Constans stood silently for a moment, eyes vacant, giving the eerie impression he often did that he was looking directly through the man to whom he had been speaking. He looked more oblivious than lost in thought, but indeed he was thinking, running a careful mental inventory of the Tower's female population. Although unfortunate, the fact remained that Uldred's revolution had decimated that generation of mages in Ferelden. The woman Ordhan sought must be lucky indeed if she yet lived, as the age range into which she fell had been, at the time of the revolt, too young to have been Harrowed yet too old to have been subsequently bolstered by newly discovered mages after the war.
"I am not aware of any mage named Eileen whom fits your description, Ser," Constans broke his silence, unmoving and unaffected. "In that age range, I know of three mages, and one Tranquil, whom are female with brown hair and eyes."