Traveling to far off exotic places, meeting interesting people-

"I should be warm enough to imagine it then, certainly." He manages, for Alistair, a faint twist of laughter. Let it be the cold, let it be the shock. "Mmm? Something about scouting to the north, something about a possible fortification unknown to man. Which is highly suspicious when you take into account his dreamwalking ways and how he just happens to know such useful information that we need. Doesn't that sound a little familiar?"

Morrigan, with her last moment ritual. Morrigan with the lore and the means to make certain the Wardens succeed. Morrigan whom he has not seen nor heard from in quite some time, but there are curious rumors in Orlais.

But it does strike him as terribly familiar.