"I've seen what Orlesians call a 'hound' and nothing could be further from my view of one. These dogs abandoned Tevinter for us barbarians, we've always understood each other better than other people understand us." Dog lord is the only sort of title Asher would ever see attached to his name, everything else is rejected vehemently.

"No, we go back to camp, scouts might have heard something, maybe find out if the locals know anything and we come back in a group. For now we say this was a job well done and salvage what we can from the mess somewhere by a proper fire with a proper seat. I'm not going to sort through their teeth here where I'll freeze my balls off."