"Considering the bloody history of most countries? Not as many as the rulers of said countries would like." James retorted, a grin coming over his face. He tipped his head to the side, nodding his head, "I can see it. Who indeed, would not want to rage against the darkness, as opposed to sitting on a wooden throne, covered in gold plating. Better to be in the saddle, out here."

He snorted softly, "I probably have a pile of paperwork waiting for me back in Kirkwall. I would rather be out here, howling with you."