Marcus is tired. He wants this done, so they can be bid farwell to Nathanial and begone.
He sets aside a collection of stuff, the sets of roman chainmail, the double axe, the shortswords and longswords and the bows. As he works he finds that he has been calculating the value of what they have gathered. He pulls himself up with a shake of his head. But the calculations are done - 350gp {1}, give or take, more if that double axe is as well worked as I suspect. A useful amount of gold to have, but ... but he knows that he will gift it to the people rather than seel it. Let it redeem itself.
"This," he says pointing to the pile he has made, "I would take to pass on to people who could use it, and keep it from those who should not have it. The other stuff I would have destroyed.
"Men are sometimes burnt with the things they have treasured, and sometimes with the things that they have taken in battle I hear.
"The hides and leather would burn well, and I would have them burnt with the pyre if it is appropriate."
Whatever the decision, Marcus accepts it without comment. The stuff he has collected he wraps in the chainamail in a bundle, and that bundle he lashes to Nathanial's horse {2}. All except a longsword, shortbow and twenty arrows, which he puts on his horse. The rest, if it was not burnt, he distroys using the double axe, before lashing it with the other stuff. He works silently, slowly and mechanically until it is all done, talking to no one unless spoken to first. Then, if there is any hours of darkness left, he wraps himself up in his blanket and falls asleep immediately, staying that way until awakened.
ooc: {1} Appraise check 13.
ooc: {2} We have horses, don't we?
ooc: Hey Krilith, welcome aboard.
