Ostarius remains for some time in Magnimar, aiding in the rebuild, and occasionally taking on small tasks for the Society. But as weeks turn to months, what started as just a hint of a feeling becomes increasingly clear - Magnimar is no longer home. Perhaps nowhere is. A life of luxury and relaxation leaves much to be desired.
So, he vanishes. No warning, no note, no farewell. The rare attempts at divinations simply fail. All that remain are whispers... Whispers from all corners of the Inner Sea; whispers of a strange magician in a cloak of flame, seeking rumor of ancient ruin or artifact, before fading yet again.