Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141118002730/@comment-32663439-20141125222126

(Etaret's at the funeral.) (Also noone stopped you from taking Agustus' ashes because he wasn't as cool as Tate XD)

Frea and Kodlak stood up. Them and Fanari walked down to the pyre. Frea took a silver, unlit torch from her robes. She lit it with a basic flame spell. Its flame went up, and Frea lit a wick in a stone dish beside the pyre. She then handed Fanari the torch, who lit a wick in another stone dish. Fanari passed it back to Frea, who passed it to Kodlak. He lit his respective wick. The wicks each went to part of the pyre. It went up in a great blaze. Tate was consumed in the bright flame. The flame burned steadily for a moment, and then Fanari, Frea and Kodlak returned to their seats. They sat down. They looked very gloomy. The funeral was technically finished now. Frelsers began to stand up and go about their business, and guests began to get in their carts and on their horses.

Kodlak approached Etaret. "Jarl Etaret. I'd just like to thank you for being such a great friend to my family. Especially my father. You were his first friend here in Skyrim, and he cherished your friendship. So thank you. Very much."

Fanari looked to Siris. "I have to deal with my father's will and stuff inside. You can head back to the college, or walk around here, or whatever. If you head back, I can grab a horse and bring it back."