Cullen takes them toward the mage wing, not terribly far from archives. There are so few of them left that there are several rooms now where the mage could have his own. "You haven't told me your name." Or if he has, the memory is completely lost to him.

"I think the Carta are practical enough they'll understand there's little value in a broken city. If you have those connections, use them. I have a Coterie contact of a similar practical bent. She has cooperated with templar investigations in the past. If she's still alive, she can be of use for this. I also ran into a few mercenary groups out there last night and today. They've pledged their help and are sending word to their companies in other city-states.

"There are templars in Starkhaven without a circle. I feel confident they'll come." He hasn't just been stomping out fires as they arise. He does have a plan. Kirkwall's guard captain has connections, too, as does the seneschal who he was shocked to find not only alive but very capably taking charge in what was left of Hightown.

He pushes open one of the doors to their right. The room holds four bunks, a top, bottom arrangement of two each. Cullen knows all four mages who occupied this room are dead. "Pick one. No one else will be coming here. I'll be allowing alternating two and four hour sleeping shifts for now. Which do you want to start with?"