[Well they are ghosts, dummy. They just happen to still look like people.]
Death god. We protect -- [He has to stop for a deep breath after that word, because there's a ripple of nausea going through him. He manages to fight it off, though, and continue.] Protect the souls of the dead and ensure they get where they're supposed to go.
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Death god. We protect -- [He has to stop for a deep breath after that word, because there's a ripple of nausea going through him. He manages to fight it off, though, and continue.] Protect the souls of the dead and ensure they get where they're supposed to go.