Your character has died. ☠

Here lies a pointy hat.

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Here lies Theodore. Died old as dirt.
Now in the dirt.

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Nothing; a captain goes down with a ship.

If anything, “Bloated body that washed up on shore”

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"Here Lies Nox.

He insisted he had a contingency for this, too."

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Doyce Z. Saerans
March 28th, 13 L.C. - May 19th, 39 L.C.
“A bastard he was born, a failure he was named, a mad lad he lived, and a smile he died.”

Legit, this is his gravestone in Gilneas.

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“It’s fine. I’ve done this a million times! But you may want to take a few steps back.”

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“A great warrior, a better father.”

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I already know what’s on my tombstone.

“Here lies mumble, Age 25

Despised Son

Shame of His Mother’s Flesh

May he rot beneath our feet

May his soul burn in hellfire”

You can tell my mother commissioned the engraving. Lovely of her to spring for the marble headstone. It stood firm when I bashed her skull into it before binding her immortal soul to an endless torment of reliving my homecoming along with the rest of my village.

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“Like a playful wind running through the trees.”

XING SHENG

“With time, everything.”

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“Here lies Keely. Lay Keely. Will lie, Keely?”
"Keely Luther. Died too soon, but grammar overcame her."

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Died with his waifu pillow.

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Here lies Vikalla,

Tyrant and scourge of countless worlds unknown. Dig her up, she isn’t there. She’ll be back in a few weeks…

“The raid resets Tuesday, sister.”

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Here lies the Dwarf, beard long as heck until he tripped and broke his neck.

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“He died as any Orc does. Dying an honor-bound hero, or as a -insert blood here- drinking psychopath who tried to build another road made of the bones of his enemies.”

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Here lies Caoghlan

“I’ll sleep when I’m dead, I said. Bet these arseholes won’t even let me do that.”

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Verdy Gwendolyn Taylor
Daughter, Lover, ‘Dirt Mage’

Follow your own path, even if no one else can see it.

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Thank god.

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With grace and peace of our Lord Tyr,
Gratyanfreod af Dyeus,

Here rests Sigfrid Eadwigsson of the House of Dalan and Iclin,
Her restanth Sigfrid Eadwigsson Dalaniclingas,

At the age of 103 he gave up the ghost,
A iyldu 103 he geafe uf te gast,

A pious man may he be remembered,
Pyousman motenne he be mananed,

For taking part in history’s greatest war against the Legion,
Pugnatum staerswithlic folcgewinn widh Eored’Menigum,

And for restoring the Chapel of St. Aethelfaed of Chillwind,
U araeraned Tempel af St. Aethelfaed af Cielewind,

In the name of our Lord Tyr,
In naman ure Dyeus,

He has joined the court of the Eternal Sky.
Geanlaehte het ferhdhloca Ecerodor.

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Here lies Jack Garrison.
“He neither loved nor knew you… Move on.”

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“Here lies Mark Ironflower. Far to sarcastic for his own good.”

And then under that my characters last words. “What are you gonna do? Stab me?”

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