Plum was weary - the only contact he had with the undead monsters was by dealing with low-level skeletons, zombies, or ghouls that would sometimes arise from the dead if some poor creature's corpse wasn't properly disposed of with fire.
The teal-scaled lizardfolk was aware that the high-ranked undead monsters should be able to gain consciousness and intelligence that was just as good as the one possessed by any living creature - but at the same time, he also knew that the hatred for the living that every undead was carrying in their lifeless bodies wasn't something that could be controlled...
Still...
