[hr][hr][center][h1][color=8040bf]Eudora Esmeralda Erebus
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[hr][center][color=8040bf][b]Location: Lobby→ Apartment[/b][/color]
[color=8040bf][b]Interacting With: O.M.E.N. Agent ([@Morose])[/b][/color][/center][hr][hr]

Eudora cast her gaze down for a moment, muttering quietly to herself, [color=8040bf]"Tracking spell, tracking spell. Ahah!"[/color] Her eyes lit up as she continued, [color=8040bf]"I have just the thing! Don't worry,"[/color] she turned to leave but stopped dead in her tracks. [color=8040bf]"Ah but first,"[/color] she fished into her pockets and drew out a crumpled piece of paper, on it were poorly scrawled figures on it. It was her number. [color=8040bf]"My name is Eudora by the way,"[/color] she smiled at the man and then walked away at a brisk pace, a bounce in her step as she was now invigorated with a new kind of zeal. 

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Eudora now stood above the grand desk that was stuck to the farthest wall in her apartment. On it was a map of the surrounding area, a scrying bowl, candles, a picture of the girl she cut out from a discarded newspaper she found, and her old dusty flip phone that seemed to creek even if you just looked at it. She stared for a few moments at the phone, expecting a call but once none returned, she turned back to her little altar and rubbed her hands together, muttering words of encouragement to herself. 

She took the photo of the girl, wrapping it with the map and setting it alight with a candle. [color=8040bf]"I invoke thee, elements of air and earth, find whom I seek,"[/color] she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, dropping the flaming map and picture into the blow just before the flames could lick at her fingers. [i][color=8040bf]"Ostende illum mihi quem quaero,"[/color][/i] she muttered, feeling the energy of the spell rushing through her and into the bowl. She watched with glee as the soot mixed in and turned the water black, soon the pieces of paper sank below the inky surface. The excitement that filled her after every spell made her feel as if she was casting for the same time again.

Eudora leant up and peered into the black water, she saw a wrinkled face staring back at her. A face with locks of storm grey hair, a tired face, but a fire that shone behind her eyes, and she saw the smoke from the flame rising and mingling in front of the face, giving it an otherworldly look. She coughed and looked closer into the bowl, expecting a change, a clue, a piece of the map to float up and show her location.

And then...

A.N.: (Hope you don't mind me combining some of the spell variants together for dramatic effect. Eudora's tracking spell still functions the same as all the others, so need to worry there.)