Aedan nodded. "He's a battle mage - you know, the ones that normally use swords and shields instead of just a staff." It made sense to him. Hiding behind a sturdy piece of metal probably offered better protection than any staff, no matter how you enchanted it. "He's the source of most of the things I know about Ferelden. Even if I think he's exaggerating his exploits half the time."
It was either that, or Ferelden was more prone to sudden bursts of darkspawn than seemed logically possible. Then again, he had been Warden-Commander, so maybe it made sense. "Guess that's half the problem of having a Warden for a father."