[center][h2][b]Ophelia[/b][/h2][/center]

The golden note caught Ophelia initially off guard, though as soon as she saw the golden ink she beckoned the others to look and turned to face Gerlinde specifically. Farren looked... well, about what Ophelia expected from anything to do with Ego, and Gerlinde had her usual mania. Torquil... rarely had any reaction worth noting, for his was almost always based on theirs. She read the golden message with a curious yet wary eye, feeling initially a pinprick of resentment at the idea that Ego might be able to read their thoughts and feelings. She did not take very kindly to anyone using the Witches' name to attempt to manipulate her, but her curiosity overwhelmed her pride in short order.

"I'm going to visit him after we're done here. Whatever it is he has to show us is worth seeing, if only to summarily reject it." She said, though the last section was added mostly to appease Farren. She did not know what to think about Ego, really, given that the Great Ones often had influence that was warping and maddening to simple mortals like they--and the praise he'd given gave her pause for thought, too. Presumably he thought that what he offered was so compelling that finding out more would bring them into the fold, allow him to manipulate them further... or perhaps he earnestly did see something in them worthy of ascension. She could not say, not without interacting with him directly, and it was made up in her mind at that moment that she would at least hear him out. 

"I wonder why he's focused on Farren and I, though? If it were just the type of Paleblood we have, it wouldn't be both of us... If it were just insight and knowledge of the Arcane, it'd be me and Gerlinde. What about us is it that draws his attention so?"