About a day later, at dinner in the grog's common room a cowled figure comes in and heads towards Wilhelm and Patience. Her face is never really visible, "Tell me boy, where has my filia gone?"
[color=green]"If your filia and my sister are one and the same...I don't know. I came looking for her as well."
"They are. You don't remember me, boy?" Ophedra never identifies herself. "She believed she could weave a new fate for you. Why on earth she would waste her time with that is something I'll never understand. I tried my best to break the bonds of family she had to you. Especially after you abandoned her with that Silviatos." She chuckles to herself, but there is little joy in the sound.
Wilhelm takes a second to sort through the dueling memories (and to stall, since Ophedra has ever been unpleasant to deal with). [color=green]"You were my sister's mistress, yes?" He smiles. [color=green]"Perhaps some bonds are too strong to be broken So, you've not seen her lately, either, then."
"And some stories were never meant to be changed. I see you as you were, you know. She rewrote your story, along with your father's and the entire village and destroyed Rotenbach's capacity to create fae blooded Gifted children." She sighs long and thinly, "All to rescue a scared little girl, who long ago gave up being a scared little girl, and pretended to be a scared grown man."
[color=green]"She made a lie the truth. And I'm not going to fault her for that, whatever her reasons.
"Now, what's this about Rötenbach's not having fae blooded Gifted children?"
"She changed the story. You think you were the first person to kill a philandering father? Oh, goodness child, no. But now that story is over..." She seems to say this almost sadly. Which is the most emotion you've ever heard come from her...
[color=green]"And I doubt I would have been the last," Wilhelm says, his voice little more than a whisper as he looks around quickly to make sure nobody else hears his words.
[color=green]"And I'm sure there will be plenty of stories to be told. But mine, I doubt will be told here. My story, if I'm understanding correctly, is to be told elsewhere, soon enough?"
"Your story? I don't care about your story. I care about the story that brings a fae-blooded Gifted child out of that village. And it has been undone." None of that really makes sense, since Kirstyn wasn't or shouldn't have been born of a Fae, in either of Wilhelm's memories...
[color=green]"I see," Wilhelm says, not seeing at all but thinking that sounds right selfish of her.
[color=green]"So you don't know where she went, either, or when she'll be back? My sister...?" Wilhelm says. From what Kirstyn said, she's taken a new name since becoming a maga, but he doesn't yet know what her new name is, and is hoping that Orphedra will tell him.
"Your sister is lost. Gone. Taken into Arcadia, no doubt. When or if she returns she will be changed..."
[color=green]"What?!? But, I just saw her a couple of days ago!"
"But will you see her again?"
[color=green]"I would like to think so." Wilhelm studies Orphedra, trying to determine if she's being truthful with him. ((Per 2 + Folk Ken 0 + (die roll of 1, followed by a die roll of 4, for a total of 8 ) = 10.))
Ophedra never lies. She may shade the story to the darkest possible outcome, but she doesn't lie. She genuinely believes Kirstyn is gone, or at least the Kirstyn that Wilhelm knows or remembers will be completely gone when she returns. Her question was a test to see if Wilhelm understands that.
Wilhelm looks at Ophedra for a moment. [color=green]"How is my sister called now?" he asks.
After her reply, Wilhelm shrugs. [color=green]"I would very much like to see my sister again. But as you said, I've not seen her in many years. If and when she does return, please let her know that I am at Mons Electi, in France, and would like to at least hear from her, if not see her."
Barring anything else, he and Patience will likely be leaving for home in a couple of days.
"The foolish girl retained her birth name. She never did server the ties that bind her to her family, and now she's lost. She will be such a juicy morsel to be consumed...over and over and over again. And she won't return to me, or I seriously doubt it."
Wilhelm thinks, trying to determine if his conversation with his sister, just before he decided to have been a man from birth, was in the reality that was, or the one that might have been, or the one that never was, and decides that this whole thing is rather confusing.
[color=green]"Consumed? By who, or what? And where would she be lost?"
"The Fae, of course. And she is doubtless lost in Arcadia, if she didn't leave with you." Ophedra gets up. "You will be leaving in the morning." She says that peremptorily. "There is nothing here for you. Oh, and a friendly hint, don't insist on the existence of Kirstyn to your family. They won't remember her."
[color=green]"Jawohl, maga," Wilhelm says, then waits for her to leave so he and Patience can return to their dinner. He eats slowly and thoughtfully before returning to his quarters to pack. He asks some of the other covenfolk if they know Kirstyn of Merinita, and if they know which way she went when she left.
They do leave immediately after breakfast the next morning, If Wilhelm gets any indication as to which way Kirstyn went, he will go that way. If not, he will strike out in the direction of Mons Electi.
Either way, he's going to try to look for any signs of her, either tracking or asking random passers-by if they've seen anyone matching her description. His tracking roll is Per 2 + Hunt (tracking) 4 + die roll of 7 = 13, + Keen Vision/Sharp Ears (+3) and Ways of the Forest (+3) if applicable.