The gathering of Orc bones may have taken awhile, but when the Seafaring Warrior gives her word ... she always keeps it. Her word is Honorable.

It was a dangerous task to tread the ground where Shylah collected the remains of those slain creatures. Dangerous territory leading to that destination. Dangerous magics to avoid.

The burial place is not considered a true graveyard for the Orc race. On the contrary, they try to avoid that particular area as much as possible, whenever possible. Unfortunately for them, many wander off-course, as if they have no sense of direction. Those who have fallen there are sure to be left behind, and eventually it becomes their resting place. No, it is not sacred ground to the Orc, and the reason why Shy has no qualms about retrieving those old, sun-bleached bones.

After returning to RhyDin and having located the pottery-making studio, the female viking arrives with the special delivery.

Calls out in a sing-song tone of voice, "Oh Piper! I have brought to you that which I promised!"

Extra large burlap sack, bulging at the seams, is dropped near the door. There is absolutely no mistaking the sound of bones knocking into each other.