Fleshskipper, the shadowmane. "Where is your overprotective loved one," Fleshskipper teased. "He is dead," Alpine sniffled. "That's grim," Fleshskipper said apologetically. He led them to the obelisk where he searched for a charge node. He was holding a weird metal. "Now, to get to the ship we need to consume element," Fleshskipper said cautiously. "Easy," Alpine interrupted. "Hold on, I was about to say that if we fail, we will be like nameless before you rudely interrupted me." Fleshskipper yelled. "Yeah right," Alpine muttered. "Now, who wants to go first." Fleshskipper said heroicly.