[Q2] fruit from the poisoned tree

Rarely, unless he was handsomely rewarded, did The Reaper of Wycome meddle in politics. But when it involved the oppression of the Free Marches, he drew a line in the sand. If not for the sake of his homeland than to clear his and every other rogues, mercenary, and entrepreneurs' name from an unfair accusation. An accusation mind you, that didn't seem to hold much weight when scrutinized. He supposed he could understand the instinctive reaction to point the finger at those who made their livings 'alternatively' so to speak. But the question remained: why would said rogues, mercenaries, and entrepreneurs starve themselves? It wasn't the instance of a robbery that made waves but the fact that deliveries were constantly thwarted with seemingly no one at the helm of the chaos. 

So Ronan volunteered when the call went out for support. He jumped at the chance to help his own starving land before it started to affect his own family. He wanted answers just like everyone else before it was too late to do anything. Their scouting party was diverse, and even included an Antivan princess. Not to mention Hawke who he knew from Starkhaven court (though it was doubtful she knew who he was), and two Grey Wardens identifiable only by their armor. The other one, a brooding looking lad, was indeterminable to Ronan. 

They'd traveled for a day now, having met at an agreed upon location to commence their journey. Ronan was travel weary and in need of an extended rest when they chanced upon the caravan. It look untouched, its goods in place and unpillaged.  Odd considering there being no one else in site and their current predicament. He pulled the reins of his horse to a stop and held up a fist for the others to stop behind him. By virtue of his arrogance, Ronan as The Reaper had taken point on their venture. Tread lightly, lads. Things are never what they seem these days. It'd been a long time since even he could trust his own eyes. 

TLDR;

• Ronan is tagging along with the group as The Reaper. Unless it is known, they would not know him as Ronan Sterling family man but as his notorious alter ego. Surely he's got something up his sleeve doesn't he?
  
• They have been traveling for close to a day when they come upon the abandoned, unpilfered caravan of goods. 
  
• The Reaper has advised the rest to proceed with caution.