"But they've been telling stories about them for decades. Longer than that, I'm sure," he replies, looking thoughtfully at Morrigan's likeness. "Whoever started the myth must be long dead. I thought it was like a title passed down to any female, tree-hugging hedge mage willing to live in the deep forest and scare passer-by."

It doesn't occur to him the stories could be about the same woman.

"I couldn't tell you why some of us seem to be swapping genders or popping up in these little vignettes." An apologetic shrug. That's a bit above his pay grade. "I'm still working on figuring out what kind of realm we're dealing with."

So far, "a confusing one" is about the long and short of it.