Call with your family

You select your most modest white robe. Tritera sets a chair down by the mirror you had first come in through. Back then still a facsimile of a man. Over the last couple days much had changed. Still not activated you see only your new self in the mirror, what your family would soon be seeing and wondered what they would think of this attractive young woman. Would they mourn the loss of their son, as disappointing as you were? Maybe they wouldn't even show up, maybe they had sold the valuable enchanted mirror the first chance they got and had cut you loose entirely. A part of you hoped that they had, so that the last tether to your old life might be severed and you could truly be born a new sorceress with no history and no home town. You knew that part of you was unworthy, that even if your family reacted as horribly as possible that they had still given you life and shelter and love for 18 years expecting nothing of commensurate value in return. That they'd been fundamentally decent people every opportunity they had and wishing for them to turn cruel just for your own gratification was an evil thought.

Now everything in place Tritera taps out a different pattern than the one you recognized for mirror walking, she then leaves the room to give you some privacy. The glassy surface ceases to reflect and turns pale and opaque before resolving into a scene familiar to you of the family kitchen table. For a few moments you watch the family go about their normal morning activities, still unaware of your presence. Your mother was the first to notice that their new mirror had changed and a lovely young woman now graced her domain. She pointed at you and said to someone not quite visible from your angle.

Mrs. Putty : "Look it's.... it's..."

She didn't know what to call you, the person she was looking at was clearly no Alex, but then who else could it be.

Alexis : "Hi mom... I'm going by Alexis now."

This took her aback for a moment, you suspect your father hadn't informed her that he had let you know of your alternative name.

Mrs. Putty : "That's a... That's a lovely name dear. I suppose Henry told you."

She had a complex expression on her face. Your father must have told her what to expect but knowing that your son was in some far off place and would turn into a woman was very different from seeing it before your eyes. For a long moment you studied each other's expressions. Eventually your father came into view, sitting down and placing a hand on your mother's.

Mr. Putty : "So 'Alexis' it is, and how is the wizard's guild treating my daughter?"

With that you felt the tenuous link to your past take a new lasting form. Your past as their son was gone, but your past as their daughter had a future. For the first time since at a young age when you had become aware of general deficiencies as a man you felt a spark of hope that maybe you could be someone that your parents could feel proud of. A smile lights up your face.

Alexis : "They're treating me well dad, the food here is incredible"

You go back and forth for well over an hour, recounting your time so far, minus details surrounding a certain Bingman. They talk briefly of how the family is doing, although it's been so little time since you left that nothing much could have changed. The conversation winds down eventually and you promise to keep in touch and visit as soon as you learn mirror walking.

Eventually Tritera returns and you say your goodbyes.