Quentan grinned, "Oh, Aye." he hefted the hammer, "Tis gud fer breakin' dead thin's." He thought for a moment, "An' wif 'nuf time, could make buckets o' holy water, cast ah few spells an' such.... but ta turn th' buggers... me trainin' nay so far yet.<br/><br/>He looked back at the mess one last time, "Tis fer sure th' work o' man, tha'... ah vengeful spirit wuldnay be so careful o' the mess... tis ah livin' bein' ta do tha' and tis surely connected ta th' prison... why else wuld he du et on the monument?