Online:Fletch

Fletch is a High Elf member of the House of Reveries troupe accompanying Maestro Forte on an academic expedition through Ebon Stadmont. 

 
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Andewen will call for help in healing the masked mer.  Do so and he'll awake:
:''"Am I really in Aetherius? I didn't know they let your kind in here."
:Don't worry, you're alive. Can I ask your name?
:"We of the House of Reveries have no names, only masks. But you can call me Fletch. Because I specialize in the art of the bow, see? Oh, my aching head. How did I end up here? I don't remember a thing."
:Do you remember coming to Ebon Stadmont?
:"Ebon Stadmont …. I'm sorry, but I-I just don't remember. I must have come here with my traveling troupe though. I wouldn't have left Rellenthil without them. Someone must have … ambushed me? A ferocious someone, given my state."
:Perhaps it was the Daedra I just defeated?
:"Daedra? Mara's elbow, that doesn't sound good. Could you help me find my troupe leader, Maestro Forte? I need to warn him. He should be somewhere nearby. I think?"
:All right, let's go.

Follow Fletch into the garden:
:Fletch: "Forte? Is that you?"
:Maestro Forte: "Fletch! What's happened? The whole troupe is looking for you."
:Andewen: "Grand Maestro Forte? Why, I had no idea you were in Ebon Stadmont."
:Maestro Forte: "Grand? Oh no, I'm simply Maestro Forte. Hardly worthy of the title Grand yet!"''

Later, you'll have travelled far into the future where Andewen is an old woman. While you were speaking to Andewen, Fletch has snuck up behind her. Before you can reach him, Fletch fires a single arrow at the woman:
:Andewen: "Fletch—-argh!"
:Fletch: ''"I'm sorry dear, but your role has been cut!"''

Follow Fletch into the temple and he'll attack:
:Fletch: ''"It's time for the grand finale of our little production!"''

Put him down and he'll remark:
:Fletch: ''"Heh …. And thus the play continues. I'll see you … soon."''

After defeating Fletch and making your way further through the Sanctum, you'll find him again, alive.
:''"Well, I suppose it's curtain call. You've finally figured it out. Well, Andewen figured it out, didn't she? But hey, you put all the legwork in! And here you are, just in time to stop our leading lady from ever performing her starring role."
:Curtain call? Wait, I just killed you! After you killed Andewen!
:"Ah, but did you kill me? Truly? Not even an accomplished healer could bring me back? And yes, I did take part in Andewen's final scene. Or, rather, I will. All a matter of perspective there, you see. But she shouldn't have tried to cut the act short."
:The act?
:"Andewen was the leading lady of our production. It was up to her to uncover the mysteries of Ebon Stadmont. To find the true potential of its hidden power. But she found a way to escape. And in her last breath, told you the way back to the start."
:Back to the start. Does that mean I'm in the present?
:"Sadly, yes. And so my part must end as well. I put on quite the performance though, don't you think? The poor, confused soul. The dastardly villain! The mysterious sage. But I—I think you have a task to do, don't you? A dying wish to fulfill?"
:I need to stop Andewen from going to the past.
:"Yes, our heroine should be right outside, if I remember correctly. After so many times around though, I tend to lose track. Well, no need to get into all of that."
:Wait! I still have questions. Who are you?
:"I told you the very first time we met! I'm Fletch. I used to be a mere actor, but now I serve a greater force. I've served her for quite a white now, helping to find the true power of Ebon Stadmont. With Andewen's help, of course."
:You serve a greater force? What do you mean? / Your mistress?
::"What did Andewen call her? Ah. The Spirit of the Sanctum. An appropriate title as any. She rules over this forest. I think she always has, though I'm not quite sure. She needed the power here, you see. Ebon Stadmont was integral to her plans."
::Her plans?
::"Don't bother asking me! Mostly, because I have no idea. I would have died, had the Spirit not saved me. And it wasn't too bad. A supporting role, at best. I'd make sure the loop continued, make sure Andewen kept researching. Again and again.
::'''Continued the loop? I'm not sure what you mean.
::"Oh, I wouldn't worry too much about it. I barely understand it, and I've lived through it! And it's done now, in any case. You made sure of that. But I think the Spirit learned enough. It will have to do."
:What did the spirit learn enough about? / The true power of Ebon Stadmont? What do you mean?
::"The language here of course! You see, it's all rather tricky. Only mortals are able to use the language. That's what allowed you to travel through time, after all! And Andewen was the perfect candidate to uncover its secrets.
::So Andewen was trapped in Ebon Stadmont to study the language?
::"Yes! All our heroine needed was the proper motivation. Andewen was trapped within the forest, unable to get out! Then she would hear a whisper. Guiding, always guiding. And as Andewen used the language, my mistress would be watching."