Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151201230232/@comment-5543592-20151202213740

Once they all had left him alone, Ragnar retrieved the burnt corpse from the snow, lifting it gingerly. The skin was brittle and flaky, but he was disgusted. He'd encountered far worse. He carried it to the back of the once great mead hall and began to push some snow aside, clearing a space in the ground. He then went about retrieving large stones and pilling them on top of the corpse, making a smallish burial mound.