#It's right on this account but Elsie's like -- while I'm impressed a ball knows my stance on this war---- can't it be better and tell me

[unyieldingvalxr]

(Elsie) ???? + Do you think maybe you're going after Tarleton so much because you want to join his side?

"This is without a doubt the oddest contraption." Quizzical, Elsie's gaze beheld the ball. It is cautiously rolled left to right in her hands as she lets her eyes inspect it. She's never seen anything quite like it before-- a ball that determined important choices. It seemed --more child's play than anything to be seriously utilized. So she decides to make the inquiry as expected.

"Do I wanna join Bloody Tarleton's side?" Comes her inquiry. Whilst she already knew the answer tucked deep within her heart, she gives the ball a shake as instructed.

Sea-glass orbs draw into a squint as she lets herself read the given answer. "Outlook not so good." A whimsical smirk graces her lips. Doing her best to look dignified rather than impressed, Elsie continued. "Well what's the point'a askin' this here, if ya already had ya answer? Tis not like this---- whatccha-ma-call it can predict much a'anythin'. Now, I woulda been more impressed if it told me somethin' like how many men the enemy had traipsing' bout these here swamps."