The Land of Revi — IC

[Namelessjake]

"Quick, everyone needs to help fight the fire," Stolos says, rallying the others to help aid in extinguishing the flames.

Mechanics

Lead/Int: [2d6]=11

[Fialova]

Through combined efforts, you are just able to finish stamping out the remaining embers of the spreading grass fire before it encroaches too close to camp for anyone's comfort. Ereden lets out a heavy sigh, before turning to each of you. "That was hectic, but you all did well," he responds, before turning to the now-charred corpses of the recently-deceased man and girl. "I suppose we should see them buried as well," he continues, a frown growing over his weary face as he gazes at their lifeless bodies.

Mechanics/OOC

Round 4 results: 6/5 successes, the fire is fully extinguished. 

Ereden has suggested that you bury the bodies. You may do so now, or return to the camp.

[Namelessjake]

"Yes they should be buried," Stolos agrees, looking over to Dravos and Atropos. They should be the ones to do it.

[FinalTemplar]

"Let us bury them, and quickly," Deimos says, now having a moment to catch his breath after being startled awake, but his anger and frustration now clearly showing, "But you damn well better expect I want a full explanation of what happened here." He says, clearly on the verge of raising his voice but using every ounce of his willpower not to yell. It better not have been one of them to start the fire, or they should have jumped in themselves to save them from me. I can't get to them in hell. He quickly finds a shovel and digs, which seems to be helping with his anger.

[greysigil]

"I... cannot dig their graves, but I shall prepare them for the earth. Have we any cloth to spare, for their shrouds?" Atropos says, a flicker of life coming back to his voice, before leaving as swiftly as it arrived. He moves stiffly, his steps crunching on the burnt grass, approaching the dead pair to begin the burial rites. I suppose that is the pyre done, then. One less consideration for this grim business. He muses dolefully, as he kneels amongst the ashes.

[Scratcherclaw]

Let those with more robust physiques to the digging, and I will placate myself with the view. Lyseros stands to the side, giving room for those readying the graves. "Allow me to assist in performing their final rites. A prayer should be said, regardless of their circumstances," he says plainly to Atropos, preferring to let the others harbor their collective anger.

 

[BartNL]

Dravos angrily looks at the enraged Deimos as he joins him in digging a grave. "I kept us safe is what happened." Dravos replies angrily.

[greysigil]

"I agree, we should say a few words for them." Atropos replies, his deadened eyes softening slightly as the priest approaches him. He can't quite manage a smile yet, but it's apparent in his body language that he appreciates the other man's calmer demeanor, as opposed to the anger and high tensions of the others. "Would you like to lead the prayer? I am, less than familiar with the, proper verses."

[FinalTemplar]

"Kept us safe, Dravos? I don't know if you've noticed but the entire camp was nearly burnt to ashes, how exactly is that *safe*?" He says and lets out a low growl as he digs. With THAT level of an answer he's lucky I don't knock him out right now and throw him in the pit. He thinks to himself.

[Fialova]

The digging goes quickly, the soil providing little resistance for Deimos and Dravos as they make two holes for the two bodies. Hara and Imhe remain near the cart, speaking to Oradia as she berates them for the actions of the cohort. From this distance you are not able to make out specific words, but the volume and tone of voice make her feelings clear. Ereden stands off to the side, directing the family's servants to assist in the digging. He eyes the lot of you with a look of concern, but seems less disappointed than his sister.

While two of the men dig, Atropos and Lyseros scavenge some unneeded linens from a pack to wrap the bodies, preparing them for a proper burial. As they leave, Mina - the middle of the Moltove children, and the one who'd been asking to use Stolos' sword before - jumps from the cart and follows after. "Mina, stop!" you can hear Oradia shouting, now clearly aiming to be heard from afar, but the girl does not. She follows after the men to the corpses, stopping short when their charred, lifeless bodies come into view. Her face contorts from the excited curiosity it had initially shown, to one of abject terror at the sight. She screams as Ereden turns and makes his way to her, grabbing her and shielding her eyes from further view. 

