[Mordheimel] The Nekromancer

[ajanders]

Cleaning up

Verrazzio straightens from the motley pile of loot.
"We cannot simply leave: we'll only have to return. How do people dispose of corpses in this town anyway?"
Reflexively, he looks for a canal or body of water to sink them in, then broadens his search to sewers or trash middens.
He'd even settle for a sizeable gutter if it was handy.

 

[Rino]

fid walks up and down the ally looking for a place to dump the body, with out someone finding it easaly

 

[Hammerhead]

Why bother disguising these corpses? Our skirmish had an audience; leave them to be picked over by the beggars and the rats.

T'Kran spits on the corpses, and kicks the corpse of the leader.

 

[dreamthief]

Sintius says, "Well, it's either the rats, the corpse stealers, or... the sausagemen." He gulps at the last words. There's an opening to a sewer about 15' away. There are people walking past though.

It's about three hours to dusk.

 

[ajanders]

Verrazzio skips it.

"Well, it's either the rats, the corpse stealers, or... the sausagemen."
Verrazzio looks a little ill himself.
"Mamma Myrmida...I think I have just become a vegetarian..."
He looks around, still astonished that the vast majority of the city hasn't turned a hair.
Finally he shrugs.
"Peste! We never sought the quarrel and they never arranged this honorably. Let the rats have them."
He does, however, drag the bodies over to the side of the alley so they don't block traffic.
"Let us be off, allegro, yes? We find our friend and finish this little thing, then go home and sleep, right? And in future, we leave one opponent alive and make them clean up the bodies."

 

[Argent Silvermage]

[were any of the items enchanted?]
Autumn picks up the spiked club and turns to follow Verrazzio.

 

[Rino]

fid doesn't want to be alone in this city so he follows the group

 

[ajanders]

Regrouping...

Verrazzio looks at the buildings that make up the left and right sides of the alley for a moment. Are they shops, houses, ruins, or something else?

 

[dreamthief]

You dump the bodies in the sewers. You can hear the rats clamouring for their flesh as the bodies hit the gunk.

Sintius says to T'kran, "Are thou in need of healing? Or should I take a look at thy wound?"

They're houses...

Autumn: You'll need to cast a detect magic to tell...

 

[Hammerhead]

T'Kran stares at Sintius coldly, then he flashes a wicked smile. Yes, man-thing, I am wounded, but it is a scratch. A minor heal will do. While talking to Sintius, T'Kran muses how the true winners of this fight were the rats. The rats always seemed to win.