The dwarf shook his head as Ebric inquired about injuries, he remained silent at the mention of prayers. In his opinion, a burial was more than these bandits deserved. He nodded to Ada while walking over to the suggested spot behind the stables in the soft grass, offering his companion a quick<strong>"Thank yeh"</strong>as Ada illuminated that area with Dancing Lights.<br/><br/>He would then begin to work, digging a shallow but wide hole in which each man could be placed "comfortably" side by side. He focused on the work before him, not letting his mind wander. The dirt was piled gradually along the edges of the hole to make it easier to fill back in when the time came. His steady pace was broken only by a single pause as he listened to Tha'ael's retelling of the events from her point of view and then proceed to watch her act out the threatening actions of the bandits. While he had some suspicious, he was inclined to believe her. After all, one of the bandits did stab the Half-Orc, an ally, in the back.<br/><br/>By the time the bodies had been searched, the hole was completed and ready for them. He had allowed his eyes to switch between the work infront of him and the bodies of the bandits as they were searched, taking note of the items as they were removed. He must admit, he was curious about the burnt leather armor and what abilities the sword may hold. Each of the bandits were placed within the hole, arranged side by side. He would then climb out of the shallow mass grave and begin walking it's perimeter, filling the dirt back in as he went. He would then search about for several good sized stones, one to be placed at the head of each man, marking their grace.<br/><br/>After this was all completed, he allowed himself a bit of rest. He simply stood in the rain for several moments, allowing the down-pour to wash off what dirt and mud that it could from his armor. He proceeded to the stables to return the shovel with a nod, placing it back in the group's wagon. The tavern was his next destination, returning just behind Ada to find Tha'ael waiting for them. His eyes immediately sought out his hammer, to ensure that it remained right where he left it alongside the tavern's main door.<br/><br/>He would step over to the bar, removing his heavy gauntlets as he did so. They were placed atop the bar before he reached up to take the notes with his right hand. He spent several moments going over them, reading through them before returning them to atop the bar.<strong>"Seems those men did indeed hav' evil intentions in thar hearts"</strong>He raised a brow at the suggestion of keeping it the notes hidden<strong>"Shouldna we inform our comrades? What be yeh reason fer wantin' ta keep this a secret?"</strong>