Mesaraih smiled at the Qunari. Well, at least someone around here could be a little civil. He was suprised, however. The Qunari would probably have been the last one he expected it from.<br/><br/>It seemed like he was about to offer his help when Ester burst out from the trees, denying him before he even finished speaking.<br/><br/>"Whoa calm down, this guy's friendly-" Mesaraih started to say, but he was cut off by the Qunari and then the elf once more. His eyes widened a bit as she conjured up a flame and grabbed him by the wrist.<br/><br/>"HEY!" shouted Mesaraih, his temper suddenly flaring. He shook off her grip then turned to face her directly, grabbing the hand that was conjuring up the flame. His anger momentarily blinded him to any fear of her he might normally have. "For all the complaining you do about me getting us into trouble, you sure are being pretty stupid here. What's your deal? He's not even threatening us. Stand down," he whispered, looking straight into her dark eyes.<br/><br/>He released her hand and turned back to the Qunari, putting a hand on his dagger. "And you, I have nothing against you, but I wouldn't be so quick to assume you could kill us all so easily."<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">Valehna put a hand to her face in exasperation. What fools had she tangled herself up with? Overtalkative and overly angry children, by the sounds of it. She stepped out from the trees, her hands swirling with green energy. She looked from the Qunari to to the elf. "He's right, you know. Now, is there really going to be a problem here? And if so... who's going to be the problem?" Her eyes flashed with the same green energy swirling in her hands, and her tattoos lit up as well.</span>