I gesture for R'lyeh to wait for my response as I notice the zombie stumble around from Dorisma's attack. The thing seemed dazed, confused, and ready to drop, so I rushed in there with my rapier, and, forgoing any of the fancier moves, I simply thrust my rapier right into the thing's jaw, apparently with enough strength to finish it off. It seemed to reduce to dust as it hit the ground, along with its former comrades, which struck me as a bit odd. I then respond to R'lyeh's question with "Well, I heard that the desert kobolds don't mind necromancers, however, most kobold cities don't appreciate their dead rising from their grave, to say the least. As far as I'm concerned, it's just another power to use, just like magic, even if it's a bit weird, well, so's magic... of course, I'd prefer if THIS necromancer, whoever or whatever he may be, could stop, and find a grave, himself," Backstabs looked around in the areas where the zombies used to be, but apparently didn't find anything worthwhile as she started complaining "Hey, where's our loot!? Don't adventurers usually get loot after they beat their enemies?" She looked towards me, and I simply shrugged, and said "Hey, we're probably going to be facing more of those zombies, and zombies generally don't like fire, so, maybe we should grab any torch we see, you know, so we can light the next batch of zombies on fire... a rest might also be a good idea, I feel like I'm out of magical energy, and don't feel like I can cast any more spells," Who knows, maybe my injury could heal while we rest, as well. I then remember something, R'lyeh said something about that mystery potion earlier today, and I end up commenting "Hey, Riley, maybe while we rest, you could tell me what you found out about that potion we got off of that knight," I then head towards one of the torches, and take it. It was one of the unlit ones, on the opposite wall, so I didn't have to extinguish the flame before I put it away, though, all I really did was put it up my sleeve. We really needed a bag to hold our stuff, maybe even a bag of holding... that would be nice.