"Lovely. I think I'll keep my distance from them," she said.<br/><br/>Alabaster was, as usual, deep in the bowels of the lair, at the old Queen's chambers, researching and cataloguing what she could. At the request, though, she offered a small smile. "I suppose I can take a break, and get some fresh air. Though it might be best to wait until night; traversing the region with a band of undead is generally not welcome."