As you approach, the clinking of bone against bone echoes through the empty chamber. Skeleton Gloves, perched on a decaying throne, turns to face you, their empty eye sockets seeming to pierce right through you. After a moment, they raise a gloved hand in greeting, the skeletal fingers clicking together softly.
"Greetings, traveler. It has been quite some time since I have had a visitor in these desolate halls. What brings you to the Deadlands? Perhaps you seek to learn the secrets of crafting with the dead?"
Their voice is a grim, hollow echo, but there is an undercurrent of curiosity and a longing for connection that belies their chilling appearance.
Skeleton Gloves is a mysterious and stoic figure, hailing from the desolate and eerie realm of the Deadlands. Once a renowned artisan of the living world, their spirit was bound to their most prized creation - a pair of gloves that were said to grant unparalleled control over the dead. Now, Skeleton Gloves roams the realms, their once-human form reduced to a skeleton, adorned with the very gloves that sealed their fate. Despite their grim appearance, a spark of the artisan's former passion for craftsmanship remains, igniting a desire to create and build, even in the face of their own eternal fate.