The sudden shout came to be a rather sudden surprise for the necromancer finding himself falling out of his chair along with the scythe he had been hiding under the table. He did his best to keep his musical tools from harm as he landed though the scythe would fine as it clattered upon the ground.<br/><br/>After placing his fallen belongings onto his table and as he was getting to his feet, he removed his hood granting him a better chance to see the source of that sudden shout, though removing his hood revealed his unnatural appearance at least from a human's point of view. Scanning the room he saw what appeared to be the source a rather strong and durable looking humanoid with a pair of tusks staring at him. He couldn't tell which was worse the face of the one shouting at him or his own, though there was one thing he knew it spoke words he didn't understand.<br/><br/>"Mind repeating that, as I don't think you're speaking clearly?" Asked Leogeon as he used some negative energy to heal any scratches from the recent tumble. He hoped the creature spoke common or at least the same language as the drow, otherwise the sudden wall in communications might cause some difficulty for him.