Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191215223703/@comment-5583506-20191222025721

Though she didn't show it, Kashya's entire body ached at the grim sight. She could find the woman's treatment to be quite relatable, state of being aside.

Death was quite a spectacle to behold, although the path to get there was seldom pleasant.

She sat off the horse and started to approach the corpse as she unsheathed her kukri. As she found the rope, she gave it a thorough cut, dropping the woman to the ground. There would be no time to bury her, but maybe she would find some peace in that her corporeal being was not paraded around like some sort of Jester's Festival ornament.