[center][b][i]Here Cometh the Wolves[/i][/b][/center]

Laenaia's lips twitched as Janelle verbally poked at her direction when the archmage addressed Esyllt. She had traveled across the desert before, that there was no shade she could find was something she had known and experienced. Even if she can't find a shade, she could still damn well cover herself, Although if the mission would end up with them going further inland, she had to find a mask or something similar to use to cover her face, just her hood should be enough, but she preferred the additional covering, especially with the desert's wind.

The vampire gave an inscrutable gaze to the archmage when she was addressed before the dismissal. Nevertheless, she gave Janelle a compliant nod, "I shall make note of your wish were I to interact with the proud one in the future."

She watched Janelle lifting a shroud covering an object. The object beneath turned to be a very unappetizing looking corpse with the stale stench of blood now covering her sense when it was covered by the shroud earlier. Although the sight wasn't something that would disturb her too much, the smell was another thing and she winced. The middle-aged woman paused before explaining further of what she knew about the situation and a request of trying to keep the investigation quiet. Afterwards, the archmage left, leaving her aide with them. 

The rogue, James decided to take a closer look of the corpse and calling to Jellial to do the same. Laenaia looked back to the Captain, "Can I meet with the good doctor... Jazrael after this?" she asked. If the doctor had been handling all the victims, then questioning him would be the first step to take, how could she find what was missed when she didn't know what had been looked before?