"I can't... fall... After so long, I learned to stand, I..." The Stag Lord clutches something resembling a cha

"I can't... fall... After so long, I learned to stand, I..." The Stag Lord clutches something resembling a charm in his bloody fingers, seemingly placing the last of his hope into it. You hear a snapping sound, and then a dull sigh bursts from the Stag Lord's chest.