Dark Jewel's Corner, Corpse Collector HQ, the Siren's Den Street.
Paintings of the famous Blessed One adorned the walls, situated right beside stairs leading up to the third floor of the building, and the sound of distant whispers echoed through the halls.
"…"
Malrick walked up the stairs.
He was a cold-eyed gentleman, and in the Dark Jewel's Corner, he was the boss of the Corpse Collectors.
Following his flapping coattail, Thomas and Kael made their way up the stairs, and soon after, entered the attic of the building.
In there, there were pale- and gray-skinned individuals seated in whatever space they could find, and they were currently putting together some coffins.
"I won't introduce you to them, but they are all Corpse Collectors, and they're currently putting together some coffins.
"We received an order from the Guild yesterday that apparently some party died during a raid, and we're supposed to go get them."
Malrick said coldly, turned to Kael, and asked.
