Artiath assists with the burial mound with a surprisingly graceful attitude. Obviously pleased to be doing work of which her Goddess approves, she easily hefts even the largest of the stones that Philemon can break loose, and almost lovingly piles them around the corpses, before building a simple roof of large branches over the top. She then helps to pile small(er) stones atop the branches, such that the deceased within can go to their final rest with faces largely intact. She voices a simple prayer of supplication for the lost before taking up her position in the rear of the marching order.

As the party travels along the river, she eyes the water warily. Keenly aware of the risk of water to a heavily-armored combatant, she watches where her allies walk and makes absolutely certain that each of her steps is placed firmly on solid ground. "Aye," she mutters to Philemon with a nod. "I'm not fast, so don't go too far."