Jareth/Siana/Peony
Peony nodded to Siana, then met Monaco's gaze, nodded a greeting to him as well. "I would say," she said, picking up her skirt to step around the wreckage which had once been human, "definitively not." There were no symbols, no feel of magic, and the body...
Cormac would examine her, but it did not look as the others had been described to her. The blood had not been drained, the cuts were... messy. And... "Her skin appears... strange," Peony murmured. The bits of skin not mutilated by cuts had a strange, tight and red appearance in places. She could not quite place it, but it did not seem the result of whatever instrument had been used to cut her.