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[blackscales]

What funerary rites are you familiar with?

The Kaldorei cleanse a body, perform a final viewing where there is singing then take it to a resting place and grow flowers around it. Goblins have extravagant funerals with mourners and ornate coffins which they are buried or entombed in along with all their accumulated wealth. In Kul Tiras burials at sea are common, while the Tauren peoples burn their dead on funeral pyres so their spirits may return to the Earth mother.

Here, burials appear to be common I have gathered.

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[in_theworks]

[probably not. he and Horatio were like night and day]

Mostly?

I kinda got arrested, like, less than a week after the funeral, but.

[but there had been a funeral and they'd all gone to it]

So, what would you do if you needed to do a funeral?

[if he's never been to a funeral, if his people really aren't afforded the chance, what would he do, if they were? if he, personally, were in charge of laying someone to rest?]

[blackscales]

[ Ah.

Hmm. ]

Whatever was the local custom for the deceased, I suppose. If it were one of my own, there is a place we are meant to return to when death is near. I suppose I would be sure they could be taken there, if it were safe.

[ And then? Titans know, he supposes he'd have to... invent something.

Or ask Alexstraza. As uncomfortable as the thought is, he supposes death rites should be more... important than their disagreement. ]

[in_theworks]

Is it kind of like a pilgrimage thing?

[is it purposefully not safe?]

[blackscales]

It is more akin to a return home.

[ It isn't purposefully unsafe? Just... you know. War Happens So Much. ]

[in_theworks]

Huh, okay.

[he guesses maybe he can understand that. there were times were it wasn't safe to go back to the hackerspace. it was all pretty temporary, but -- well, that's as close to a home as he really has]

But anyway. Why the interest?

Is it because of Dipshit?

[the Merchant and his upset over them putting the coma ward out of its misery]

[blackscales]

[ ... Dipshit?

This sounds like a nickname for someone, and the only reason Wrathion makes any guess at all here is because Eleven also had an amusing nickname for one specific person: ]

Do you mean our absent benefactor?

[in_theworks]

Yeah.

'The Merchant' or whatever.

[as if that's his real name]

[never mind the fact that neither is 'Wrench']

[blackscales]

[ Right, at least he's getting better at translating this! ]

Then no, it's research for the... atonement I have been assigned here.

[in_theworks]

I dunno if that's better or worse.

[but either way]

What

is your quest, anyway?

[he knows the Monty Python reference there isn't going to get him anywhere, but he couldn't help it]

[blackscales]

[ It absolutely means nothing to Wrathion, although his player appreciates it.

Still: ]

I have been set to atone for someone whose negligence allowed a burial ground to be defiled.

[in_theworks]

Ooh, yeah, that's bad news bears, where I'm from.

That's how you get into, like, creepy evil undead and shit.

Fictionally, anyway.

We don't ACTUALLY have undead where I'm from.

[blackscales]

Then you're quite lucky. They're a nuisance, as no doubt you have learned in your time here.

[in_theworks]

Little bit.

I take it you guys actually have zombies or whatever, though?

[blackscales]

We have several categories of undead, some more problematic than others.

[in_theworks]

Like sentient and

uh

UNsentient or whatever?

[what is the opposite of sentient? no one knows. like the difference between zombies and, say, vampires is what he means, though]

[blackscales]

Some recall more of themselves, some become mindless, some gain... unusual abilities.

[ It's really quite the mix. ]