"Because we're human, being lazy is why you and I have jobs in the first place because other people hire us to do the things they actually could do themselves if they could be arsed to really do it. We're just lucky that we're big enough and ugly enough that we can argue a fairer price for it than a lot of others." That an elf handles the financial arrangements for Asher's crew is no secret, what is less well-known to those that aren't friends because employers generally don't really go beyond what they see with their own two eyes is that the other woman that goes along with her has elf blood running in her veins beneath her very human looking face.

Tut tut tut Lena. With a speculative scratch of his beard, he leans back, and it speaks to the fact that he's really hurting that he has to hold the bar with one hand to make sure he doesn't pitch right back out of his seat to get a decent look at her feet. "Might do actually. I was up at the hold with that side of the family, they threw in a whole bunch of shit, wasn't really for the Inquisition exactly, more of a 'why the fuck are you in our mountains lowlanders' sort of thing' y'know? Think it's meant to be a reminder that the Frostbacks are still occupied so you might just be in luck. If Avvar boots don't offend, I don't know what the Vashoth girls are into these days, Korrin Ataash is meant to be into girls with green hands so there you go."