In theory, as it is mine. They're not like the other undeads. Those were all animated before we got here by energies unknown, but these...
[He pauses a moment before realizing that Qubit probably wants to see that he can withdraw his own energy. His eyes flick to Ol' Shittybones, the poor, malformed creature looking expectantly at him from his thigh-high vantage point. His fingers curl against his palm, as though warming it up, before he places his hand atop the skeleton's head.
His own energy animating the creature feels like a constant, quiet channel, much as he would have once used for healing. He pulls it back to him -- there's no fanfare, no brilliant light or spark of energy as the bony abomination falls to pieces, coming to rest in the dust and dirt at his feet.]
How my energy animated them without my knowing is admittedly troubling. It is an effort that should take some degree of concentration, at the very minimum.
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[He pauses a moment before realizing that Qubit probably wants to see that he can withdraw his own energy. His eyes flick to Ol' Shittybones, the poor, malformed creature looking expectantly at him from his thigh-high vantage point. His fingers curl against his palm, as though warming it up, before he places his hand atop the skeleton's head.
His own energy animating the creature feels like a constant, quiet channel, much as he would have once used for healing. He pulls it back to him -- there's no fanfare, no brilliant light or spark of energy as the bony abomination falls to pieces, coming to rest in the dust and dirt at his feet.]
How my energy animated them without my knowing is admittedly troubling. It is an effort that should take some degree of concentration, at the very minimum.