It doesn't feel like morning when he wakes. Everything is gray and heavy even though there's a hint of sun somewhere. Dorian takes a few extra minutes to make sure his hair is in order and that his mustache looks neat. It helps him feel a bit more normal after last night's losses.

The mages seem to feel better about seeing him so calm and together. He doesn't make light of the losses but he keeps everyone focused on the task at hand. They have spiders to clear out and the Templars and guards will need fire if they're truly going to end the infestation. Mages are very good at fire.

A massive hole in the ground. Lovely. Dorian is so thrilled. He brings a wisp with him as they descend in to the depts. Once again he finds himself doing things he never would have imagined he would do when he left Tevinter.

"My life has become one of those action adventure tales I read a child," he says conversationally but softly. No need to alert the spiders. "Mage leaves for the big wide world and battles all sorts of things including demons and southern barbarians."