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The trip had been a long one, getting the group together and ready after a long night of drinking had been like trying to heard a group of cats. Finally they had set out on their way with only a few lagging behind due to their hangovers. They gave even more space due to Kaariss reciting his newest poem, it was something about a dragon and a champion from the small amount that Kaaras was actually paying attention to. It had taken some time but most of what Kaariss said was a dull roar in the back of Kaaras' mind. It was not that he didn't like the would be poet, he could only deal with so many attempts to rhyme before he wanted to fall upon his own staff's blade.
The temple was impressive, old from what Kaaras had heard of it. The Hero of Ferelden had discovered it on one of her many quests, the Chantry had taken over not long after that. It was an stunning place, and the mountains were beautiful. Kaaras could get use to a place like this, maybe they would be able to stick around for a little while. Though the town of Haven did not seem like they needed, or could pay for a mercenary company's skills and time. Perhaps it was time for a vacation, the longer he thought on it the less likely he was to stick around however. The Templars likely would likely have a thing or two to say if an apostate Qunari was hanging around.
"You are our Sataari, alright Addar?" Shokrakar pointed ahead with her sword, "Kaariss and Ashaad Two will be along soon but I want you in that Temple now."
"Alright, I will see you lot shortly." Kaaras turned heading with a light jog up to the temple. As he took a corner he ran into a Chantry Sister, just about knocking her off her feet.
"Oh no I am so sorry about that." The small woman stooped grabbing her hat from the ground and then finally looked up to Kaariss her eyes going wide.
"It was all my fault Sister, I apologize. I was not looking where I was going and did not see you. Which is quite a shame with a face as lovely as your's."
The woman laughed and she smiled warmly, "I do need to apologize though, I did not mean to stare. It is just that I did not expect to see a Qunari here. May I ask what you are doing? Sir...?"
"Addar, Kaaras Addar. My Mercenary company is here to make sure things do not get rough in the peace talks. You will be seeing more of us, though most of them would rather not be referred to as Qunari Sister...?"
"Sister Emilia formerly of the Chantry in Denerim." Her brow furrowed in confusion as she looked up to him. ''Why would your companions not wished to be called Qunari?"
"Well most of them are Tal-Vashoth, that means that they have left the Qun. I along with a few others are Vashoth, meaning that we were never a part of the Qun in the first place. My parents raised me away from all that. They had fled when they were young. It is really difficult to explain to an outsider. Basically the Qunari are the people who follow the religion, not our race as a people. Most use Qunari for the former and latter however. I mean how else would you describe a large horned man?"
"As a charmer apparently." She chuckled, "So if you do not follow the Qun then does that mean you worship the Maker?" Emilia asked walking with Kaaras towards the Temple. She still smiled up at him her tone warm and friendly as they chatted.
"All I know about the Chant is what I have heard walking past the Chantry of the town I happen to be in. I do not think they would let me inside even if I had wanted to learn more." He shrugged opening a door and holding it for her with a smile of his own.
"We are all the Maker's children Kaaras Addar. If you have the time later I would love to speak with you about the Maker and Andraste. No one should ever be turned away from the Maker's embrace simply because of how they look. Everyone deserves the chance to be brought to his side."
"That would be nice Sister Emilia. I will seek you out after the talks are done if things go well.." Kaaras smiled warmly and turned to head the opposite way. There were too few people were like her in this world. He was still thinking about the kindness of the Sister and how nice her smile was as he rounded a corner.
Such a shame he would not remember it.