"Wh- these aren't Caleb's. Where did they come from?"

"The magisters, I'm sure."

"Oh. Oh. Oh no. No nononono-" She stops herself, takes a deep breath.

"Yeah."

And is there anything interesting around that corner...?

Room full of various chains and shackles and locks. And a back door.

Great.

And the back door leads...?

To an alleyway. And a waiting magister.

"Here already? You do move quickly."

"I cheat. Stalas Aeducan, delighted to make your acquaintance."

"Eliana Fabil. Likewise. Might we continue inside? I confess myself somewhat ill at ease standing with my back exposed."

"Oh, by all means."

She nods thanks, and enters.

"What are you doing?! She's one of them!"

"Trust me," says Stalas. "I know exactly what I'm doing, and it's going to end in the release of as many of your kidnapped friends as are still in reach."

Shianni makes a worried expression, but settles down.

"Unfortunately, that won't be all of them. Anyone taken in the last week will still be in the warehouse, the transport won't arrive until tomorrow."

"Yes, I was afraid of that," says Stalas. "What else can you tell me?"

"Many things. It may also interest you to know that this operation is being conducted with the full knowledge and permission of the Regent Loghain."

"It interests me immensely, yes," he says. "I want these people freed and I want proof of the regent's involvement. Can you help me?"

"I could. But if I do, I will be alone in a foreign country whose natives dislike me on principle."

"I believe you may have heard a few things about my capacity to protect my friends," says Stalas.

"Which courtesy you will be extending to me?"

"Yes."

"A good word with the Warden-Commander of Ferelden is also available," his mage companion adds. "But I'll understand completely if Stalas's friendship means more, under the circumstances."

"Blight or no, there are but two of them in Ferelden. And I have no especial desire to join their ranks."

She nods agreeably.