Skeleton Dreamer

• Unevolved

  2

  2

  Last Words: Summon a Bullet Bike.

  Dreams have withered, warmth has fled; all that's left is a lone skeleton. The rhyme and reason of existence have fallen away with his flesh, yet he still digs at the river bottom—and at the bottomless fog of memories.
  —Tyneagh Mine Log, One XXXXXX: Beginnings

• Evolved

  4

  4

  (Same as the unevolved form.)

  After days of fruitless scavenging in the sand, a missive comes on the wind. The skeleton throws away his meager grains of gold and mounts his trusty steed. A newly discovered gold mine awaits.
  —Tyneagh Mine Log, One XXXXXX: Beginnings