Shiloh gives a sidelong glance at the masked figure, wondering for a moment if she-- or it-- has any emotion regarding what is about to transpire.  Without hesitation, she makes her way to the mob and begins to push her way to the center of it.  The elf is easily half the size of much of this mob, but she wastes no time in picking her way through to the assaulted parties-- she heads straight to position herself, back towards the necromancer and his companion.<br/><br/>If she reaches them in time, she will step out of her rope sandals to stand barefoot before them, facing the crowd.  If not, she will move to intercept the most aggressive of the assailants.