Alexander looked on as Myrn took the tome "Be careful." HE told her softly, despite knowing for a fact that she was an accomplished mage in her own right and that she was no apprentice or child that needed to be schooled by her peers....still she was the only friend, no the only true friend, he had made in years. HE sighed as her body seemed to go limp, her mind wandering the fade and he caught her before she fell to the ground and rested her on a chair. Meanwhile he sat on the ground cross legged, meditating on what had happened on the ruins; it had been a mistake on his part to reveal himself as a blood mage so easily to Myrn, he could even swear that he heard his former master berating him from Minrathous. HE frowned slightly as he recalled his old master...all that he had ever taught him on his time in the magocracy that was Tevinter had been about how, at best, "friends" were convenient tools to use for a certain period of time, and to be discarded when they lost said use,and in the worst cases to be used as a shield between yourself and your enemies...something he had experienced first hand.

He opened his eyes when he felt Myrn standing up from the chair and did the sane, dusting off his pants slightly and stretching "Hmm, ok. I think we first interrogate the Herbalist and then the neighbors." He told her as they exited the building, shielding his eyes from the sun for a split second as he readjusted his sight to the natural light "SO, what did you learn from the book?" He asked her as they made their way to the Herbalist's house. Once they were there, he let Myrn handle the situation, deducing that she'd be the best one to deal with the elves since as a human they'd be more inclined to distrust him even though he had helped Myrn but still the Herbalist was considerate enough with him and as such he accepted what was offered to him and gave a polite smile.

Once that was done, he looked at Myrn "Let's go and check with my sources at the Collective as well, they might give us something to find out those who stole the sword" He told her and leaded the way towards the backstreet of the Denerim Marketplace where his usual contact with the Mage's Collective was found. "SO, you've got something for me?" HE asked to the man, handling him his share of lyrium potions he hadn't used during their trip to the ruins as a form of payment, since Myrn now knew about his blood magic he wasn't afraid to use it in a fight should it be required bu he didn't plan to become dependent on it. He approached Myrn after he was done talking to him, shooting poisonous glances at the man "The bastard had almost no useful information" He told her with a sigh, rubbing his temple slightly "HE mentioned that the bandits were most likely in a dark alley of sorts, not sure if he was referring a dark alley literally -of which there are millions- or some sort of nickname for one of the more shady parts of Denerim" He said with a frown "But, he did gave me a piece of useful information" HE said, his frown easing slightly "There's apparently an assassins, or something like that, I think, well someone connected to the underworld that could give us a clearer location" He told he as he leaned against the wall, crossing his arms "It's your call if we go after him, if not we would be forced to scan the city district by district or we could try the Alienage or some of the urchins to gather more information" He told her matter of fact "So, what it's gonna be?"