Lynare glowered as she trudged through the settlement of Ostagar, the elvan woman looking quite a bit uncomfortable in such a populated shemlan place. Long beautiful red hair, the regular pretty elvan face and eyes and the slender curved body. Dark red tattoos along the forehead, the middle oddly depicting a wolf. Shemlan most likely won't understand what it means, but any Dalish would. It was a mark depicting the god she served under, which was the Dread Wolf, the trickster of the gods. It wasn't something that was looked highly upon, but the young elvan woman didn't seem to give a damn what others thought or spoke her reasons. Despite looking pretty like most elves, Lynare was more scary.

She was young, only of twenty one years of age probably, and had joined the Grey Warden's just a year ago and was known to have a sharp tongue, and a bit temperamental. However, no one could deny her skill with dual wielding swords and her skill at the bow and arrow. Wearing her traditional Dalish rare Ironbark light armor and a Halla's beautifully carved horn around her neck as a necklace. Confirming she was obviously a Dalish Elf. She carried her leather satchel made of deer on her hip, her dual blades strapped to her back along with her bow and arrows.

Walking along, she momentarily paused as chanting could be heard. Scoffing as she recongized a Chantry sister, she moved along, rather not having to deal with religious dirt eaters. However, this was not to be as a sister seemed to spot the Warden and moved over with a slightly friendly smile, though hesitating, probably because this Warden was a elf.

[b]"Ah Warden, would you like a blessing of the Maker to watch over you in this coming battle?"[/b] The sister asked softly.

Lynare clenched her teeth as she looked at the taller shemlan female, before shaking her head. [b]"Sorry, but I have the [i]Dalish Gods[/i] to watch over me, I do not need your God's caring eye."[/b] Lynare replied, seeming to try and be polite about it, of course this did not seem to please the Chantry sister.

[b]"Then begone heathen!"[/b] The Chantry sister hissed with venom, the pretend sweetness gone.

Narrowing her eyes, the cold blue gaze gave a deadly glare and a almost feral growl rumbled in her throat, causing the sister to lose a little nerve at the intimidating glare. [b]"Ar'din nuvenin na'din."[/b] The Dalish elf hissed, and although the shemlan didn't understand, the intimidating way the elf said it was clear enough and the shemlan scoffed and stormed away.

Scoffing again, Lynare turned away before glancing toward a elvan messangers who hesitantly moved toward her, though froze a little as her cold blue eyes glared at him. [b]"What is it?"[/b] she asked, obviously still annoyed at that Chantry sister.

Gulping a little, the boy fidgeted where he stood. [b]"U-Um... Miss Lynare?"[/b] he squeaked a little, seeing that this Dalish elf wasn't quite as calm as the other he encountered.

[b]"Yeah, that's me. Spit out the message kid before you tremble yourself in a puddle."[/b] Lynare said, taking a deep breathe to calm herself, before crossing her arms over her chest.

[b]"U-Um.. I was told by Warden Garviel to inform you and Adale that he wishes you to meet him by the king's tent and for you to prepare to journey into the Wilds."[/b] The elf boy stuttered out.

Lynare rolled her eyes, before nodding a little at the message as her arms relaxed. [b]"Good, I was getting stir crazy being in this place."[/b] she muttered before flicking a silver coin to the boy, who caught it with a look of mild confusion on his face. [b]"Thanks kid, don't worry about Adale, I was on my way to fetch him anyway."[/b] she said as she lightly ruffled the top of the elf's head before walking off.

Near the Mabari pen, was Adale the elvan Mage from Orlais. He was a very beautiful fellow, with long golden hair, pretty green eyes, and golden brown robes with a hint of emerald green designs upon them. Silk white gloves with silver and gold decorative designs. He stood to about 5'3 in height, and his beautiful appearance made him look a bit older than he was. In reality, he was probably the youngest Warden, being at the age of eighteen, having joined only a year ago and had the joining with Lynare. Both of them survived, though their third joinee did not.

Smiling a little as his emerald green eyes watched the Mabari hounds in the pen, he jumped a little when Lynare poked the tip of his left pointed ear. Whirling around, he sighed in relief to see it was Lynare but soon he scowled, or more like pouted, in her direction.

[b]"Lynare! I told you not to sneak up on me like that! It scares me to no end!"[/b] Adale complained, sounding a bit like a child despite his elegant appearance.

[b]"Who else would I test my sneaking capabilities on?"[/b] Lynare mused innocently as a grin crossed her red lips.

[b]"Anyone else!"[/b] The Mage groaned as he crossed his arms over his chest and glared at her.

[b]"Mhmm nah, you're waaaay more fun to sneak up on. Now stop sitting around, Graviel wants us to meet him at the King's tent to head for the Kokari wilds."[/b] Lynare instructed.

[b]"K-K-Kokari wilds?! But.. Umm doesn't a witch live there? And wolves... And bears... And hordes of Darkspawn?!"[/b] Adale said nervously.

Rolling her eyes, Lynare grabbed him by the hand before dragging him along toward the King's tent. [b]"Well hopefully, Asha'bellanar doesn't have a interest in little fledgling mages like you. Plus you've had plenty of battles of your own. Now hurry up."[/b] she instructed as she continued along, not slowing down.

When finally reaching the King's tent, ignoring the shemlan around and simply made a straight beeline to the Grey Wardens, she let go of Adale and crossed her arms. Glancing toward the elvan commander.

[b]"Commander."[/b] Lynare greeted before glancing to the others, though first to Morven in which she gave a more polite nod. [b]"Aneth ara, Hahren."[/b] she greeted her elder Dalish politely before glancing toward the single Shem currently among them. [b]Paxton."[/b] she greeted with a curt nod before looking to the Commander.

[b]"So what are we doing in the wilds?"[/b] she asked.

Adale shifted in place, glancing to the others but bowed a little. [b]"Commander, Morven, Paxton... Nice to see you."[/b] he said in his accented voice before curiously looking to the Warden Commander.