The Doctor shook his head. "I don't think they were Magisters. I don't quite understand who they were, other than they were from Kirkwall. I had suggested we all split up. Send one small team as a decoy to lead those chasing us away from the larger group that would take those who were sick and wounded the more direct route..."

He signed heavily. "Doesn't matter. I was vetoed and we got here anyway." Though he still thinks his way would've been easier on the sick. People here don't seem to think 'big picture' enough. Always focused on themselves. Je shrugged in return. "They're around. Cade is in the healing tents. And Beleth. No idea where she ended up..."

And he downed the rest of his drink in one go. Mostly because even if he could get drunk on anything made by human-types, it was too disgusting to drink slowly. He looked into the mug.

"I'll be right back."

He was. After haggling for some wine instead. Which wasn't all that much better. But it was easier on the taste buds.