Alistair's mouth twists, unsurprised. He nods and gives Cullen another once-over.

Easy to understand why they'd kill a mage. Things must be bad enough with the Templar Order that the locals are anxious to kill a few of them, too. Even the ones that might want to help.

"All right." Quiet. "Suppose I'll build up the fire a little more for us, then."

He slides his staff back into place between his shoulders.