It took a few minutes of crying and Buddy giving Pylia a small bowl of water to clean her face with before she was finally calm enough to speak. Pylia sat back down into the bed trying to collect her thoughts. “... The worse part is, they turned my friend into... Into some sort of monster. An undead monster. She wanted to become a stronger spell caster so they killed her, and turned her into some sort of undead mage. They were going to do the same to me.”

Rubbing her eyes tiredly Pylia looked up towards you. “I suspect they still plan to do that to me. Thats why they’ve been following me. I thought maybe I could lose them in the city but... You saw them in the graveyard. This... This might sound odd, but usually those places are [i]protected[/i] from necromancy. So either those necromancers have become stronger, or even those sacred grounds aren’t safe anymore.”

Pylia took a deep breath before collapsing onto the bed, putting the bedsheet over herself. It seemed like she planned on taking a nap but she kept talking. “I don’t really know what to do about them. I figured as soon as you didn’t need me anymore, I’d go deal with them myself. I made sure at least they don’t know about you or the others. As far as they’re concerned they only want me. I... I wanted to make sure it stays that way.” Pylia turned over on the bed to look at you, hiding most of her face so that you could only see the top of her head and her eyes. They were red from her crying.

“You look like you still have questions. What is it?”