Daggers, broadswords, halberds, battle-axes, shields, helmets, scabbard parts and buckles, spearheads, manacles, necklaces, wine jars, war trumpets, wagon, chariot and harness fittings, armor and heraldic metalwork
entombed in wooden mortuary houses under earthen mounds with severed skulls of conquered enemies fashioned into goblets ready beside the skeleton of the lord seated in his vehicle of prestige
disassembled for passage to the next world the godlike male, all drinking fighting man surrounded by his concubines and servants and strangled children to keep him company across this threshold, and coins, millions of coins.
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