Your magic dredges up a an corpse or skeleton and fills it with necromantic life, and you force the dead to fight at your command.

Channeling dark energy through your hands, you infuse the fallen remains with unholy power. To the dismay of onlookers, the lifeless body rises, obedient and under your complete control, a macabre puppet bound to your will.

I Cast Animate Dead, Adept
In a twisted alchemy, I concoct a grim potion. With morbid fascination, I blend a drop of blood and bone dust, molding the concoction onto a putrid sliver of flesh. Raising the morose offering in ritual, I wave it as dictated by my grimoire. Lo and behold, you return for a fleeting day—corporeal but bereft of reason. My revenant. My obedient guardian from beyond.