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Ashaad remained focused, even as the Elf agreed to what he said. Although, one of the things the Warden told him brought some confusion to his mind; I owe; Ferelden owes Sten for helping cleanse us of the blight, that's what he had said. Sten was the name the commanders within the beresaad had and Ashaad couldn't for the life of him understand why he would owe anything to them. Ashaad left it to remain a mystery to him for the mean time as he followed the Warden out from the throne room and out from the fortress itself. The sun was shining in the horizon and the air around them was cold and fresh. The Qunari took a deep breath of the fresh air before he proceeded with the Warden towards the outer gates of the Vigil's Keep. It would seem that their next pit-stop was Denerim, even though Ashaad had wished that they'd taken a boat to the Freemarch and travel from there up north to enlist the other people he was looking for. Nonetheless, he made the choice to follow the Grey Warden for now.

"Will we be travelling by horse, boat or foot?" Ashaad asked lightly as they made their way towards the final exit. If they were lucky they would have a couple of horses to spare or even better, a boat. Nevertheless, Ashaad would be glad to walk on foot as well. A long journey is what he choose to do and a long journey he would most certainly endure. Besides, it would be good for his health and a bit exploring was always nice anyway. This was the first time he was in Ferelden and according to the map he had received in Orlais, this land provided many landmarks that he would enjoy to visit.

Orzammar would be a sight to be seen. Ashaad had no problems with the dwarfs and they didn't seem to have a problem with him either or at least not the ones he has meet in his travels. Most explained to him that they had almost the same class-system that the Qunari had, which Ashaad denies, but they have their resemblance. However, in the Qunari society the poor aren't left to stare and if they wish to, they can join the army or any other faction if they have the right qualities. Yet, it's very rare to see a Qunari without anything to do; They are placed in a certain part of society from a very early age and thus, they develope with different views and skills as others might have. Also, while the dwarves believe in their ancestors, the Qunari believes in the Qun which is the right path after all.

The brecilian forest would also be a nice touch seeing as it is said to be very much like the land of Seheron where many Qunaries live as well. It's a dangerous forest, but beauty isn't always nice and calm. It can be dangerous and wild at the same time as it tempts one to journey deep within it and explore its deepest parts. That and the Dalish lived here. Sure, Ashaad has never come to term with their way of living and their way of seeing the rest of the world, but he tried to remain neutral amongst them, only to avoid any fighting. It would be a waste of his time to slay a couple of ignorant elves just because they snapped at him.

Redcliff was known to be a nice little town and a grand castle on top of a peek, However, Ashaad wasn't sure he would ever have the time to visit it nor any of the other places since he had a mission to complete and once that was done he would surely return to Par Vollen again, if he returned at all. It was a slight chance that he and everyone with him would die while preforming something that most might call impossible or a suicidal mission. Ashaad stopped to think abruptly and turned his gaze at the small elf beside him as he awaited a response to his question.