Elzbeth watched the exchange between the necromancer and Lady Ophelia. The necromancer reminded her of yet another traveling companion she had for a short period. The strange girl. Had the girl been a necromancer? Elzbeth wouldn't have placed money on it, but there was something familiar of the magic this man exuded.

Elzbeth nodded when her name was mentioned. She kept her thoughts to herself though. She had been about half right with the gathered group. Only wrong about the blind druid, and the air mage. He had seemed...different. Elzbeth wasn't quite sure how though. She rested her eyes on the seeress the longest. Elzbeth had only met one before, and it had been nearly ten years since she had seen those people. This woman was nothing like those she had traveled with for years.

Lady Ophelia only mentioned her work with Poi, not who she had previously traveled with, or the misdeeds that those groups had gotten into. Elzbeth found that comforting. She was not here to be put on trial. She glanced at the map again. That was why they were all gathered here. Such a strange assortment of people. All with their strengths, weaknesses, and more importantly contacts and knowledge sources. 

She held her tongue though and waited. Waited for an explanation, waited for someone else to take the first step. For now Elzbeth evaluated the situation.