"Hurry up and get this done," he barks at the lot of you, his voice much more stern after the arrival of his niece. Turning back to her, and in a softer tone, he says, "come back to the cart, now; it's not safe out here. You've got to get more rest before the morning." The girl appears still in shock from the sight, but she nods up at the man and allows him to escort her back to the cart.

OOC

Feel free to RP out the funeral rites as you see fit, before returning back to the camp. 

[Namelessjake]

As the graves are dug, Stolos stands off to the side, out of the way. Normally in such a situation he would pass the time fiddling with his lyre, but he decides in this instance it might be considered in poor taste. He does mull over potential ways to spin the night's events into a tale, but quickly gives up, thinking it is one story best left untold.

She'll remember that, he thinks as a screaming Mina is pulled away from the two corpses.

[BartNL]

Dravos stops digging after Deimos insult. "I noticed you took your sweet time to get out of bed after I started calling for aid. So what would you know?" Dravos replies almost shouting.

After burying the bodies, Dravos starts packing and preparing to take up his position as forward scout.

[FinalTemplar]

Deimos' face contorts with a small amount of anger, and he keeps an eye on Dravos as he continues.

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Deimos stands off to the side, leaning against the shovel he has stabbed into the ground. He turns quickly as he hears the yell, and the subsequent scream, feeling a shadow eclipse his heart as he sees the young girl come across the bodies. He gulps, watching the display.
"May your spirits go on into the afterlife, blessed by the sun, and forever taken away from shadow." He whispers, blessing the dead from a distance. He walks back over to the others and looks calmer now than he had minutes earlier.

He helps bury the two bodies and fills the graves back in as their rites are given. He looks up now, and finally speaks; "So now that things are less, well, on fire, can someone explain to me what exactly just happened?"

[Scratcherclaw]

Lyseros helps Atropos prepare the bodies wordlessly, not keen to let anymore emotions fester within him and sour his mood. A night of poor sleep is punishment on my psyche enough. Let us simply bury this, in both senses.

Once prepared, the man quietly clears his throat and prepares to speak. "Often, we are reminded of the fragility of life, and how one mistake may draw one's last breath," he says solemnly, as expected for such a service. "Yet it is not the end, and even such a painful mistake may lead to eternal joy and peace. I know not of the circumstances which led these two here tonight, but I may say this. Whatever pain or hardships they endured are now over, and they are greeting our loving and forgiving god Ervemnon, as we shall all someday."

He takes a deep breath, choosing his words carefully. "Oh great Ervemnon, guide these two weary souls to your warm embrace as you grant them rest. Great Ervemnon, guide us on our trials ahead, granting us your strength and comfort. To you, we pray."

[greysigil]

Atropos relaxes a fraction, focusing on the solemn and mundane work of preparing the two corpses with Lyseros, grateful for the silence. Once done, he stands next to the priest as he speaks, his head bowed.

"May they rest in peace." He adds softly. With the prayer finished, he looks to Lyseros. "Well said, thank you."

[Namelessjake]

"You have quite the way with words," Stolos commends Lyseros. Although I'm sure he's just quoted some holy scripture he committed to memory in a stuffy temple years ago, he thinks.

"I was also asleep," the musician says, turning to Deimos' question. Not overly interested in hearing the answer to his fellow cohort member's inquiry, he starts making his way back to the camp intent on returning to his slumber.

[BartNL]

Dravos continues ignoring Deimos.

[FinalTemplar]

Deimos sighs and gives Dravos a piercing glare. "Fine, then don't tell me," He says, looking around one last time between them, "But next time do be more careful." He grits his teeth looking down at the bodies, then quickly turns and walks back towards the camp.

[Fialova]

With the corpses laid to rest, the camp begins to die down once more. Hara and Imhe finish their consolation of the Moltove family, who quickly close the flaps of their tent and return to their slumber. Ereden and the servants likewise return to the places beneath the cart, until all who remain awake are Dravos and Atropos to finish their watch.

OOC

With this mid-watch scene finally reaching its end, your PCs should return to sleep until the morning, except for Lyseros who will be awakened for the final watch shift with Imhe after awhile. Rat and I will continue to do the watch RPs in discord and post them here before moving things to the following morning.