Mesaraih followed the elven woman until she backed up against a tree and told him to be quiet. He rolled his eyes at her and scurried forward, treading the ground softly, like when he hunted. He scooted by a tree next to her and looked at the scene before him. A towering Qunari stood, surrounded by darkspawn that he very quickly and efficiently began to dispatch. Mesaraih watched as he swung his axe around, with chains dangling from his arm as if he had broken free of them through sheer strength.<br/><br/>The Qunari striked an imposing figure, but Mesaraih didn't see any reason he shouldn't find out more about him. If anything, maybe he could help them all out. He stood up and walked around the tree he was hiding behind, walking into the clearing where the Qunari was and putting himself in plain sight of him. He hard Valehna hiss behind him, "What are you doing?" He ignored her.<br/><br/>Mesaraih walked up to one of the darkspawn and kicked its head playfully. It was nearly severed, so it rolled a couple of feet  away from the body when he did. "Nicely done," Mesaraih said. "Looks like you did my work for me. What brings you out here? I just escaped from a little prisoner camp down thatta way, and judging by those chains I'd say you escaped from something similar yourself. You wouldn't happen to know what the best route out of this area could be, would you?"