From the brief flexion in the lines of his face, it doesn't seem as is Serah Arlyn completely agrees with that assessment. But he must know better than to say outright otherwise to a Seeker of the Truth. Rather than straightforward objection, he instead pauses to recalculate his trajectory.
"A group of dissident mages turned marauder in Wildervale has been feeding information to Tevinter forces in the region. Marcus Rowntree has been in contact with them, and is suspected of using Riftwatch resources to support them. We were ordered to apprehend him should he attempt to meet them.
"I'm surprised, is all," he says, opposition turned purposefully toward a less prickly shape. Arlyn smiles in a way that's not strictly polite but isn't really anything else either—just manufactured. "Are you certain you're Riftwatch?"
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"A group of dissident mages turned marauder in Wildervale has been feeding information to Tevinter forces in the region. Marcus Rowntree has been in contact with them, and is suspected of using Riftwatch resources to support them. We were ordered to apprehend him should he attempt to meet them.
"I'm surprised, is all," he says, opposition turned purposefully toward a less prickly shape. Arlyn smiles in a way that's not strictly polite but isn't really anything else either—just manufactured. "Are you certain you're Riftwatch?"