Raa was thoroughly confused at this point, he hadn't just saved a damsel in distress? This was a job offering? He just passed an unknown interview?

He took the potion and pocketed it for later, trusting in his goddess to let him mend his wounds. As it was he had until sundown, so he began the process of gathering the remains of the fallen human to see about next of kin. *Bark* And to tend to his mouths to feed. 

As he went to the place he picked up the mace, there was something definitively wrong, the body was gone. Casting his eyes about, he spotted the last of the undead taking away the human. Holy venchance filled him as he approached as well as he could with a bad arm and put his hand upon the fallen body as if to claim ownership like two kids fighting over a toy. 

"He has not had his last rights, he did not fall by your hand, he will not rise as one of you...BEGONE!"

He let his turning flow through the body like a conduit of holy energy to harm the necromantic notions release to return to rest. As the undead blew away on the wind, Raa looked over at the wizard with a stare as if willing the arcanist to blow away on the wind as well before he threw the body over his shoulder. If he was uncontested, he would now try to leave once more to a church.

"Very well, I will see you at Pelor's passing."