So, I'm in the ... what do you call it... tundra? hunting deer for leather and such, and my wife walks in JUST as I get a deathblow animation and the deer sort of squeals in agony. Well, she was horrified. "Babe", I said. "Don't worry, I'm using all of the deer, physically and metaphysically." She walked away, partially sated but still generally disgusted.
I thought it would be better that she didn't know that I was also trapping the poor deer's soul and pasting it to a leather bracer (made from the deer's own skin) to sell for 52gp.
"Cause let's be honest, that's just horrible.