"No Tevinter." Cassius said somewhat folding his arms as he looked at the One armed Elf.
"It is a place that would be nightmarish for someone like you. Besides... none of your 'charming' quips even amounts to what anyone is like there."  The newcomer displayed great caution in his stance. One dost not speak unless thy have meaning in thine words. 

Rather than stand around, Cassius walked over to Geralt, a circle mage. 
"From what little I know, Antivians are renowned assassins posing as Orlesians? Or that just a fancy stereotype to scare others...?"