A chuckle leaves Alayre leads the way to the tavern. Despite not being overly fond of ale or mead, he still finds the tavern to be quite relaxing.

Most of the people who haunt there are young and sturdy adventurers with an air of danger about them. While not many of these people are particularly friendly, Alayre managed to engage a few conversations or two with the sellswords who usually sit towards the corner of the tavern. They typically keep him abreast to any news regarding renegades who stray to close to Skyhold.

"I do not believe I caught your name. Are you...new to these parts?" He asks in hopes of making smalltalk. His gift for conversation is sometimes frowned upon by others.