( The ghoul shuffles a bit, the sound of wet, raw flesh most likely disconcerting to everyone who isn't Haelva, or who isn't familiar with the sounds associated with necromancy. )
Of course. I am always happy to explain. ( And she is! It's the wizard in her. ) They are bound to me, and do whatever I wish for them to do, so long as the spell holds. I am not in the habit of making creations I cannot put in the ground again, so it is a temporary thing. ( Nor is she in the habit of keeping them with souls, or binding them to any. At least not that she remembers, but she cannot say for certain. ) For combat, nearly entirely. I do not give them the capacity for much else, though I suppose I could. I approach it as... simply making use of what is left, and see no reason to embellish or experiment. Their souls are gone, after all, but the body remains.
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Of course. I am always happy to explain. ( And she is! It's the wizard in her. ) They are bound to me, and do whatever I wish for them to do, so long as the spell holds. I am not in the habit of making creations I cannot put in the ground again, so it is a temporary thing. ( Nor is she in the habit of keeping them with souls, or binding them to any. At least not that she remembers, but she cannot say for certain. ) For combat, nearly entirely. I do not give them the capacity for much else, though I suppose I could. I approach it as... simply making use of what is left, and see no reason to embellish or experiment. Their souls are gone, after all, but the body remains.