The warlock looked a little disappointed that there weren't more of what he commonly called neighbors, "Airaels," he addressed the pair, "Do you know any water fae?" He really need to use water magic for the trap spell to work to its fullest against their enemy.
The pair stared at each other as if speaking through their eyes alone before looking at the male, "~We know of one but she isn't likely to leave her stream as doing so would mean that the polution from the mortals city will poison the waters. She might though as she has found the body of a headless woman under one of the plum trees she enjoys. We must warn you though she doesn't like men much.~"
Markus nodded then waves his hand to the assortment of items, "I understand you can have something for the information you have given me," He told them they quickly flitted to the holly branch and vanished with it, "I suppose I have my work cut out for me. Sadly I think Mary would be better off asking a man hater for help than a man."
Hexel shook his head as he let his tail wrap around said woman's waist, "You can talk to her on your own. After all man could simply mean all humans."
Sighing hard the warlock glared at the demon, "You suck."
A form appeared near the doorway of the bed room carried in her arms was a body wrapped in white cloth, "Good day, Hexel son of Sitri," The voice belonged to a lovely looking woman who looked around 16 years of age or so. Her eyes were and enchanting purple her long white hair was pulled back into a simple braid. Her dress looked to be made from water.
Hexel stiffened slightly. No one knew who his father was but his mother and himself. Glaring at the female he noticed a moment later who she was, "Ashiki."
"Oh wonderful you remember me!" her purple eyes lit up, "Now come take this woman's body from me and have your mortal invite me in. I can only force my way into a home so far."
He gave nod as he did as he was told, "Mary could you welcome Ashiki into your home. She is a demonic water sprite and a rather old friend of the family I'm afraid. He took the woman's body in his arms and moved to lay her down on the carpet. He left it covered as from the scent he could tell who it was.