Lydia just rolled her eyes. It was only fair, she supposed. "When I was much younger I stole two brothers from the town near the Mound. They were like pets to me, but they grew to be very precious. When they died I was devastated, and everything reminded me of them, so I just left. I've been wandering ever since, trying to find a place to call home. Along the way I got lucky, I charmed some very rich men, I made a few choice investments. And I ended up here. It's nice." She shrugged. "There's not much iron, not like cities. And it seems fairly quiet."