Elizabeth was becoming stronger as Merkaba in this dimension. It was going to be a glorious rise of her new dark cult. She would take this place away from the silly game makers and create a world of bleak death, destruction, and anarchy. The perfect tribute to her dark gods. There was still much to do however. For one... she was in need of a resupply of various corpses and organs needed for her rituals. It was not a easy thing to gather these together in this world. With players just vanishing and respawning if you kill them, and Merkaba did not need a whole army chasing her around (yet) for committing mass murder of the citizens. So when a quest talking about cleaning up pieces of the dead came about... Merkaba was quick to accept. Travel was simple enough. The mansion was right in Stockbon. For a 'holy' capital it surely held a interesting noble. Why would something like this even happen? Inside a mansion? It would seem that perhaps there could be a kinship between the dark witch and this house maester. Arriving at his abode, she would meet the man at the designated place after dark. Her dark clothing making her almost blend in to the darkness of the night. A cold look that hid how curious she actually was would gaze upon the man. "I am Merkaba. Your request was interesting to me. I will take the issue off of your hands gladly." She took a delicate bow and awaited to be let in or however it would work. The quest said that this was to be discreet and there were guards around. She normally did not enjoy hiding anything dark in a cloak of secrecy, but it came with the lifestyle. Her eyes signed red in the dark as she spoke again with the tiniest hint of urgency. Elizabeth wanted to she the massacred for herself. "Please show me to the location." @Roja D. Yuki @Asch
