[b]The necromancer's gaze snapped to the man, his eyes glowing with an unearthly orange light, a strange sunburst over the one that was not hanging out. His fist was still burning, and he raised it again, this time several more corpses rising around him, mostly just standing there, their eyes, again, burning away in the same blue fire. The flame in his fist dropped off onto the bones, flowing across them, burning runes into them before collecting in the skull, the bones re-animating, held together by ligaments of flame.[/b] [i]"...is this your doing?.."[/i] [b]The Necromancer asked in the same coarse whisper, carried aloft by an ethereal wind. His fist was no longer flaming, it seems that power was now tied to the skeleton. The Necromancer turned to face them, the corpses around him rallying behind the Skeleton.[/b]