Vuthaternock walks back to the inn, and spreads his wings, flying to the window. He steps inside, and stretches. He then looks at the innkeeper. [color=ed1c24]"What? Oh, the body? I gave it to my friend, it was starting to smell like rotting flesh. I assumed you wouldn't want the stench of spoiled meat stinking up your inn."[/color] He shrugs. [color=ed1c24]"If you want the body, too bad. My friend already ate it."[/color] He yawns. [color=ed1c24]"In my homeland, we just get rid of bodies. I just assumed it was the same here."[/color]