"Something like that - my town was called Thornwell." She actually brightens up; she hasn't gotten a lot of curiosity about her hometown, and there's a note of patriotic pride she can't help but keep in her tone. "I was one of a large family of nobles governed by a council of elders. My grandmother was in charge of most everything in the town, so I was rather well off."

She's lying about being a noblewoman, but everyone in her family would. The only reason they're allowed to claim it is because no one wants to tell an entire family of necromancers who bury dead everywhere for easy access that they're wrong.

"And you? You look like you come from an older time than me."