"That's a good question," Mesaraih responded, looking over at the dwarves with a somewhat bored expression. "They were so unimpressive I almost don't know if they're worth killing. But if we leave them alive, they could come back and bug us. I absolutely<span style="font-style: italic">loathe </span>pests."<br/><br/>He rolled his eyes when Ester referred to him as a legend, but with a smile on his lips. It vanished when he heard the dwarf, but he was surprised to see Ester react on his behalf.<br/><br/>"Wow, defending my status? I'm truly touched," he said, smiling softly at Ester.<br/><br/>He turned back to the dwarf and eyed him with a cold expression. "I might have a reason to keep you alive now," he said, his eyes flickering with the color of the flames. The dwarf squirmed in discomfort but seemed to still be staring defiantly at him. Mesaraih threw a dagger directly into the center of the dwarf's open palm. Blood spurted forth and the dwarf let out a scream of pain.<br/><br/>"It would seem that not enough of your people know about me," Mesaraih continued, walking closer to the dwarf. He bent right over him and plucked the dagger off of his bleeding hand. "Give them my business card."<br/><br/>He carved a symbol around the cut his dagger had made on the dwarf's hand. "If there's anyone you or a friend needs taking care of..." Mesaraih gave the dwarf a serious look. "And I do hope you know what I mean by that. If there's someone that needs taking care of, send me a letter. Any capital city of Thedas will do, it'll come to me. And expect to be receiving some letters in Orzammar."<br/><br/>Mesaraih reached briefly into the flames to pat the dwarf's head, and he offered him a smile. "Understand?"<br/><br/>The dwarf had fear written all over his face, but he still spoke defiantly. "I'm not doing any of your dirty work," he spat.<br/><br/>Mesaraih sighed. "One day you'll need to, I'm afraid. Trust me. Otherwise... well, let's just say you don't want me to pay you a second visit. You won't be able to hide those injuries. I'll find you."<br/><br/>He looked over to the other dwarves, who had been more or less silent this entire time, watching the proceedings as if transfixed with horror. Mesaraih turned back to Ester.<br/><br/>"Them, I don't care. If you think they'll get in our way we can kill them. But they don't seem that foolish."<br/><br/>The leader dwarf spoke again, his words gargled out in a mix of pain and anger. "I'm not scared of you."<br/><br/>Mesaraih looked over to him, then to Ester, raising his eyebrow.<br/><br/>"It's almost like you don't want to walk again," he said slowly. "But regardless, I know who you are scared of." He jerked his head towards Ester. "And if I'm forced to pay you a visit..." he put an arm around Ester's shoulders for a second. "I'm bringing her with me."