–{Micah and “Hey You” return to Krodnok’s lab with the armor}— As Micah and “Hey You” leave they see.
Filan Greybeard turned towards the body and motioned to his two followers who stripped any armor or clothing off the corpse.
They splayed it out and Filan daubbed symbols across the body. He began to artifice it slowly, his voice rising into an ancient krato chanting. Then he bound the leyas energy to the body. It took many hours to do it right. If anyone found even a bit of Eloga and brought him back this artificing would follow his spirit. Once resurrected the body would be consumed by acid rendering it to final death.
Filan looked down at his former mentor confused for a moment why he was doing what he was doing. He had so many memories of happyness serving Eloga. Then the back of his head began to hurt, and he felt a headache coming on.
Instead of activating the artificings, he blinked and said, “Put it in the shadow chest in my tent.”
Before the body left his sight, Filan made a point to obscure the artificings so none would find them.
“Hey Greybeard!!” yelled one of the Armorfiend Riders, “Dyrisha and the Mind Spikes say its time to march!”
Filan grumbled, thinking, Damn Uthvelor have usurped my command. He replied , “I decide when we march. Tell Dyrisha to await my order.”
He turned and reentered the war tent followed by the two Olgogs carrying the body.