I always wonder about that. To modern sensibilities ritual sacrifice doesn’t immediately sound like a great way to go out, but you’d usually get a fancy outfit, some really good food, and probably some hallucinogens.
As an option that wasn’t disease, starvation, or festering spear wounds it probably wasn’t the worst that could happen.
Best not to eat bog-jerky. It’s very likely to be bitter from all the tannins. Also probably bitter from the manner of death.
Story checks out. My ex was a bitter shrew before and after her little “accident” in the swamp.
(Comment is satirical and in no way should be construed as an admission of guilt. None of my ex’s are missing or deceased as far as
youI know.)I always wonder about that. To modern sensibilities ritual sacrifice doesn’t immediately sound like a great way to go out, but you’d usually get a fancy outfit, some really good food, and probably some hallucinogens.
As an option that wasn’t disease, starvation, or festering spear wounds it probably wasn’t the worst that could happen.
Also you get to lie in a museum for a long time so nobody forgets who you are?
Interesting point though my guess is human nature hasn’t changed since those days and we, for the most part, really don’t want to die.