Shira'stasa, awaiting the quick death of Acenath, is shaken when Juliette falls to a hidden dagger. "No!" comes the deepened cry from the Tenant's mouth, her form clearly radiating with necrotic energies. Her glowing eyes seething with rage, Shira'stasa raises her hand, crackling with energy, as she cries a short phrase from her open codex.
The Tenant hears Juliette let off a final deathrattle as she passes and falls limp, staring forever into the sky above. It is only a brief second or two, however, before the Imardanian woman's vacant, dead eyes turn a sickly green and flicker. Her wound turning a dark, gangrenous color of bile, she rises from her back to a knee, then to both feet. Her face, moments before wrinkled and strained against the agony of the knife-wound, is now lacking any emotion. Juliette -- or whatever is left of her at this point -- stands above Acenath, at the full command of the witch.
"Your suffering will be quick, though you deserve worse," Shira'stasa shouts with biting tone, spittle cast from her lips as she does. "You and your kind shall be reaved, split asunder, and buried underneath the desert dunes. Only vultures will find you, and your bones will bleach, forgotten and lost. I sentence you to such a fate!"
The risen form of once-Juliette steps forward suddenly, wrapping her hands around the bandit-woman's neck with inhuman power. Gripping tightly, she begins to strangle the life out of Acenath while Shira'stasa stands from afar, her hands contorting in difficult control. Acenath fights against the force, but once-Juliette continues squeezing as tightly as the witch can command.
It is only a short moment before Acenath goes limp. From atop the table, however, Shira'stasa does too, suddenly losing consciousness from the exertion of her arcane powers. Toppling from the table and landing harshly on the desert ground, the woman doesn't move. Juliette's corpse falls lifelessly to the sand as well, no longer possessed by the necromantic powers. The three women lay on the ground, quiet and unmoving.
Mechanics- [SHOW]
Arcana check to raise Juliette as a corpse: 10(1d20) +13 = 23
Sorry Scratch. RIP Juliette.