Deep in the dank, dark woods a lone girl sat on a log, the pale moonlight streaming through the leaves drawing contrast to her unnaturally cold, grey skin as she sat there cleaning what would look at first glance like a big, red battle axe. Eh.. Such a mess... always the worst part about playing the part of a goody-two-shoes... the clean up... The rag I was using to clean my weapon turning a bloody red. The victim being a large basilisk that laid slain next to me, one that had been terrorizing the nearby town for a little while now.

With my axe now clean I smile. Alright... all done...no sense letting this go to waste... I mutter before two fangs shot out from within my rows of pearly white teeth and I sink them into the rag, it's red hue vanishing in short order. Ahh~... I quietly emote before smirking at the dead beast beside me and fiddling with my axe some more, an axe that on closer inspection was also a bass guitar! One that I was tuning before I stood up and gave it a little strum followed by a faint melody.

♩ I struck the beast in its scaly face ♫ Its deadly gaze I did outlast, ♬ And with one blow, the basilisk passed ♪ I layer on top a sassy little sprinkling of lyrical backtalk to the deceased beast before suddenly turning to the clearing of trees, my piercing red eyes practically glowing in the darkness as I stare, swearing I saw someone... Yeeello?