Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26998060-20180725201503/@comment-26892768-20180729183739

A shadow passes over Alnino. If he looks up, he'll see that the cause of the shadow is, in fact, a dragon in various shades of dark green with fur running down its back, its neck consisting entirely of exposed vertebrae, and most peculiar of all, a throne growing directly out of it's back.

The dragon lands a few feet away from Alnino, facing the prison of the parasite. A figure steps off the dragon. He wears a black and gray suit, with gray boots and gloves, wields a metal staff with two sharp blades sticking out to the sides at the top, and his head is nothing but a crystalline skull, although this is somewhat hidden by the war helmet he wears. On the figure's shoulder is an orange-furred monkey in bone-like armor, with a large claw of bone replacing its left hand and the left side of its face being a scarred mess of muscle - what could have done that? Acid, maybe?

Thankfully, neither the figure or the monkey seem interested in him. They're both looking at the prison

The monkey hops off the figure's shoulder and...begins to talk. What. "Well, my liege, we've arrived. Let's not waste any more time - better to get to them now rather than-"

"He's not done." The figure interrupts. His voice is raspy, cold...indifferent

The monkey blinks. "Er, pardon?"

"I doubt he'd be pleased with any interference. Let him finish the mission. Then we go in." The figure continues.

The monkey groans. "So even after you took that detour, we still have to wait? Agh! Well, this is going to..."

He trails off. He's spotted Alnino. A predatory grin spreads over his face.

"Mandarin - look at the boy's stance for a moment. It was like that before we landed. Think about that." The figure turns his head, looking at Alnino. Presumably. Hard to tell with no eyes. "I think it's safe to say our ally's already taken an interest in him, and it'd be rude to keep the satisfaction of the kill away from him."

The figure turns around to fully face Alnino. "Of course, that's not to say we can't make it a bit easier. Mandarin. Watch the prison, and inform me when the mission is complete. You'll know when it is. Trust me."

"In the meantime..." The figure, better known as the Skeleton King, walks towards Alnino, ice starting to form around his feet.