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 This was a first in the Skeleton's unlife. Give up the opportunity to absolutely batter a single person in favor of beating multiple beings, with a reward to boot? The dilemma pissed him off, to say the least. As he stared blankly at his palms, the figurative gears inside his skull spun, cracked, exploded and melted into a white hot steaming metal goo. To noone's surprise, he released another ear-shattering scream before finally falling silent, and raised his head to face the wizard.

 [b]YES. FUCK IT.[/b]

 The Skeleton angrily adjusted his belt with two sudden movements, bringing his tattered kilt higher up, and bashed his knuckle duster slabs together to vent some of his potentially infinite fury. He shook his torso violently, producing a loud clatter, and gave the mage a blank look, awaiting instructions. A faint grinding sound produced by his fingertips scraping against his fist weapons signified that the undead creature's decision to help did not calm him in the least.