((Sorry, RL has been busy and weird but good.))<br/>Dragox growls and continues to hold on as tight as he can.  He felt his claws start to drag against the wood some before he heard the waterbed start to talk to him.  He is able to keep his grip as it talks but isn’t able to make any headway against the sucking wind.  He hears what the frog’s ghost says and tries to think for a second.  His eyes then light up some.  “I am not one of the people who want to take your house but my job is for them.  They will stay away from this house until someone does this job.  But think, if I finish my job then everyone who wants this house will be here.  You can get your revenge against them at that time.  If I do my job then you will have a chance to get rid of all the relatives who want this place.  If you kill me then more and more people will come to replace me.  But if you get rid of the bosses then people will stop coming.”  Dragox then hangs there and waits, hoping that his logic makes sense somehow.