"Augh...I can't feel my arm..." Requiem moans, before realizing the limb in question hadn't been there from the beginning. "Thank you, angel. It seems everyone survived, no?" Requiem calls her zombie-bird to her, and inspects it for damage. It seems to have flown away once the ship crashed, sparing it from any harm.
The psiforged begins rubbing dust and dirt over her new undead, trying to mask its lifelessness. "Helpfully this should do." she mutters, looking over her work thoughtfully.
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Disguise
[roll]1d20+12[/roll]
Edit
Um. Seems the roll tags didn't work, for no reason I can think of. Oh well. Rolled it on invisible castle instead, got a 26.