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[gonnaliveforever]

[David wasn't going to say anything, but he didn't keep a grip on Sen's hand either as he led the way out in case they might have to run again.

Oddly though, all is quiet save for the crackle of low-burning flames. He stares around at it, frowning deeply at the carnage he knows spreads out from the mouth of the ravine but keeping his thoughts to himself. He'd come all the way down here from Kirkwall to avoid this kind of shit but it really feels like someone cursed Thedas at large to be perpetually under some kind of attack.

Walking at the elf's side, David can't help but keep a slightly paranoid eye out in case someone might be sneaking up to finish the job now that they'd reappeared.]

I'll get you back to them, but then I'm off. Clearly this place isn't near as quiet as I hoped it'd be.

[He's not much one for conversation, but he does stay close and doesn't ignore or shut down anything that might be asked of him. He does stop when he sees figures running toward them from further up a trail leading into the hills, his fists curling at his sides as if readying himself to fight them all.

Only to have to pause when they stop short and put their fists to their chests in salute. One has a bird perched on his shoulder, a messenger crow from the look of it.]

Your Worship! The others said you'd gotten separated from them. We were starting to comb the area to see if you needed any assistance.

Who's that?

[David puts his hands up, shaking his head. Not his business. Not his fight, not his army.]

I'll just be on my way.

[heraldsdawn]

[ Sen is quiet for the most part as they walk. They both at least have the same thing in mind to keep their guard up while on these roads. He looks to David as they speak and a small frown falls on his face. He doesn't say anything but he couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed to hear that.

He might've said something but that is shaken from his mind when he looks to see the figures coming towards them. It doesn't take long for him to realize that they were Inquisition Soliders. He smiles, giving a wave as they approach.

Though his smile falters at the salute. Right.

He's a leader. ]

I'm fine now. When we were cut off I met this gentleman who helped me escape from Venatori forces.

I might not have gotten out of there without him.

[ However, when David says that Sen looks back and almost on reflex reaches out to take him by the hand. ]

Wait.

Perhaps it's better you come with us. It'd be better than staying out here in the wilds and running across more of those brigands. [ The soldiers look momentarily perplexed if not outright suspicious, which they say; ]

Your Worship, are you sure? [ Though Sen takes no mind to their question as he looks to David for an answer. ]

[gonnaliveforever]

[The scouts' look is briefly mirrored on David's own face as he looks first at the elf, then at the other men that seemed to be waiting for Sen's verdict before moving one way or the other. He has to wonder where they'd come from, if this Inquisitor just traveled with a small army at his disposal.

He looks very unsure about all of this, and it's obvious on his face when there comes an acknowledgment that Sen might in fact want to bring him along.]

Was just intending to see about going further east and seeing if it's any better out there. [He had a thought that maybe Denerim would be better than just staying out here in the Hinterlands. Sure it was still recovering from the Blight, but he might be able to find work out there.

The looks on the scouts' faces make him scowl though, silently challenging them to speak up. One just puts their hands up, while the other points out that it's really no safer out in that direction than it is right here, or up in the mountains. Thedas as a whole was being bent over the figurative pommel horse, so if they can take in one more seemingly competent soul, what's the harm?

A thought makes David bristle.]

'Scuse me for the assumption, but maybe I take some issue with the idea of being recruited. I'll sit still until the fuckin' cultists vacate the premises but I'm not a soldier. You don't want me for your jumped-up holy war.