"Of course." Ink said as she fluttered the fan that came with the outfit she was wearing. She smirked as she looked on as she was lead to her 'master'. Odds were he'd either be satisfied with her look or not. Whatever it was, she would lay odds that he had something for her to do. Last time it was to deliver a message to a dealer of books that refused to tell him what he wanted. All it had taken was turning the man's Pomeranian inside out to get him to accede. As she approached she bowed respectfully to the Elder.<br/><br/>"You asked for me Elder?" She said in the manner she had been trained to say.