The sun never seems to shine on this grave.  The letters on the tombstone have long since faded, and many stories are told about whose bones lay buried in the dirt.  Until recently, it was overgrown with grass and weeds.  Someone had come and cleared the weeds, and the dirt looked as if it had been turned over.
A cursed grave, Graveyard
mourner
survivors
I didn't die in the war. I am one of very few. I do not like those who tried to kill me.
Why did I live when they died? Why did god spare me? You are lucky to be alive, do you feel okay? No, I am not okay. I will make you one promise today. What is this promise that you are speaking about? I will spend every moment of my life seeking revenge for those who killed your brother in the war. That is my promise to you. That sounds like a plan and I will join you and we can be vigilantes together! Those infidels will taste the steel of this sword and their bodies will lie in cursed graves. Yea, do you have any tips about which infidels we will be targeting? I really hadn't thought that far ahead. Perhaps you have some ideas? Maybe we can follow these footprints! Oh I can taste the revenge. Yes, You lead and I will follow. We will show them no mercy. Alright, this way. Look up ahead it's a campfire!