"You mean you could be sent anywhere?" The dismay in the girl's voice was unmistakeable, the frustration finally seeping through. How many hoops did she have to jump through before finding out the final truth?
"This is stupid!" she burst out, kicking savagely at the chair with her heel, glaring down at her yellow robe, inwardly cursing the mages and templars' penchant for keeping secrets. "How would I go about finding where a particular tranquil is, then?" she asked Constans, crossing her arms and glaring at him as if it was his fault. She didn't even know if her father was alive, and everywhere she turned, only more complications arose. Time to be a bit more direct - the Formori were famous for their lack of curiosity anyway.