The elven man grinned, and gave her an over-exaggerated bow. "Solael Kennyrthym, at your service," he said, giving a chuckle. "It seems you've run afoul of a necromancer, hmm? Perhaps you could use a bit of assistance?" He stepped forward, into about the same place the necromancer had previously occupied, one hand grabbing a generous amount of her ass, as the other sliced forward, severing the ropes binding her. Even once she was free, though, he gave her a little squeeze, before stepping back. "I'm certainly glad I got to you, before this fiend could turn you into yet another monster, that's for certain! It would be a waste to lose someone quite as good looking as you," he said.