Blast! I should have left those troublemakers behind!

This is unconscionable! I have got to control this...

You! How long have you been standing there?

Player: "Long enough."

I...I...Oh, bother! I might as well tell you.

Copies of Castings, my old Occult High School yearbook, are circulating...again! It's just not fair! I was SURE I'd destroyed every last copy!

WHY? My picture...it's...it's...TERRIBLE! You have simply GOT to help me find them all! Pleeeease!

Player: Accept.

I'm pretty sure the Shulack Sugarcrooks are behind it. I locked them up in the Coliseum after that...unfortunate...incident at the fountain, but I'm willing to bet that they're not there now. Argh!

I have to find all the copies of Castings!

You're laughing! Ah, you've never seen a really bad picture of a witch, have you? Hmmm...think about it for a minute. Yeah...frightening, huh? Now are you ready to help me?

Player: "I will dedicate myself to this task!"

Have you found any copies of Castings?

If that picture ends up in "What Witches Wear," I swear I'll deconstruct those Shulack Sugarcrooks! I'll go totally cataclysmic on their fuzzy behinds!

What have you got there? You're hiding copies from me, aren't you?!

Player: "Calm down! Here's what I have."

OK, I've incinerated five copies of Castings, but I know there's more.

Find me those copies! Don't try to deal with them yourself, or you'll end up with six arms or something.

They're protected with strong damage-prevention hexes. I can get around those, but you? Not so much.

Player: "Six arms could be useful..."

Yes! Yes! You found some!

What? No, no...I've never used magical augmentation. Magical enhancement is frowned upon in the Witch community. We witches have higher standards than that. It's just a...a...bad picture...err...bad lighting...and...

Never mind. If you find any more copies, you know where to find me.