"Pfft. Humans are stupid, then." He grumbles from behind.
The next thing she sees is a totem of a rather scary figure. It looks like a mix of Saurian and Hissa, with the upper body of a Saurian, and the lower tail of a Hissa. It's wearing a black robe stained with blood, and is carrying a large scythe. Around it, there are dead plants and skeletons.
The plaque below simply reads "Baelrog. The god of death."
"Ah. The god of death. As you know, all things must come to an end. We pray to him before a battle, to grant us victory over our enemies, and if we die, may we be taken to the afterlife. Might wanna take a look at the pillar." Zajak says from behind her, pointing down at the pillar.
The pillar below Baelrog's totem is just as intricately carved, showing details of what appears to be three kinds of afterlives. A harsh, painful one for those who merely indulged themselves all their lives at the cost of their fellow members; a good one for those who lived in peace, trying to help others out, and the best for the warriors, who fought and died on the battlefield.