<span style="color: #00BF00">As Wolfgang finished burying Jack, Damon just sat there. "If only we had some kind of marker..." nearby, he saw an old broken wood crate. "Hm." Damon smirked. Using Faylaph, Damon cut off a few boards. He got ready to carve something when Wolfgang stopped him.</span><br/><span style="color: #404040">"Wait!" Wolfgang reached under his shirt, taking out his dagger. "Use this." </span><br/><span style="color: #00BF00">"Wow, is this a dagger?" Damon said, taking it.</span><br/><span style="color: #404040">"Yeah, this one's more of a work dagger. I like it. It'll work better for carving."</span><br/><span style="color: #00BF00">Damon looked at Faylaph and said, "Yeah, this is more for fighting anyway... Alright, Here... lies... Jack... a...good... Soldier... and... friend..." then Damon carved the words "Died on" then the date. "There." Damon plunged the boards into the ground. "Rest in Peace, Jack...." Damon bowed his head for a few minutes, then gave Wolfgang back his dagger. "Thanks."</span><br/><span style="color: #404040">Wolfgang took it back. "You're welcome." He put it away.</span>