"I see. You are a mix of things, as far as my world is concerned. It sounds like you are quite similar to what I am as a necromancer. My minions-" He held out a hand and one of the bone minions broke from the pack around Limbface and jumped up to clamber up his arm. "-are not near so intelligent."

He worked at the buttons on its back, slowly revealing a bone spine and tight red flesh. The minion wiggled free and perched itself on the arm of the chair, its blank sockets turned towards Kalenedral. It looked like it had the skull and bones of a raccoon. It's what was around at the time.

"To be proficient with maintaining summoned undead is something we might specialize in as well, I did. It find it convenient. Why did you choose that route?"