"I'm aware of them intellectually," he counters. "They aren't common in the wilds of Minrathous. Some of the smaller towns, the wilder places of Tevinter, yes, but let's be honest Ser Knight, I am not one for wilder places."

Dorian could fight and had fought a few times but nothing quite like what he had encountered coming here. Kirkwall was teaching him to be a better fighter and a better mage. He won't say that outloud but he is rather pleased with the developement of his skills.

"Why don't you come?" he asked, noting the slightly wistful look. "You and your Templar friends can search the area for bandits with the city guard or round up any wayward blood mages practicing their ugly arts. Stretch those legs, get that skirt out in the breeze."