<br/><strong>The Necromancer and the Unfailing </strong><br/><br/>The Necromancer glanced between Shiloh, Weom and the masked figure upon whom his gaze seamed to linger for a moment, he nodded and looked back to Shiloh as he answered her his female companion and guardian seamed anxious and on guard.<em>“That we are, but I have a home here also perhaps you will accompany us to our abode and we can talk it is the very least that I owe for your kindly intervention.” </em><br/><br/>The female guardian finally sheathed her weapons and looked back to her ward bowing her head slightly, she spoke softly with a air of caution to her voice<em>“We should hurry...they may think to return in time.” <br/></em><br/>The Necromancer nodded and looked back to Weom offering a slight bow as he supported his gaunt frame with his staff.<em>“A pleasure to meet you all I am sure, well then come along it is not far unless you would prefer to talk elsewhere ?”    <br/></em><br/>