Sure

Nodding your head yes she leads the way, she began walking in the direction you'd come from, it was true that there was at least two more directions you had yet to try so you followed her lead, maybe the way she had come from, you assume was the opposite direction, only lead deeper into the cave, if there was anything you wanted right now it was information, and you doubted trekking deeper into this nightmare fueled cave cave would grant you that.

As you're walking you take the time to inspect your inventory and equipment, you find the shorts the Orc had worn, they offered 3 armor, looking at that number a thought had struck inside your head, had the Orc been wearing his shorts at the time of your ****, you'd very likely be dead. 'I'm lucky he got caught with his pants down' you mentally high five yourself for such a dreadful pun. While on the equipment tab you focus on the cloak, it was broken and currently offered 0 armor, but you could repair it for 4 bronze crowns, accepting the option your cloak suddenly filled itself out again like it was brand new.

'Spending money for instant repairs? This world is incredible.' You ponder to yourself, but then you remember what you were going to do earlier before the Elf had healed you. 'Observe' you mentally command and the all too familiar menu pops up. You look at the SP you had collected, 20 points to distribute, you think carefully and then begin assigning them to the best of your judgement.

Race: Jabber
Level: 7/10
Gender: Male
HP: 30/38
Armor: 5
Mana: 10/10
Strength: 5(+0)
Agility: 15(+0)
Speed: 14(+0)
Intelligence: 5(+0)
Wisdom: 2(+0)
Luck: 15(+0)
EXP: 8/10

With your SP allocated properly you checked your CP menu, while there were a few skills and abilities that caught your eye none of them really stood out beyond giving you the basics for other class skill tree's that you just weren't interested. If mining had taught you anything it's that specialization is key, had you stuck to those gold mines then maybe you wouldn't of died in that cave-in after all, you knew your way around those gold mines like the back of your hands, but the earth inside the copper mine was different, the rock was weaker and the support beams needed to have been closer together, knowing your shit is the difference between being a successful gold miner living it big and an inhuman mutant skeleton on some alien planet somewhere, apparently. This times things were going to be different, you'd save your points and dedicate yourself to a class.

Looking at the Elf sway her hips back and forth as she walked you couldn't help but feel aroused, frustratingly so in fact, with no skin you lacked your usual male appendage and couldn't obtain an erection no matter what you did and no matter how hard you tried. 'Being a skeleton sucks.' you grouch to yourself, the two of you walked in silence for a time, the Elf was now using a torch she had lit with her fire magic as you backtracked through the tunnel you had just walked through. Coming to the same fork in the road that you had not so long ago encountered she looks to you as if asking for your opinion.