His bodyguard starts forward; Blai holds up a hand - "she's not venomous" - and finds his handkerchief. "Understandable. Is that all?"

“- I - my brother - they took him away - to seminary - do you think he might be - okay?” 

"How long ago?"

“Five years.” 

"In that time if you haven't heard from him he was almost certainly chosen about four and a half years ago, though it's also possible he took his own life in seminary, they don't prevent that with any seriousness. The most common first assignment, after the post-choosing training period under a senior in a major church, is as a village priest, but he could also have been assigned to a ship, the military, a city posting, or a domestic adventuring party, depending on which of his aptitudes were obvious to his superiors. He would probably still be first circle. I think some chosen were able to - disappear somewhere they weren't known, or step down safely within their existing home - but I only know the rates of those outcomes at my fort in the Worldwound which I think was unusually nonlethal for renounced priests, only one in ten dead, and have no numbers for more typical cases. If he was a village priest it would probably be within the same province as his seminary whether or not that seminary was in the same province as your home."

“Only six months? Wizard school is much longer… Can people fail out - like in wizard school - if they’re not Chosen - or is it that or death?” 

"Wizard school is longer because wizards need sleep, but also there was further training after choosing, just - training aimed at making a cleric useful, not at making someone into a cleric at all. People could fail out of seminary but it's much rarer; they would not necessarily die of the expulsion procedure, I think, but I didn't see one. It was not formally a death sentence."

She’s angry at how calm he is, even as she finds it reassuring.

”When I asked if you thought he might be - okay - I didn’t just mean if he was alive. Why are you so fine with everything?” 

"- there are a lot of things I'm not fine with, but most possible ways of reacting to them wouldn't improve the situation at all."

“- how can you just - seem fine - then?” 

She’s embarrassed to be asking but she already spat in his face, surely this can’t be making anything worse but at least that wasn’t pathetic, this is pathetic.

"...practice."

“Why did you want to practice being better at doing things when you were doing them for Asmodeus? - or did you get better at doing things, after?”

"I spent my career at the Worldwound and it was important to me to get better at containing the demons. But not all practice is even responsive to how much one wants to practice doing a thing; it can happen when you do a thing many times however little you like it."

She swallows.

”I killed my baby. When learning wizardry. Because we need sleep to be wizards and so they take away the babies. They were going to take him away - and - and - I couldn’t bear them to hurt him and damn him like they were damning us all and he was just born so he was surely too little for Hell - 

- they kicked me out, a bit after that, because I couldn’t cast proper spells anymore, only cantrips and was failing everything and it wasn’t really on purpose so they didn’t kill me for it but they couldn’t make me be useful to them but it’s been years and I haven’t been able to be useful to myself either.” 

"You're right. Babies are too little for Hell. Your baby is not in Hell."

“ - but I didn’t need to. Because the archmages came. If I’d let them take my baby he - might’ve been okay now.” 

"You didn't know. Even paladins can only do what's best given what they know."

“ - I - was it best? - surely it was still Evil - I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m like this”

She digs her nails into her arm, blinks rapidly to clear the tears forming. 

"I don't know if it was best. I'm sorry."

Her face burns with embarrassment. A moment of silence. Two. Three. She’s trembling a little, but her voice is steadier.  

“Is there a way to get seminary records? So I can find out whether he was clericed and where they sent him after?” 

"- that's a good question," why did he publish a pamphlet advertising his potential insight on people's cleric relatives without getting ahold of any seminary records!! Why is he so stupid! "but I don't know. Which seminary was he in?"

“I’m… not sure. We grew up in the Heartlands, between Egorian and Dekarium. I went to wizardry prep school in Dekarium, but I don’t think there was a seminary there. So I guess Egorian if there was one there? Unless they sometimes send them to schools far away just because… Probably my parents know - if they’re alive - but I - don’t want to try to find them.” 

"I'm from Dekarium, so most likely he went to the same place I did, the Crucible. I will see what I can do to find records if they survive."

She nods. 

“His name was Nicolau Vernet.” 

Blai will get out some paper and scratch that down.