Start to Denerim - Sinjan's group

Sinjan stood, placing his sword and shield back in their places then walked over to Lithawen and put out his hand to help her up.

"No." He waited for her to take his hand as he'd shown her what he'd wanted, that there was a bit more to him than she had thought. His mood was meloncholy as he helped her up as he truly did dislike fighting with her and that seemed to be all they did around each other, "We should get to the cabin. As you said, you're exhausted and there could be more Darkspawn out here."

Lithawen looked up at him with a glare, taking his offered hand in both of hers. It took a bit to get up, and once up she shoved his hand away. "Think you can find your way?" she muttered darkly as she slowly made her way towards where Arlathan was standing.

The horse stood still, watching Sinjan with a glare (or at least the closest thing to a glare a horse can mangage), feeling very protective of his master but also realizing that Sinjan probably wasn't out to truly hurt Lithawen. And thus Arlathan didn't intervene in the fight.

The Arcane Warrior was angry, at the knight for being insufferable, and at herself for getting to this point of exhaustion. Normally Lithawen was sent forward just as if she were another warrior, maintaining spells wasn't that hard but casting fireball after fireball would wear anyone down.

"Just over that rise." He said as he began to walk, not looking back to see if she and her horse followed. This wasn't how he was wanting to do things but it was good enough.

He strode across the short rise then down the hill towards the cabin which they had been to earlier. Even he could tell from the marks on the ground that there had been a scuffle and he shook his head hoping that the people died without excess pain and suffering but knew that was likely not so.

Sinjan walked into the cabin and noticed the new Dwarf immediately. He was confused by a Dwarf of the Legion of the Dead being there as most stayed within the tunnels but ignored it for now as he saw Drake from the side of his eyes,

"Rough tumble friend." He said to which he received a slight snarl from the man, "We found these two youth, Nyggy. Dena and Merav."

The two teens had been quiet while in the cottage and now only nodded at Nygozy as the Dwarven woman smiled at them.

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