She offers you some water, it's foetid but potable, taken from disused wells.
"Periodically, small groups splinter off from our community, usually to pursue their own dissenting ideas. My own apprentice, Gaunt Cadaver recently lead a few followers away to form his own clan. We are fascinated with your corpses, for we don't leave our shells behind. Mummification is a ritual that I've long wondered about. Gaunt Cadaver, however, sought to use necromancy to understand the mysteries of mummies. I will not tolerate this blasphemy, this desecration, but we lack the means to root him out ourselves. Go to the estate on the other side of the hill, and stop my apprentice's profane experiments. Will you do this, adventurers? Bring back proof of his death, he has a magic stone he swallowed, and I'll be at your service. Further, I'll reward you for any of my people you bring back to me alive."