Camillo nods in acquiescence. "I still think we should rent a wagon. I might know a guy..."
Knowledge (Local): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
Thinking he can go obtain transportation and possibly a driver for the body and other stuff while the other three decide what "other stuff" actually needs to be hauled away.
Sayniek simply rolls her eyes as the others banter back and forth. When Kithian drops the corpse, she simply picks it up and drags the body behind her.
Lame curse -- not slowed by being medium or heavily encumbered.
"Dragging a monster's corpse through the streets of the largest city on the Lost Coast is not exactly going to win you points with the locals, lady warrior. I'll be back shortly."
Diplomacy to gather information to locate a driver that will do the job and not ask questions: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Sayniek looks over to Cam, her armor shining in the light.
Few will doubt who I am. If they do, then I shall instruct them on the virtues of the Lord of Vengeance.
She knows that Cam is seeking something to help move the corpse, but continue dragging the corpse, deciding that it is the correct and lawful thing to do, to rid the area of the creature, and to report on what happened to the proper authorities.
Vidar chuckles a little to himself, there was no doubt the four of them made a highly efficient group, but a casual observer would probably deem them highly dysfunctional and just one step away from coming to blows.
"Hmmmph, we discovered this place just this very day, this will no doubt show our efficiency to the higher ups.
Hah! That aide of the mayor, he may not even have had a chance to go to bed before being told about this."