Altha sighed looking at the Tal-Vhasoth. "Yes, we need to get the Templars to join the Inquisition as much as it pains me to say it those idiots would be useful in training more soldiers. However if they refuse we contact the Inquisition and they will dispatch reinforcements to help quell them and capture who we can." Altha sighed walking over behind the bar he got a bottle of expensive looking scotch pouring himself a shot. "Now I know sieging this place we this meager force sounds bad honestly it's best the Inquisition can do at the moment. We have to pull this off, now the fortress is a six day trip from here. Listen if any of you wish not to go I will tell Leliana I don't need you for this mission, those who do stay I will put in a good for."

Oh no no no no no, their is no way in he'll I'm going to miss this one. It will be the best fight I've ever had to deal with and all I got to do is piss off an entire fortress into watching me. Oh life is so sweet, I'm going to make sure that even if you walked by the courtyard that they will not even notice you" Angelo said laughing at the thought "and please a meager force now that's just insulting, all we need to do is out smart them and I know that you can figure it out brother and while you do I'll be on the frontlines making sure everyone in this group gets out off the fight alive"Angelo said proudly

The one who called himself Angelo would carry on and beat his armored chest in much the way an ape might attempting to display dominance. In all honesty Ella felt like it might as well be. Maybe was was just quick to judge but either his fervor for battle is unrivaled, or the blows to the head over the years have taken their toll. Only time would tell.

Katari spoke briefly, but as much opposite in tone as the prior as one could. His voice was flat and serious compared to the brother elf who spoke only seconds ago. Ella would soon be distracted from the conversation as Altha, another Dalish comrade, motioned over a woman and threw her a bag of coinage; she couldn't be sure how much. Still, the bar was quickly and efficiently emptied. He rolled out a large map across the table and began to explain the mission, pointing to various places on the map as he spoke.

Angelo interrupted betting on his own self-glory. Ella shook her head, she would defiantly have her work cut out for her. In all truth, Ella did not enjoy the idea of killing, and by her own hand few have fallen, and only when defending who she has sworn to protect. Should it come to her having to fight, hopefully for her sake, it won't be a fair one; she wouldn't stand a chance and knew it.

"It's pure extract of the worst smell I ever encountered, Oghren a Grey Warden dwarf. Seriously if you value your life don't smell it...”

"This is a dwarf's bodily fluids?," the human questioned aloud. Ella was hard to suppress a look of disgust, but did not manage to hold back a chuckle at her reaction.

The rest asked their questions and confirmed with the plan. It was simple enough Ella supposed, hopefully it would be effective. Still, Angelo spoke again. Ella sighed as he went on.

Ella sat annoyed for a moment before leaning towards Elora while Angelo was still going on, “He said it would knock out anything but a dwarf, yes? Do you think he would be upset if we used it to shut him up?,” she asked jokingly.

Elora

There was a fine line between arrogance and confidence and Elora only hoped that Angelo's claims were justified. Over confidence could be dangerous and she hoped that he would deliver. It seemed she was not the only one with concerns, or with patience running thin, for that matter. The other woman, Ella, leaned close and whispered to her and Elora erupted in laughter. She was surprised by the elf's willingness to make a jab at one of their companions. Clearly she had read Elora well. She was more than happy to partake.

"Perhaps," she considered, resting her chin on her hand. "However, he won't have the opportunity to complain until he's regained consciousness," she pointed out with a smirk. "I do, however, have a herb on me that, once crushed and deposited in his ale, will have a paralytic effect on his tongue. We could go that route, either," she suggested, unsure whether she was serious or not. She certainly wouldn't be opposed to a little mischief, but she did not wish to anger her comrades so soon. There would be time yet for that.

"So it seems you are all still interested. Good, now if you have question come see me by the bar, otherwise your rooms await you in the back." He sighed pouring himself another shot of the good stuff and knocking it back. Altha seemed distracted and distant now as he he hummed a song letting himself think and clear his head. Tomorrow he would lead this ragtag bunch into mountains against all odds in the name of Inquisition, Leliana owed him, no ALL of them big time once this job was done. The bard sighed, the drink helped relax him, he was a tough one to get drunk unless you knew where to find old elven wines, those things could make him drunk faster than anything else. Bard sighed and checked his bow string and daggers, he wasn't the best fighter but he could hold his own. His silver tongue was a better weapon thank any blade however, he hoped he would not have to fire a arrow.

Katari gave a slight nod as he received the confirmation he asked for. He wouldn't be able to use his usual set of spells then if the goal was to merely wound the Templars, most of his talents were fatal for his opponents as that is all he was ever trained to do. He came to the conclusion that he would have to rely on his staff, though it was enchanted with lighting magic it was the only thing in his arsenal to cause the least amount of fatal injuries. Once the elf was done speaking and opened up to questioning Katari walked over to the bar and stood opposite side of it to the elf. "Are there any others being held by these Templars?" He asked in his cold tone, though it would take and expert in Qunari facial ques to tell but Katari had a once of concern in his eyes as he asked his question.

