Two men duel infront of the Temple of Laanx. It's not long until one falls. The victor walks away in triumph as a priest exits the temple and walks to the scene. The priest sees the losing man laying on the ground, painfully injured.
"You are wounded, and you will surely die. Do you have any last wishes, my son, before you pass on?"
The man replied, "I wish I had married my beloved before my death."
His love was near and ran up to him. The priest married them before the temple.
The priest said, "You are married. Now get up and kiss the bride."
"But I thought you said I was going to die?"
The priest smiled and said, "We're all going to die one day."