[hr][hr][center][h1][color=8040bf]Eudora Esmeralda Erebus[/color] and [s][color=6F7B70]Daniyal Lohi
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[hr][center][color=8040bf][b]Location: Fairgrounds[/b][/color]
[color=8040bf][b]Interacting With: Mullo[/b][/color][/center][hr][hr]

Eudora let out a relieved sigh as she drew out the small heap of the herb, the blood red berries burning vividly in her mind as she clutched it dearly in her off hand while she rose, her skin growing so pale it was practically translucent, she felt her heartbeat ring in her ears as she grasped the knife she produced from the folds of her dress firmly, her knuckles a deathly white as she swayed closer to the beast, weaving in and out of the carnage, trying to focus on the mullo from between the flurry of knives and deadly swipes. Maybe if she struck at the right time, she could hit the monster's heart and stuff whatever hawthorn she can into the wound and, if not kill it, at least keep it down for long enough for someone to decapitate it, the most cherished way of killing any supernatural. 

Eudora hung back, jittering as she tried to stay light on her aged feet. Nervously waiting for an opportunity to face the monster without the risk of accidentally stabbing an ally, she couldn't take any more risks. She offered a prayer to whatever powers that may be and darted forward when she saw an opening to attack, she attempted to be quick. Float like a butterfly and sting like a bee and all that. She ducked in and attempted a stab at the beast before hopping back, hoping she didn't lose a limb in the process.