Death is the sort of comedian that will say something, and then have to go on Letterman the next day to apologize for it. That is, if Death would actually feel the need to apologize.

I imagine a part of his routine would be off-color, morbid limericks.
 
    

When evil spreads across the land, and darkness rises and the monsters roam. When the creatures of the night make beautiful music, and the things that go bump in the night go bump with greater enthusiasm. When the world is in peril and is in need of a hero...

These guys are, sadly, the best the world can hope for. These are the adventures of the heroes of CVRPG. They mean well, they try hard, and occasionally they do the impossible...

They actually do something heroic.