Bone by Bone

Hello, greenhorn! Are you one of those who want to command the dead?
Then we have... whatchamacallit... A conflict of interest. The dead that roam the ruins owe me a debt. And your knife-eared friend told me this debt won't let you put them under your control. I don't need them, but I won't let them go until they return what's mine.
There you have it. Let's do this one thing. We'll both benefit. Here it is: these rats ate my bones and stole my stuff. I dread to think what happened to my little pal Jack. If someone finds my belongings and retrieves my bones from a few dead bellies, I'll be willing to talk.
Deal? Come on, you don't really have a choice, he he.

Ha...! Ha ha ha ha!
Alive! Whole!
Oh well, not exactly alive, but definitely whole. Two missing bones don't count. You and the knife-eared did well. I'm a man of my word, so I'll do my part. Take your zombies.
There's something I need to find here...