[The device starts recording a large, looming horned figure with gray skin and a perpetually furrowed brow peering curiously at the buttons. He turns the device over, inspecting it thoroughly, before carefully prodding buttons that are, by all means, more suited to one half his size
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My what large... horns you have. Good afternoon, my large Qunari friend.
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...I am not Qunari.
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...Who are you?
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[He seems thoughtful for a moment.] So you are that elf.
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Ah, so you have heard of me. It continues to amaze me that our group will become so famous. I wonder. What happens to my grumpy friend Sten?
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He continues fulfilling the Qun's demands, as he believes is necessary.
[Was that just the slightest hint of... disdain?]
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In your words, I am Mercenary.
[It doesn't surprise him much that Zevran was unaware of the variety among Kossith. He doesn't particularly care either. If he was so curious about the Qunari, he could go find a Tamassran and be indoctrinated.]
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Now, tall, dark, and taciturn, am I allowed to know your name?
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You have given yours so it is only fair. You may call me Maraas.
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