“Someone has a sick sense of humor.” They took a look; there appeared to be a High-Elf made of stone on a marble altar surrounded by statues of bunnies playing in flowers. Dale choked on a laugh. “Wow, I mean, yeah she was insane, but it is still sad that she just let herself die for no reason.” Hans glared at Dale. “If I die in here, and you find a statue of me, you’d better smash that shit. Especially if it is surrounded by bunnies and flowers.” “I’d rather take it to the capital and have it immortalized in their history museum.” Dale started walking deeper into the dungeon as Hans let out a
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