"Ugh, I do hate the water." Dorian feels sea sick remembering the trip across the sea. It's a wonder he didn't throw his stomach right out of his gut from it. "We'll find what we can in the mountains for the time being. One mage expressed an interest in a garden so they don't have to travel or rely on trade. I'll let him collect seeds as well."

He might as well see how much independence he can get these mages to embrace while he's here even if he doesn't know a damn thing about gardening.

His eyebrows have not dropped one inch. If they had anywhere to go they would leap at the mention of dragons. "Oh goodie. Dragons. I'm so thrilled."