Alistair sighs as he looks after the Grand Mage storming off. It's not even noon yet, and already he's been caught up in the constant tension between the Templars and Mages who have joined the armies. The Revered Mother seems to take an avid pleasure in using him as an errand boy between the two factions. He looks at you. A new face. Maybe the new recruit Duncan mentioned in his messages. He takes a step towards you. You know, one good thing about the blight is how it brings people together...
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