'is life!"

[Gorum© 623]

Gorum glares at the note.

" Ah feckin' bet ya it was Grimloth, whu else would it 'ave been? Fer fecks sake. If it 'as onleh just begun, den th' Dwarves must seek Grimloth fer questioning. Till' den... may ye walk th' halls ov khazadentrumm lassie, an' may Yenekar guide yer soul tu Dungrimm. "

Gorum bows his head in respect, saying his silent prayers. He then heads off, seeking his brother Goruk.

" Let th' feckin' hunt begin... "

[cmf95 39]

*clenches his fist around the hilt of his axe and grunts. He walks up to the body and looks at the headless corpse, and walks back muttering*

W'en we fiond da lad w'o did dis, Ah am killin' 'is loved wuns tu! Let dem suffer as we did!

*throws his axe at the pillar near the bank, watching it get firming jammed into the stone. He then runs off to his resting spot high above the streets of Karik.

[Hiebe 2493]

We shall add er ashes wit da udders.

[Boomack21 124]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.