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The strangest part about everything, Asher felt, was the way in which people listened to him. It was understandably difficult for him to get mistaken for a servant now, with all the armour and weaponry he carried around, but being in the position of a leader...
Well.
He'd finished talking with Riordan about the Grey Wardens and meeting some of the Redcliffe Army, helping to organise them for the assault on Denerim. He'd never quite been able to stop worrying about those he'd left behind, though, as much as he had faith in them. Dealing with petty human lordlings was one thing, the Darkspawn Horde another.
Wandering through the halls of Redcliffe Castle now, he wondered what his companions were up to. Alistair was no doubt speaking with Arl Eamon, Morrigan off on her own, Leliana in the Chantry... but the rest of them?
Perhaps he'd come across them, tonight.
Well.
He'd finished talking with Riordan about the Grey Wardens and meeting some of the Redcliffe Army, helping to organise them for the assault on Denerim. He'd never quite been able to stop worrying about those he'd left behind, though, as much as he had faith in them. Dealing with petty human lordlings was one thing, the Darkspawn Horde another.
Wandering through the halls of Redcliffe Castle now, he wondered what his companions were up to. Alistair was no doubt speaking with Arl Eamon, Morrigan off on her own, Leliana in the Chantry... but the rest of them?
Perhaps he'd come across them, tonight.