Experienced Wardens. Right. He hadn't met many other Wardens and wasn't sure what to expect. Still, the opportunity seemed to have been thrown in front of him as if by the Maker himself, fate, a way for Blackwall to help people. It seemed ridiculous to even think about walking away from this though.

"Grey Wardens are heroes. Perhaps there was a reason for what they did. A... Grey Warden reason," He clears his throat and makes the wise decision to stop talking there, raising his drink to his mouth instead. "Like I said, I haven't really been in contact with, well, anyone for the last few months. Years. The only reason I've heard much of anything about Kirkwall was because the fighting between the mages and Templars started displacing villagers close to where I happened to be. I just knew it was a mage."