Jaitheia decided to take a good look at everyone that was in the room and saw that there was a Gray Warden in the room with them. It was strange that one would be here for whatever they are supposed to do. Maybe there will be Darkspawn to be encountered on their journey or it could be just another different reason as of why one is here. "May I ask why is a Greg Warden here? I thought your order was supposed to stay neutral in politics or anything that would ask you to take sides...or anything period." She waved the elf that offered her tea before she took a swig of her ale. Tea never did set well with her stomach to begin with, must be the herbs that flavors the water or something or other. Looking at the others, she noticed that one of them was, Dalish elf from what she hopefully remembered being told about them, and the other was wearing the armour of a templar. A frown appeared on her face, but why a templar is here is none of her business. Deciding that she doesn't want anyone to notice that she was displeased about something, Jaitheia turned her attention to her already half gone ale. "I'm already half drank of it? I need to stop taking big drinks. It needs to be savored." She was already feeling the effects of drinking too much ale in one setting, but if it will get her through this meeting of sorts then it will be acceptable for her until she becomes sober again.