"Both actually. I've been running supplies back and forth for the merchants... or anyone else who makes a request," And by supplies, he means anything that might need to be smuggled in. Lyrium, potent liquors, poisons. He hoped that Anders either wouldn't read that far into what he'd said, or simply didn't care.

"Decent money in it, as long as you can avoid going head first into a snow bank, and the bears," He gives Anders a smirk, though it's probably lost on the mage as they both focus on trudging through the snow and up the hill.

"I've gone on a few of their 'expeditions', but soldiering really isn't my forte."