Moonstone Quarry don't leave the lights on

He had found his way into this enchanting place. Neverwinter forest didn't really have a lot going on and he tended to wander beyond the borders fairly often. The entrance was beautiful, distant light from somewhere illuminating it. Mango hadn't really bothered to look up at the sky nor was he observant, and so the northern lights remained unseen. 

A lovely voice tugged him into the place like some siren upon the land. Curious, he follows it. Who is this mystery singer? Eventually the music stops and the words are you lonely break the air. And then he's curious as to, what kind of way to start a conversation is that? Girl shouldn't you ask for their name first? Maybe a hello? He thinks to himself with a muted chuckle.

It is then that he finally reaches her and it. A girl, nothing particularly remarkable about her. And here she stood next to... What the hell? The stench of death filled the place and he wanted to vomit right here, and, who was this horrible and strange person who would talk to a corpse? 

"Girl what the hell are you doing? Talking to that? That's so nasty why don't you just bury it?" He huffs while trying to keep the contents of his stomach down where they belonged. His eyes roamed elsewhere, refusing to look at the decomposing form.