Mesaraih shifted his feet and changed the pace of his walking constantly, unable to bear the march-like pace they were making towards the cave. At times, he slowed down behind everyone else, at others he walked ahead. Still other times he moved his body in unorthodox positions, if only just to bend his legs somewhat rather than having them stiff and straight for the entire walk. Skipping was a particularly relaxing activity.<br/><br/>He kept an eye on Ester more often than he'd like. More than once, he wanted to talk to make snide comments, but he decided to stay quiet. Even had he wanted to say nice things, talking with her never seemed to go well.<br/><br/>Once they approached the darkspawn, Mesaraih visibly rolled his eyes. He was more than a little tired of getting orders from Ester, despite the fact that he agreed with them. "Obviously," he muttered under his breath at her words.<br/><br/>"I'll sneak in behind and take out as many as I can," Mesaraih said to the group as he began to walk around the mouth of the cave. "Our commander here will tell you all her brilliant plan shortly, I'm sure." He jerked his head in Ester's direction.<br/><br/>When he was by the entrance, hidden out of sight in a clump of bushes, he opened up one of his sacks. He took the deathroot out and mushed it between two rocks, slathering the oily liquid onto his daggers. Then, he threw the rocks out to the other side from where he was hiding, just outside the cave. The darkspawn perked up when they heard the first rock being thrown, and when Mesaraih threw the second, they all started walking out to investigate. He took advantage of the distraction to sneak in behind them.<br/><br/>There were a couple of hurlocks at the back of the group. Mesaraih walked up to one of them silently and cut its head clean off before it could react in any way. The hurlock nearest to it looked back just in time for Mesaraih to slit its throat, but he was slightly noisier this time, and it drew the attention of a couple more before they exited the cave. Mesaraih retreated quickly, hoping they'd follow and that he wouldn't be ambushed from behind.