It takes some effort to free the body from the ice that entombed most of it, but after a few minutes of pulling and chopping of ice, the body slides free and falls to the snow about your feet.<br/><br/>What immediately pops to mind is that of a badly beatenbookworm who crossed too close to a raging bull. There's not much blood left; it's almost literally all over him, but already frozen in place.<br/><br/>What a quick examination might reveal (If you want to find out more, you'll have to make some perception checks) is...<br/><br/>Human male, approximately 30 years of age and wearing flowing, light weight clothing and sandles that might be more fit for a much warmer climate. Baggy, almostvalumous pants and a belt covers his lower half; the belt containing what looks like the remains of a number of vials and pouches. His torso is covered only with a silken, open shirt that reveals a nicely trim chest, but nothing outside of the norm. Whatever might of been on his head is lost in the rock and ice of the debris, but a rough-spun cloak is intact on his back and covers a hard-used leather backpack and a set of wrist sheaths wrap about his forearms. Each holds a dagger and a silver ring resides on the middle finger of his right hand. There is some kind of engraving, but it's hard to see with the current conditions.<br/><br/>The party is free to investigate the body further, but the weather is turning worse and it's clear that Telthor seems in a hurry to continue the chase.