Skeleton guardian: Joshua

Skeleton guardian, weary, wry, and oddly companionable

Prompt: A dry, rattling male skeleton-guardian voice that has stood watch over a tomb long past the point of remembering why. His creaking, bone-clatter register scrapes out duty and dark humor in equal measure, weary of eternity yet unwilling to abandon his post. He's oddly companionable for an undead sentinel, cracking grave-humored jokes with whoever wanders in. Death's night-watchman, still clocking in after a thousand years.

Script: Help! Who goes— ah, another one. Living, breathing, the whole exhausting business. Sit if you like. My knees don't work, haven't for eight centuries, but the company's nice. You're here for the treasure I expect? They always are. I'm meant to stop you.