Watching as Linda proceeds to create yet another rather intimidating-looking zombie from the defeated dracotaur, Aethon can't help but feel a little conflicted about their use.  The undead were one of the few things that most of the clergy of the various deities held similar views on, and while his particular worldview was more than a little different than most of his colleges, he was still a little uneasy about Linda's almost cavalier usage of them.  On the other hand, he certainly didn't doubt their effectiveness; even if used as simple meatshields in combat they were very effective at soaking up wounds that otherwise would have been inflicted on the rest of the group.<br/><br/>Shaking his head slightly to clear his thoughts, he turns to Synys and Nako when they mention their wounds.  "Ah, yes.  That I can do; just stay near a moment."  Placing a hand over his Octogram and closing his eyes, he murmurs a few quick words under his breath and a now-familiar (to the rest of his companions) feeling of warmth washes over them, closing wounds and healing bruises in its wake.<br/><br/>[<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/137274">Channel Energy</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">3d6</span><span style="font-weight: bold">10</span>damage healed in a 30 ft. radius ]