Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24372248-20140730202253/@comment-29458028-20140817134337

Deciding the pit should be deep enough, Corentin stopped, his chest heaving with exhaustion. He placed the bones in the pit carefully, before kicking the soil to fill up the pit. Eventually, the bones were all but buried.

Corentin placed a stone he found on the grave, using his flaming finger to melt a message: Here lies Myling Wolf-Song.

He looked up and asked "Anymore words?"

(I need to go, so I cannot reply.)