Erika had returned Flint's clever bow with a curtsy of her own before stepping forwards towards the new, not-so-natural hole in the side of the tunnel. There was slight room for humor in such situations, but the pair seemed to fit it in wherever possible. Made the missions go on a little easier than such serious talk all the time, however, now it was on to business. 

[i]"Well hello there."[/i]

The Orlesian woman stepped towards the newly formed cavern entrance, desperately looking forward to getting on with the mission and getting away from the miserable elements of the Coast, but instead she froze mid-step as the words reached her ears. The chinking of her partner's armor at his sudden startling caused her to alter her movement in a quick turn about, stumbling around and grabbing for her dagger, ready to throw at whomever had managed to sneak up on the pair. It was probably quite comical to see the two so frazzled, which probably almost certainly gave the two people who now stood before them a confidence boost. [i]Ah, yes. The Inquisition, comprised of the best of the best from all around Thedas... yeah, right.[/i]

Noticing the humorous tone that Flint took on as he finally addressed the two soggy blokes, Erika lowered her dagger. It remained casually in her hand, as the sword did in the Templar's. Better safe than sorry, after all. 

"I don't know, I try to reserve judgement on the Templars since my brother joined the order. But since those lunatics back there tried to slit our throats..." She smirked at the pair, realizing they did seem a bit of an odd mixture. What were a Warden and a Templar doing wandering the Storm Coast? "A Warden, eh? Looks like some greater power is amassing all of the orders on the Coast for some miserable reason." 

It was apparent that the two pairs had no bones to pick with each other, unless the Templar woman was upset by their mass burial of the like. Still, if that were the case then they would have both likely met their fate by now. 

"Look, we're with the Inquisition. I'd love to tell you more, but I won't bore you with the details. We've no quarrel with either of you, but we do have a job to do." She said rather matter-of-factly. The ball of fire that the Warden mage held close to him made her envious for a moment, not only for its warmth but for the light it provided in the dark tunnels. Oh, how she longed to be cozied up to a warm fire with a pint of cider in her mitts. The comfort of their camp at Haven was too far away to think of now, though. They had garnered too many complications on this simple mission already.  

"So, we are of no trouble to you if you are the same to us. Right Flint?" Erika said, looking to her smaller- but equally dangerous- partner. "However, if you don't mind me asking, what exactly brings a lone Warden and Knight-Lieutenant pair to this part of this lovely countryside? Honeymooning, perhaps?" She questioned jokingly, a smile now on the assassin's face. "I'm Erika, by the way." 

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