Dorian makes a face at being stuck with a Templar babysitter. He's not used to having one following him around at every step. Still, he's in the South and he can't expect anyone to give him free reign tonight. There is a statue of a woman made of red glowing stone in the center of the court yard.

"Dorian Pavus, most recently of Minrathous," he says and bows to the Templar. He makes sure his house crest amulet is showing. He's from Tevinter and beyond Templar jurisdiction. He wants to make sure this man he's saddled with knows this. "Why don't we see what supplies remain in your tower and gather them in the archives. I'm sure there are some spirit healers looking to ply their craft."

He spares a look at the Templar who has guided him through the city and this last fight. He hopes whatever chaos there still is, this man gets out of it alive.