An upstairs suite room within the Tipsy Imp plays host to a horrific scene tonight. The still, lifeless body of Lilith Starling rests slumped over to one side upon a red soaked couch. Her head had been completely severed from her neck with a single, clean strike from a bladed weapon. The head sits neatly in the centre of the carpet. The head has been propped up so that the still, lifeless eyes are angled so that they may stare back at the headless body sitting before it. Liliths previously beautiful face had suffered a horrible mutilation as the flesh from around her mouth and cheeks had been carefully sliced open and peeled off so that the entirety of her teeth and gums were visible. Nothing of value had been taken from the body except a single rose which was laid gently before the severed head. A few partial bloody foot prints would be spaced around the carpet and lead back towards the room entrance before suddenly vanishing. The lock on the door would also show signs of tampering. The half breed barman would recollect Lilith renting the room with a pale, lithe elven woman with black hair and a somewhat distant look in her eyes.