<strong>The abode of the Necromancer<br/></strong><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i53.tinypic.com/2217oz.jpg)</div><br/>Bowing his head the Necromancer turned and continued on his way his guardian following suite, he paused for a moment to remark with a look over his shoulder.<em>“Come then this way, it is not far and it is not much but it is a home in this sinful place.”</em>He chuckled to himself as he walked on at the irony of the Inquisitors and gangs of thugs that dared to call him a heretic even here in the City of Sin's itself.<br/><br/>It was not a long journey a few minutes at the most and as the Necromancer had said it was not much, not much to look at all a dilapidated house that looked like it had seen much neglect and ruin over the years. But it was a shelter and a home to the Necromancer and given the run in with the thugs it was easy to imagine why such a place may make sense as a home, his female friend and companion opened the chained and padlocked door before pushing it aside with a creak for her ward. He bowed his head to avoid the low ceiling and beams as he headed in muttering a few divine  prayers for light as he moved deeper into the abode, spark of shimmering light illuminating the room in a gloomy light which cast flickering shadows over all. The female companion waited for all to enter the masked figure seeming inclined to remain outside, with a slightly suspicious glance to the masked figure the woman closed the door and turned to the room.<br/><br/>The Necromancer beckoned them deeper into his abode holding up his staff to light the way along a narrow dusty cobwebbed corridor, the whole front of the house was filled with broken wood and junk. This gave the impression that nobody lived or had lived here for years although a trained eye could spot that this was likely arranged to appear as such, leading them into the back of the house he tapped upon a sturdy iron bound door with his stuff and muttered strange words beneath his breath.  The door creaked and opened inwards revealing a more well lit room decorated in a rather macabre and grim fashion, small alcoves all about the wall contained skulls and other bones ever burning candles and offerings mixed amongst them. The room was decorated further with a banner of the city state of Hollowfaust and alter and statue of the Grey King Nemorga, the room itself  held several book cases a large table and several chairs.<br/><br/>Ushering them into the room and to take a seat and make themselves comfortable the Necromancer waved his guardian away,<em>“I shall not be needing your protection here Iodali, get some rest.”</em>She nodded to her ward bowed slightly before moving of to leave her ward to his own affairs, The Necromancer turned to Shiloh and Woem and moved take take a seat in out of the high backed chairs,<em>“Please sit and be comfortable, and if you require anything just ask you have my thanks and hospitality what I can offer you I shall for your kindness. Now then you wished to talk with me, was our encounter not so much chance then ?” </em><br/><br/>