The Sixth Baglady is TᕼE ᒪIᗷᖇᗩᖇIᗩᑎ Oᖴ ᖴOᖇGOTTEᑎ ᔕTOᖇIEᔕ. Her bag is filled with tiny vials of ink, each one a different hue. She wears a look of longing, and her headgear stretches upward as if to reach some high shelf of memory. She tries to remember the stories of her past life but can only cat...