Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20170103122151/@comment-5842470-20170129023901

Ian made his way down the cliff a bit unsteadily. Once he was at the bottom, he made his way over to corpse and drew out his blade, gently burying it in the mink's neck before using some water to remove the blood. He was viewing this as an acto of mercy, as the poor creature might still have had some life in him, though unconscious.

"We should bury him..." He turned to face his allies, "That is customary of you land-dwellers, right? Put him in the ground that he was so accustomed to." As Ian was closest to the energy, it might affect him.