[b]"That's a good idea,"[/b] a deathly voice rasped from the shadows. [b]"But not necessary... at least for now."[/b]

Stepping out of an adjoining corridor hidden within the sides of the main chamber, a ghastly figure in tattered rags and a pale cracked skull for a face revealed itself.

Standing at the height of a man with hands wrapped in bandages and strips of leather, holding together the remains of decaying flesh, it was plain for all to see that the figure was undead. No different in appearance from the others encountered outside of the pyramid.

However unlike those others, this one's steps were fluid and possessed a sense of purpose. It was also very conspicuously [i]not[/i] using the sword and dagger at its side to attack anyone.

Instead it rested a dessicated hand on the hilt of its weapon and continued conversationally, [b]"Name's [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5657321]Bones[/url]. You must be ones who woke me up. This whole damn place too."[/b]

Pointing into the main chamber, Bones heaved an exasperated sigh - or at least the imitation of one - as he groused, [b]"There lies your next obstacle and quite frankly it's got me stumped. Been trying to find a way to get further in, but no such luck."[/b]