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[color=ed1c24][b]Location:[/b][/color] Outside Rega, Fairy Island
[color=ed1c24][b]Tagging:[/b][/color] [@Yahrlan]
[color=ed1c24][b]Summary:[/b][/color] Grimjet was resurrected by a drop of wine and seeks out food to reform himself. Unfortunately,
 he has Devan on the menu.[/center]

The drop of wine rolled down jagged teeth, dissolving into the bone. The jaws snapped together as the limbless skeleton wiggled to and fro. Its neck was held by a noose. Sprouting freakishly from its torso were two arms and legs. Its sharp digits raked at the rope about its throat, severing it to drop its body into the sand. Lying on its back in the dirt, the skeleton exhaled on a rasp, [color=ed1c24][b]“The pain…”[/b][/color]

The skeleton then sat forward as golden sand dumped from its bones. A whimper quivered from it before its socket-less head turned toward the white-haired fairy who was flying away. However, it did not see a fairy. What it saw was food. The skeleton rose and started to creep after her. Its hands rose with curled greedy fingers, its jaws parting hungrily.

[color=ed1c24][b]“Food…”[/b][/color] it quietly hissed. If it had any salivary glands, then it would have been drooling. Blinded by an insatiable need. Once it felt it had managed to creep close enough to Devan, the skeleton attacked, reaching for her shoulders and jaws prepared to clamp down on her flesh.