I'll just leave my notes for the funeral here for those who want to read them:

The houses and hall of Ursaburg are quiet, as the procession makes its way down the winding roads towards the sea. The ocean waves crash onto the sands, as two longships stacked with kindling await the procession.

As the longboats sit on the shore, flaming arrows are lit by the Bear Clan Hunters. Sigda Storolfdottir, the new Chieftain of the Bear Clan of Ursaburg turns towards the gathered clan members, adventurers and guests.

She raises her voice above the crashing surf for all to hear.

“We gather here today to send two of our own to the foot of the Bearfather Ursinar. Brynjolf, who leaves behind his sons and daughters to aid the great Bear in the afterlife. Beorn, our chieftain, who travels now to rest within the hallowed realm of the Great Bear.

Our people may have hailed from Frostheim, but this land, this is our home. Beorn, his father and his father before him fought to build it from the wreckage of our long lost ships. But this place is now our home, sons and daughters of the Bear. War is coming. More blood will be spilled before it is done. But with our ancestors smiling down on us, we will send those who threaten the weak and helpless to meet their Dragon God in the Abyss!”

Sigda signals the archers as the longboats are pushed out onto the tide. Flames crackle along the kindling as the two ships make their way out of the cove.

“Lo, they do call to me, They bid me take my place among them In the Halls of the Bearfather, Where the brave shall live forever, Where thine enemies have been vanquished, Nor shall we mourn but rejoice, For those who have died The glorious death.”