"I don't think so... They have imprisoned the poor girl I tricked into helping me escape but otherwise no. The plan remains unchanged even if there were prisoners, we have our strategy. Now I'll be up for awhile as I have a couple things to take care of the but the rest of you should rest, Especially you." He looked Katari. "I have yet to find a mount you can ride on trip to the Frost backs you might have to walk." Altha sighed his mind he gone back to the moment he tricked that unsuspecting farm girl turned Templar into coming to check on him, sure she was a sweet girl but she had little talent for combat. He had figured that out in the struggle that ensued after he tied her up and gagged her leaving her in that cell as he rushed away in her armor, disguised just enough to make it to the armory and retrieve his items and escape. He turned his head down and shut his driving the thoughts of what they could have done to her from his mind he mumbled. "Mythal please forgive me."

Angelo grinned a little as he finished his wine listening to the conversation as he finished he got up "goodnight everyone, can't have to get going and have some fun making chaos" Angelo aid laughing a little as he stretched a little and he got some if his own coin (which was obtained through pawning things.... that weren't his) and asked the madam for a nice elven to share company for the night with. "Well I'm going to sleep well tonight" Angelo said to the others as he walked with his beautiful elven girl to his bedroom for the night to have done fun before they left for battle. ..

Katari gave a slight nod to the elf, though he was less than happy to hear the Templars indeed have captives even if it was just one human girl. The Qunari's attention was pulled from Altha and to the other elf, Angelo, who announced his retiring for the night. A slight sneer came to the mage's face at the sight of the elf requesting the services one of the establishments 'workers'. Though it was common practice among the Qunari to receive 'physical release' from Tamassrans Katari found the whole act unsavory and rather repulsive. "Dirty dathrasi..." Katari mumbled, though it would of been heard easily enough by the members of the group who voted to stay. He slowly moved his attention back to Altha, his sneer dying slightly. "You need not procure a mount for me." He said plainly, his expression returning to it's usual cold one. "I have my own means of travel."

Altha nodded and rolled his eyes seeing Angelo walk off with one of the Elven whores. He brought the bottle and cup he was drinking from over to the table and had a seat. "Alright then Katari, I arranged for a larger bed for you, I hope you all sleep well." With that Altha began to pour over the map and remove documents from his bag, yawning occasionally he seemed to block out others as he worked most of the papers had seals from the Wardens, The Inquisition, and Dalish clans on them. After a few moments he looked up "Oh sorry, I have a lot of reports to finish and letters to write, I have many friends who I need to stay in touch with... Along with a couple personal jobs I need to attend to involving my clan." He seemed distant yet very attentive pouring over each document making edits or writing letters personal and formal to people. It seemed he was working with others to help establish the Dalish in the lands Ferelden had gifted them during the last Blight. He yawned again and produce a candle from his bag, it was going to be a late night for him. "Please all of you get some rest, I don't wish to keep you up longer than I have to."

Elora was quite receptive to her idea and even offered an idea of her own. Ella chuckled a bit at the idea.

Altha would speak once more distracting the two from their conversation, "So it seems you are all still interested. Good, now if you have question come see me by the bar, otherwise your rooms await you in the back."

Everyone nodded as Katari asked a question of his own.

"Are there any others being held by these Templars?"

The answer was long but boiled down to ' it didn't matter.' Ella was less than impressed with Altha's tactics in the tale and it surely must have shown on her face. Still, she said nothing.

"Goodnight everyone, can't have to get going and have some fun making chaos," Angelo would announce just as he waved over an elven woman for the night. "Well I'm going to sleep well tonight.”

She watched as Angelo headed off to bed with his “company.” In truth, she was quite offended he so blanently would do such a thing, and then announce it in the present company. As it would turn out she indeed wasn't the only one repulsed.

"Dirty dathrasi..."

She nodded in agreement before turning to the rest. “Ladies and Gentlemen, I will see you in the morn. I pray you sleep well,” she said as she lifted herself from her chair and off to a room that was hopefully as clean as they say.

Elora

Elora took her time finishing the glass of wine in her hand, listening quietly to the conversations going on around her. Both Angelo and Ella had retired for the evening and she knew that a good night's rest was well and truly needed. She had spent the majority of the week travelling to Denerim from Highever and it was a rare comfort to have an actual bed to sleep in. She should make the most of it while she could. Although she would have liked to sit up and learn of their task in greater detail, they would have time to speak on the road.

"I will head back to the tavern and collect my things," she announced as she rose to her feet. The assassin threw her cloak around her shoulders once more, her slender fingers clasping it closed at the base of her neck, Her gaze flickered over to where Altha sat with his letters and documents. "I will return shortly. Best not to leave anything of value in a building I'm not remaining in." She crossed the room to the entranceway, removing a dagger from her waist and holding it in her hand beneath her cloak. By now the tavern would be filled with drunks and she was eager to be in and out as quickly as possible. She did not believe that she would find much trouble but it was always best to be prepared, regardless.

Altha nodded to the human women, he turned back to his work and continued. Letter to Leliana and more to any and all gray Wardens, his friend was missing along with many others. He hoped to aid in the search for them or at least locate something on there whereabouts. Besides that he was dealing with many Dalish who wished to move into the lands they had acquired thanks to Hero of Ferelden, not all clans wished to join. Thus he had to arrange for certain Elves to be moved between tribes to maintain balance and help those who wished for a more permanent home.

After going through two candles, 32 letters, there bottles of ink, and two meals. The brothel had felt bad for the young elf and brought a bowl of stew before she went to bed and breakfast when she got up. Altha was still working when the sun rose, having finished last letter to a keeper he, no time for sleep he went outside and check on the horses before returning to brothel, awaiting his companions.