Chapter 1: Burnt Offerings

Xandak moves towards the empty sarcophagus to inspect it; perhaps there may be some clue there as to why the body was stolen, or perhaps there was more that had been taken than just the body.

Urthask, who is already helmed and mounted just outside the vault's entrance, wonders what is taking the others so long to get moving. Have they perhaps found more clues? He decides to stay where he is, guarding the door, unless they call for him. Arktos is anxious to be on the tomb looters' trail, but Urthask pats a calming hand on the great bear's neck to calm him.

Not finding anything of import, Xandak is content to leave the tomb and begin hunting after the tomb raiders themselves.

Daire has kept his eyes to the tracks waiting for the rest of the party to catch up. He will keep an eye out just in case.

Malik puts the robe into his bag to examine more later and follow the rest of his compatriots.

"Blast these sneaky little bastards. Lets regroup in town and plan how we can ferret them out of their hiding hole." Gongar waves his hand dismissively in the general direction of the wilderness.

Xandak shrugs his shoulders and looks at his peers with raised eyebrows, as if to say, 'eh, why not?'

"Hunting for sport as if nothing has happened?!" Urthask thinks to himself, incredulous. But perhaps the man is merely trying to express his gratitude the way he knows how. Urthask stays silent, waiting to see what the others will say.

"A good hunt would do us good to get our minds off these blasted bastards." Gongar signs to Xandak hunt goblins and waves to the rest of the party to join him with Aldern.

"For now, I go where you go," Malik says to the group.

Daire will follow the group, readying himself for another hunt.