"Necromancers? Foulness indeed. It is likely a very good thing they are gone. You need not tell us where you live - I respect your care in your security. It's difficult being alone. I was alone for many years as a lad, until I found Haitith-" the Eidolon picks his head up and huffs air through his nose, but otherwise remains silent, "-and without a family until I found our Following. The Broken Tusk has a habit of picking up the lost and alone...if you need a place to be, I am certain you would be welcome."