Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160229022316/@comment-26852465-20160307064609

The two skeletons turned in surprise.. one more than the other. The green haired skeleton, the one that kept yelling, stared. Dumbfounded. The girl that seemed more level-headed spoke in her place.

"Er.. yeah. About that. The.. Wight you're looking for.. her name is Mistress Zabie. She uh..."

"She won't just let go that easily! She needs a bigger army of zombos so she can deteriorate more Order cities, she said!" The energetic one cut in.. a stupid grin on her face.

"Yeah.. what she said. So she uh.. kinda enlisted us to keep her guarded... and uh, we're kinda thralls, so.. yeah, can't answer your request with a yes." The purple haired skeleton scratched her head.

"Feeble hoomin! We have rigged this whole school with dastardly traps and frustrating puzzles! We've even gone as far as re-designing the school to keep you away from the Principal's office!"

"What? No we didn't."

"Ssh.. he doesn't need to know that. Er.. so-so yeah! Bad girl banter, evil laugh, mua-ha-ha! Come, sister! Let's see how he handles our skillful, improvised dungeon!" The green-haired skeleton grabbed her sister by the arm, pulling her out of sight.