The flame in Esters hand slowly faded, though the scowl she was wearing remained. She inhaled and exhaled deeply, shoving him off of her and stepping back away from him. The shem was right, which only aggravated her more. Were they just going to pick up any riff raff they found now? Build an army of prisoners to take down Darkspawn? She turned her back to them all, waiting for the discussion to continue.<br/><br/>The Qunari raised up his hands, as if he was about to be arrested. What a dramatic bunch, he almost wanted to laugh. Elves were funny, so self-righteous. He had yet to meet one who proved otherwise. "I am not here to harm you, nor will I." He said as softly as his low boom of a voice would allow him. "I've offered my assistance in leaving this forest, take it or don't. Either way, you may call me Tal." He introduced himself, trying to be friendly.<br/><br/>Ester turned around at this, looking between the three before settling her eyes upon Mesaraih. She had a horrible suspicion he was going to accept the Qunari's offer.