Rasie took a seat opposite the two and listened intently as they bantered and introduced themselves. "You may call me Rasie. If you desire, you may also add my title, Witch of the Wilds. I prefer not to say it all too often as it has many negative connotations, but I valued my time under Flemeth's tutelage, leading me to take pride in the name." She shifted uncomfortably before pulling out her crossbow and laying it on the table immediately in front of her. "Pardon me drawing my weapon. The chairs here are none too friendly to crossbows or their wielders."

Once she settled, Rasie laid her hands over the weapon, fingers laced together. "So, why have you been exiled from the Qun? And was it hard adjusting to society outside their dogmatic regime?" To Gavlan, she fielded questions as well. "Surface-dwelling dwarf, no? What led you to meet up with a Qunari and travel with her? I am sure it must be a good story."