Elian and his memories were solemn. If asked he'd probably care more about rest than anything else... His interaction with this world were labored, he'd probably just wish for a still nights sleep than a chance at this life... I slapped my face and stopped wallowing, I'd give him back this body if i could... Still the thought of being dead didn't sit well with me, still... I was here and I'd do my best to figure this all out, I acclimated to the name Elian and I got up to face the world however it might be.
I assessed my arms and the swelling was nowhere in sight. So I've got some time before I'm another casualty of this scourge. Surely this black mist could empower me, how can something that seems to be my power kill me faster, or maybe I'm just unfortunate...
Either way... I focused my eyes around me trying to see more of the mist that seems to have something to do with my sombre powers... Had it been under better circumstances I would have been excited, now this power just felt heavy and dripping with blood. Theron just stood there as I mumbled to myself "hmm... Show me something useful..."
The biggest source of the floating black mirage / mist was Theron and around the room the second was by a small opening at the bottom corner of the house just barely big enough to fit a mouse, then I got closer to look, I saw small pallets of animal droppings that led behind the Therons cot and some even by the thatch roof... So that's what it is the rats are spreading the illness it must be like a bacteria or something... Only way to get rid of the rats would probably be... finding a bunch of cats and letting them loose in the village... I could find some animals and reanimate them... Can I even do that...
I focused on the mist around the room, from the diseased droppings to Theron... I then felt it, it was warm, radiating warmth then I will the deathly mist closer to me and it seeped into me then I stopped. I didn't want to exacerbate my death variable. I checked my state and I felt a slight radiating warmth from within, like a blanket in the cold... "okay, that's a good sign". Checked the dark marks around my arms they seemed lighter... I then willed more,as time passed, I got hotter, felt more awake and then I started feeling like I was developing a fever and started to feel dizzy, I immediately stopped absorbing the mist and the dizziness stilled. I checked my dark marks, my skin looked even better than I remembered...
It's like anything related to death manifests itself as black mist to me and I can channel that in corpses and myself, it heals me and it resurrected Theron, well, his shell anyway... I decided to go collect food while I run some more tests.
I absorbed a lot, I feel more energetic and stronger. Will I heal if I cut myself... I reached Therons chest to get a leather working knive and made a small cut on my finger. I bled, felt the prickly pain and nothing else. I tried to guide the mist towards the cut and then after did I heal at a slow steady rate... So I guess I'll be able to heal over time using the mist.
Had so much to think about and try but I decided against staying here. Went to Mauds place for supplies and maybe even another undead helper...