<strong>"We commend this soul to this resting space so that he will find peace with the gods above."</strong>Grinex looked upon the dirt covered shroud which covered the week old body and made a parting gesture over it. Then he shifted his gaze to the small congregation of locals. Most of them were weeping childern of this man the rest onlookers with a grim expressions. Their mother held as many as she could while putting on a strong face for them. Grinex knew it had to be bad if he was hired to conduct the service. Poor people.<br/><br/><strong>"Dii tibi dent locum citatum, Amen"</strong>Closing his book he placed it upon his worn backpack and secured the straps. Then he walked over to the human woman. Barely 5 ft tall he placed a heavy hand upon her should.<strong>"He will find peace in the next world and will look upon you and his family always. But this alone I know will not be enough. So the church would like to grant you a blessing in this time of strife."</strong>Taking his hand off her shoulder he reach into his pouch and withdrew a smaller pouch from within. It jingled as he gave it to her.<strong>"Within this is your aid for the months ahead. Use it wisely and you and your kin will not go hungry."</strong>Then without another word he left and looked up at the massive walls of Undermountain.<br/><br/>Services were conducted outside of the walls normally and he was found within the local traven by a stout face young human asking for last rites for his pa. Grinex performed the act because the rest did not. Snorting at the nerve of some he hailed the guards and paid his fee for enterance. He would have to get back to the inn for lunch. His stomach was yelling at him for missing out on breakfast and his armor and gear grew more annoying then protective by the second. Pushing his way through the crowds of people, like everyone else, made him smile. Mainly because few gave him odd looks because of his race and ritually scarred face, he felt almost normal.<br/><br/>Upon seeing the inn he quickened his pace and entered through the front door. Two cloaked people barred the way and his stomach made the first move.<strong>"Excuse me"</strong>he pushed both people out of the way and made way to the bar. He almost swore he saw the symbol of Calistria upon one and the other seemed all bare underneath. It would have gave him pause but food came first.  Tossing a coin to the bartender he order his ale and meat and waited.<br/><br/>