[center][color=black][b][h2]Mourningstar[/h2][/b][/color][/center]

As Mourningstar finished removing her new helmet from it's previous resting place, she was assaulted by a series of system messages from all over. A level up, Fireball II, a dungeon formation. That last one excited her the most, dungeons meant respawning monsters and bosses, albeit probably no boss monsters at the moment considering what they did to Rattleskull. A hint of sunlight peeked through the cavern roof, a beam of light settling on Mourningstar as if to celebrate her survival. [color=black][b]"Yeah. Good job me."[/b][/color] She whispered to herself as she mentally patted herself on the back.

Of course her mental celebration could not last long, for both Oberon and Asura had suddenly become eggs. She stared at them for a minute as the others left, before shrugging and floating onto Rattleskull's corpse. Looks like she was going to be the designated guard for now, no big deal. She then got to work on her next project, trying to make this thing into a helmet. At first she figured she could just scoop out all the innards and just wear it like that, but then she realized that might be a bit awkward. After scooping out all the innards with Lesser Force, she then got to removing the lower jaw from the rest of the head, making it less helmety and more hatty. 

Next up was making sure the thing could actually stay on her, which was where the headband she had looted came into play. She looped that through the top part of the jaw and over the skull to make it into a strap, one she could sorta tie under her body so that it wouldn't come flying off. In the end, she had turned Rattleskull's head into a hat slash body armor thing. [color=black][b]"Wow this is super gross. And morbid."[/b][/color]