Ylis follows Joy's lead and Create Bonfire to help get rid of the corpse.

The radiant holy water splashes the creature and the smoke retreats from the body, revealing tissue that burns away, seriously damaging the corpse. Then the bonfire plops down on the corpse and does the rest of the work. There is a foul smell for a good long while until the last remains of the creature burns and then evaporates, but after several minutes of funk, the remains disappear entirely. All that remain are arrow shafts that feed the fire and arrowheads that can be retrieved once the fire goes out. 

Are the arrow heads standard or distinctive? 

DM: Standard, but good quality. 

Merek crinkles his nose at the strench, sitting in a squat with his hood up. "Hmm, I know I've smelled worse things before, but I can't remember them just now." he says, pensively. "Say, how much of that Holy Water do you have, and can you make more? I expect we'll need a decent amount of any more of these little beasts are skulking nearby." he asks Joy.

"If I recall correctly, they like dark places. Underground, caves, forests, that kind of thing. I suppose we'll be headed near enough or through all three before journeys end."

Ylis uses a fold of her cloak to cover her nose as she poke through the ashes and teases out the arrow heads. Waste not want not.

Considering the number of arrows and the signs of burning, these things are pretty tough. She will have to keep her ears perked and her spear sharp.

DM: Ylis can add 15 undamaged steel arrowheads to her inventory. 

Anything else you all plan to do here?

" If your all finished messing about with the dead thing we should really think about establishing camp before we lose the light."Randa ventures pointing toward the treeline.

" Ylis? What did you see there? A light of sorts?", 

Joy gives Merek a nod followed by a slightly embarrassed expression. "I don't have any more at the moment, but I can bless some if we come across enough powdered silver. Until then my smites will have to do...that's probably the more effective method for living versions of these anyway." She grimaces at the thought.

"Uh...Right," the paladin agrees, noticing Randa doesn't seem to be in the mood for theorizing. She will assist with setting up camp however she is able.

Ylis points to where she sees the blue shiny.

"It's over there." Then she lights up her stick with well, Light and starts to drive the wagon towards it. "Come on Rumble, great stories await!"