The Winter's Queen [Magus AU]

[Tethras Clan]

The gingerness he'd been holding himself eases back as the healing effect goes through him, but Zevran's body is just as tense.  He stares a long moment at Wynne, then shakes himself. Face blank, he kneels next to Wynne and starts stripping off her gear.

"Did you see what... killed her? Do we need to burn her body?" he asks woodenly.

[Helene Dakesh]

"The rest mist. It... draws blood out of creatures. The body should be burned."

[Tethras Clan]

"...Carver, do you see anywhere we can find oil?" Wood won't be enough to be sure. If we can't get oil then... Take her head, burn the body as best we can. Store her... the head in my Bag, hopefully we have a chance for a real burial later.

[Helene Dakesh]

"This one suggests bringing the body out of the danger area, then seeking oil."

[Tethras Clan]

"We can't afford to waste that much time," Zevran says stoutly, still not looking away from what was Wynne. "We have to keep moving, before the loss of these undead are noticed."

[Helene Dakesh]

"This one is low on prepared spells. This one would like to note that honored Zevran sustained heavy damage in the last battle." 

[Carver Amell]

"He's fine," says Carver, shortly. "Why don't you take the corpse and we'll press on?"

[Helene Dakesh]

"No." No justification, just a flat refusal. 

[Tethras Clan]

"I'm fine," Zevran snaps. "We need to get in now, before they increase their defenses and security. An entrenched position is far harder to infiltrate without an army."

~Ask Isabela what she saw when she was scouting ahead. See if that makes a factor.~

[Carver Amell]

Carver turns to Isabela, a grim look on his face. "What's ahead?"

[Isabela]

"We've killed most of it now," she says, trying for a joke.  "I found the Temple of Mileen, but there's a guard out front of the door."

[Tethras Clan]

~Description?~ Varric presses. A few zombies or the like and we can push on. Anything real bad- or incorporeal- now that they've lost... someone and we're sunk.

[Isabela]

When Carver relays the question, she shrugs. "Looks like a zombie. Doesn't act like one; it's standing very still. I figure it's got tricks up its sleeve."

[Tethras Clan]

"Here," Zevran says shortly, thrusting out a slim silver and copper circlet and a rod engraved with hourglasses and lightning bolts at Helene. He's already wearing her old amulet, having realized his defences need the most work. "'bela," he adds then, tossing a cloak at the pirate with his other hand. "Varric, can you scout the zombie or do you need to stay in Carver?"

Damn, he's splintering faster than I thought. Wynne... Damnit. Okay. Think it through. Isabela, Zevran, Carver, Helene. Unwilling, splintering, untrained, untrained and nearly out of spells. Damnit trice. Okay. We need... ~Tell him I can scout,~ he orders Carver. ~Through the ground.~

[Carver Amell]

"He can. He'll be underground." Carver scowls. "You volunteering for corpse duty?" In his mind, he adds, recruit, then feels a bit silly. I'm no guard captain, but I know we need leadership. It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to channel Aveli-- Captain Va-- some captain.