Arkun gives his staff a twirl after the final zombie goes down, heaving a sigh of relief.  He stands quiet as Rylan gets out his frustrations and fears on the fully dead body of the zombie.  Good thing Brandy is not here to see this....

As they walk along and discover the apparent author of this undead grotesquerie, Arkun stops and crouches, his senses tingling and he grips his staff even tighter.  He counts the numbers in the next room and begins to formulate spells in his mind that would be helpful... He looks to Aldric, simultaneously reaching back with a hand for Rylan, looking to calm and quiet the warrior as they ponder the best way to approach.  He listens for any whispered command and readies himself to attack.  

Rylan's face registers fear and revulsion as he involuntarily whispers to himself... "Selune's tit... This place just gets worse and worse... Where did these bodies even come from?"

He tries to catch Aldric's eye, indicating toward his sword as if to say, "Do we fight?"