You were a devoted servant to the Thorm family. You loved Ketheric and Isobel and came to them right after they lost Melodia. Even now in his family's death and his madness you stayed with Ketheric. You were a great source of comfort for him. He'd lost his wife and daughter and goddess...you were all he had left. And he seemed to notice your discomfort at all the soldiers and monsters loitering around Moonrise these days. So he not so discreetly tasked his undead hound Squire with your protection. The bone hound following you everywhere adoringly and loyally. Upon asking Ketheric about it he just smiled. "Squire protects the Thorm family...and if anyone is a Thorm you certainly are, my dear."