It was bound to happen

"Just my luck..." He thought, lugging a corpse over his shoulders. Vharad wasn't built for manual labor, he was built for magical superiority! For Research! To live a life of luxury and Nobility!

"But nooooo, crazy warrior woman with a penchant for shooting divine energy out her arse has to run off and leave me here with this.... corpse. The people are going to have a field day with this." He added dryly.

He slowly lugged the corpse through the gates to the north... the guard was on patrol so he managed to not be noticed... Then again he had covered Kaze's corpse with his red cloak with naught but his feet poking out. They seemed more worried about an impending attack from some flesh eating horde, that he made it to the temple of Chauntea just fine, though he was clearly visible with said corpse entering... then exiting on his own, muttering to himself about good deeds and meeting a quota...