Taking a lengthy sip, Korrin slowly relaxes as she relates what she's seen. "Well, instead of doing the whole Andrastian pyre thing, Avvar dismember their dead and offer them to the Lady of the Skies. She's not only the goddess of the sky, wind and birds but the dead. So, the body is laid out and when the birds -her messengers- come, they carry the soul to the Lady of the Skies.

And then everyone leaves to go get shit-faced and tell awesome stories about the dead. That part, at least, seems universal."