To the unfamiliar, the hallways, chambers, and dead-ends of Stygia's castle were arguably about as deadly as the demonic dragoness who resided there. Stygia, while powerful, was paranoid, and one of her greatest worries was that somebody would come to spirit away her riches when she was gone from her castle.
When Stygia occupied her castle, she spent almost all of her time sleeping in her acid pit inside her treasure chamber (to which Meeta was close, but not inside of), which, of course, left her undead guards to patrol the halls of her castle, as they once did in life.
The figure took a few moments to register Meeta's presence, but it eventually stepped out ofthe shadows. A half-skeletal corpse, wearing a breastplate and mail and clutching a bastard sword in one of it's rotted hands. Its eyes burned a deathly blue, and it opened its mouth in a silent scream as it charged forwards, intent on splitting Meeta's shoulder with a downward swing.
