Aerth was deep in work as the woman pushed open the door, Potions were already being brew and spells we're being chanted her elven tongue rushed over the world with a cover of grace even though they were spoken with a dark accent.<br/><br/>Creaking, the door moved, and so did the woman she spun and looked at the sight, a woman stood there whip in hand like a coiled cobra, ready to strike. "Jezebel" she rich accent coated the name "Congratulation are in order" she purred.<br/><br/>She quickly negotiated the maze of arcane book and magic equipment. She kissed the woman long and passionately. She smiled playfully biting the woman's lip as she withdrew from the kiss. "What can I do for you?" She asked.<br/><br/>It was then she noticed the men. Large, Smelly Beasts. She spat on the floor. "I see" she said all hope about the visit being purely for a fuck leaving her. "You better bring them in" she ordered and beckoned the woman and the 3 men into the room.<br/><br/>"I understand what you need me for, But tell me why should I? Just put them to work in the labour camps" she said turning her back to the woman and turning her attention to a boiling pot. She added a small crimson powder before stirring the brew.