The Warden sits quite alone at a desk by candlelight; around him are strewn books, sagging pouches, and his own writing materials. To one side sits a solitary Raven's feather. He watches it with suspicion and apprehension as he writes.
From raindrops to deluge in the space of a day.
I now suspect that Winterlass' capture was entirely Fynolt's work; the mysterious 'hooded man' being none other than himself; but why the ruse, why not admit he had captured her himself? I found my conversation with Winterlass intriguing and stimulating, to some extent. She will not be swayed by the sort of arguement that had proved effective with Sable. Though she was in our capture, her attitude was that of her remaining in control. So why open up about The Eye? Genuine powerlessness; self-satisfaction? Had the tiniest of human decency changed her mind? I cannot be certain. She denied knowlege of Sable's eye - misdirection i believe, but was forthcoming, both with hard document and her own words regarding this 'Eye of McGrath' - the topaz orb Fynolt believes to be with Lord Von Zeklos - a protective talisman? An article of deceipt? And the vessel of the flesh - 'Dagon'. I ponder how this relates to Sable - soft-hearted Sable that seeks aid for a nonbeliever, more deception, more misdirection, or was she the victim of a charismatic captor? This elf Celor, who claims his extensive burns the result of attacking Winterlass' captor - none other than Fynolt i believe. But Fynolt does not carry a blackpowder pistol, nor the capacity or brutality to inflict this wrecking upon another, even if in deep cover? No, i believe this to be the work of Dagon, who Winterlass brought with her.. Dagon who /is/ our troublesome madman. Unfortunately, with the elf incapacitated, and the heretic gone, who do I have to ask?
I have reflected upon Fynolt's actions. Exitus acta probat? I come back to it, time and time again. Exitus acta probat. Fynolt's sworn oath is to protect the Anchorite, not to exercise idiotic military actions. Infiltration? Assassination? Perhaps these things can be forgiven, but can they forgive the cutting down of an Anchorite to further a cover for an unsanctioned, insane and likely suicidal mission? All i know is that what keeps me in the realm of the living is an act from Winterlass; snatching me back from the grey fugue, the misty oblivion. Why? Covering her tracks? Laying good deeds to redeem herself later? Genuine interest?
And so what of this all? I am no more, or no less convinced of Winterlass' heresy than i was before. I have been pulled from the snatch of death; by whom? What power animates Winterlass' action thus? Does the Mists of Death want me alive; or do they play along with Winterlass to keep her fooled? I am convinced that the Inquisitor's ill-conceived 'purge' hastened her spiriting away by the Mists of Death, and that anything she saw of Our Guardian, her sainthood were deceptions.. but..
The feather. I have re-read Warden Ward's Hymn of Saint Igrayne Blaith the Sorrowful - the raven's feather signifying the child of providence; but what providence? That of sainthood; the beautiful ruby tears of mourning what might of been, but was averted; or the warning of the weakness of her heart; of what might have been itself? Does the Raven's feather signify warning of the darkness and danger of Winterlass, or something else?