Ugh. This was the stereotypical witch. Pointed hat, broomstick, and all. Nothing at all reminiscent of the Witch group Eudial was part of... except for that hair. Which reminded her of... no, she mustn't let her mind wander over to that wench.
Eudial had intentionally avoided talking with Marisa, because of the blonde's silly demeanour, but now ignorance was not an option... especially since Marisa was trying to make a helpful suggestion. She turned her gaze onto Marisa, and chuckled darkly.
"Hmhmhm... aren't you the thoughtful one," said Eudial. "Well, while I do appreciate your concern, I think you'll find that such fashion would be a hindrance to me than a benefit. But thanks for the tip."
Turning away from Marisa and Gaunt, she took out the watch that had come from the casket, and examined it. Eudial suddenly realized that she had no idea what day, month, year it was, or even time of the hour, so this watch practically told her nothing. Great... well what good was this supposed to be?! Oh yeah... sighed Eudial, I have to ask somebody what the date is...
Raising her voice, she inquired "I'd like to know what specific date this is... if anyone knows, that is."








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