"To be fair," Alistair allows, "I never actually saw Morrigan turn anyone into a frog. She saved all the..." A vague wave of his hand. "Shape-changing stuff for herself. Did you know mages who get really good at that can turn into an entire swarm of bees? How does that even work? Are they all just a bunch of tiny Morrigans, or is there, I don't know...one Morrigan-bee controlling the rest of them?"

Clearly, these deep thoughts require more alcohol. Alistair avails himself of it.