Clavicus decided that, before he questioned Armando’s crew, he would first find out more about his life, what he did, and finding out where he lived was the best place to find out. 
He had no need to ask anyone, though, he could sense things, and had a stronger instinct than mortals did, and using these senses he pinpointed exactly where the Salazar mansion was located, despite the fact it was in an area miles and miles from where he was at the moment. “His house is rather large, I can see it” Clavicus said, “Clearly he think of himself as important … But don’t ALL lesser beings?” Barbas looked at Vile “You think we can get there, Master?” The Daedric Prince gave his dog an unimpressed look “You doubt that I can, Barbas?” “Not at all” replied the dog “but let’s face it, we have not been in this realm long enough to know where places are, so it won’t be easy for you to manifest somewhere who’s location is unknown to you” Despite Barbas being mostly right, Clavicus still rolled his eyes, “I am aware of that, but you seem to forget that I do not need to know where I am to travel … all I need is an idea of where it is”, and without another word, he instantly manifested himself and Barbas to a new place. 
It was evening where they had ended up, near a hill, over looking a town, and on the hill was a large mansion, “Oh, look, you see?” Clavicus said “And here you were doubting my abilities”.  

Eliza was wearing layers, and couldn’t do many tasks at night. Everything was so dull and cold then. The sun was setting and she was dreading another night. Even conjuring a sphere of light was difficult. She moved out into the yard, dumping garbage and organizing the tools.

That’s when she became aware of a presence nearby. Two in fact. At first she had thought them merely people. But something was off in the air, and she didn’t feel comfortable. It set the hair on the back of her neck rising, and her teeth on edge.

The shifter trembled and chanced a look, not able to keep from seeing whatever it was anymore.

For lack of a better term….two demonic entities now stood next to the mansion. Eliza blinked at them, hoping they were hallucinations. No such luck. Shit…

“Hello there….” she ventured, praying it didn’t set any tempers off.

Barbas smelled Eliza before he could see her, so when the Shifter made herself known verbally, Barbas pretended to be surprised, as did Clavicus, who also knew there would be bound to be someone in the vacinity. They noted that the girl was not a vampire, and they could sense that she didn’t exactly belong there … she seemed not only out of place, but out of time. Wherever and whenever she was, she did not belong here. “Greetings” Vile answered “I believe someone by the name of Salazar lives here? I was wondering, could you tell me about him? I only just met him, you see, and I seem to have a hard time trusting people who I don’t even know properly” he said this with an outwardly pleasant tone, but Eliza could sense there was darkness behind his words, and she was unsure of whether or not she should tell this – whoeever or whatever he was – anything about Armando or his family. Clavicus could tell she was trying to work out in her head what was going on, and yet again he felt himself getting impatient, “I can see yet again I am going to have to introduce myself.Honestly, Barbas, can you believe this realm? It needs to be educated and taught a serious lesson! The mortals here are even more clueless than the ones on Nirn” He turned back to Eliza “I could tell you who I am, but you would simply want more answers to more asinine questions, and I really don’t have time for that. All you need to know is that I have power that can give you anything you want, and anything that others want. I can tell you’re not from here, I can tell you’re miserable, despite what you tell yourself, despite what you tell others … You think you don’t need anything or want anything, but that’s a lie. There is definitely something you want, something you’ve always wanted … No, there are more than a few things you want, but are unable, or unwilling to get them. I guaruntee you will get anything and everything you’ve wanted, if you tell me who this Armando Salazar is”. 

She stood there, listening to the demon rattle off a speech. Her eyes started to glaze over and she pinched the bridge of her nose. 

“You want the 411? Alright, buddy….Armpit Saladpants is a 400 year old vampire who had a father that vanished when he was a teenager….rumored to have been either taken by pirates, or joined them. Disgusted by what happened, Armando joined the navy to hunt pirates and eradicate them from the sea….”

Eliza sat down on a bench to rest, fighting a dizzy spell.

“Unfortunately him and his crew were tricked into a large sea cave by a young pirate named Jack Sparrow…he used a spell to trap the vampires there….for 30 years they were stuck until he accidentally freed them. It’s been a few years since they got free of the cave….Armando is still a naval captain…that’s about it….Uh…what else…he really likes apples…..a lot.”

She hoped this is what the demon wanted to hear. Putting the rake down, Eliza stretched.

“And as for what I want? Well, I’m not dealing with the devil to get it. That would fuck things up in my life that are already fucked up enough. No thank you. I’ve seen a lot of horror movies, I know what happens, no matter how beneficial and harmless you try to make your wish be, there will always be a loophole.”

Clavicus didn’t know whether to be impressed, annoyed, so instead he decided to be all of the above, “Oh, a smug one are we?” He sneered “I must say I would find your arrogance toward me impressive, if it were were a smart thing to do … But of coarse it’s not, and you’re clearly lacking in the intelligence department, aren’t you?“ He eyed her angrilly, fighting the urge to use his powers to break all the bones in her body, “Unlike this Armando Salazar, I don’t need to hear your story to know how much of a sad individual you are. Despite only being in this realm for a short time, I can tell you are not from here, so let me guess … you ended up here, not because of bad decisions, but because you were foolish. You did not listen to certain people – or a person – in your life, and because of your recklessness you ended up here, among people you hate. Oh, and you hate them, no matter how much you think you don’t, deep-down you really very much hate them; after all, if you didn’t, you would not be this bitter. They have treated you badly, and you expect the world to be fairer to you … I can tell you right now, it willl never be fair. Regardless of whether you want something from me or not, I know you have, and always will,l try to get what you desire by any means necessary. All of you mortals are the same:greedy, gullible and easily manipulated, and despite how much you say you care, you ALWAYS put yourselves first. 
“I am also not a Devil, I have nothing to do with your silly little religions and beliefs. I’m a Daedra, a spirit from another realm, called Oblivion, and this is my dog, Barbas” he gestured to Barbas who was glaring at Eliza, “And I suppose I should ask who you are? Or should I just call you ‘Worthless Maggot’ and be done with it?”