Blessed are those who can pay the ferryman to take them across the river Styx. There they can meet the fallen comrades and enemies before them, toast and talk of old times.

Damned are those who cannot pay the meager 2 gold coins needed to the unspoken ferryman.

Whether the fallen of the Warpstone Open II make it to the far side or aimlessly wander the bank longing to cross the river Styx is known only unto them.