The Keeper's expression remained warm, fondly looking over Dorian. "You have treated him well, da'len. For the respect you have given him, we offer up the same to you," she said with a nod. "You are welcome among our people, we trust you do not intend to bring us any harm nor do you wish to threaten our way of life."
As the Keeper spoke, the clan had begun to gather, all moving closer towards where Bramen and his brother stood. All eyes were upon Dorian, though many faces in the crowd chose to nod at Deshanna's words. Dorian was not a threat to them - they recognised this. He was still shem to them but he was not a bad one. After all, he had returned Bramen to the clan, even if only for a short time. He'd kept their kin safe, respected him, Bramen seemed to trust the man well enough to bring him to the clan. Dorian may not have realised it but it spoke great volumes.
"I am Keeper Deshanna Istimaethoriel Lavellan," the Keeper said, holding her arms out, gesturing to the people behind her, "This is clan Lavellan. You as welcome here as one of our own, Dorian Pavus of Tevinter, friend to the Inquisition, friend to our Bramen." Camras and Deywen moved to either side of Dorian now, the original pair of white windhounds at Camras' side now.
"You have assisted our hunters in herding the halla back - please, continue to assist. There is much to be done before the sun settles and Mythal's moon raises high in his place. I must speak longer with Bramen and I am certain my First wishes to do the same-" she cast a glance over towards where Bramen and his brother stood, Meallan flicking his brother in the ear and Bramen giving him a swat - though both men stood at attention the moment the Keeper's eyes were on them. The Keeper laughed softly through her nose at their antics, looking back towards Dorian.
"Camras and Deywen will continue showing you about our home. Please - allow yourself comfort during your stay."
And with that, the Keeper turned and stepped back towards Bramen and Meallan, placing her hand on both of their shoulders before walking with them. Bramen looked over to Dorian and flashed him a smile, trying to find some means of reassuring the man that he'd return. Camras brushed his hand against Dorian's shoulder, giving it a pat before he gestured off towards where the halla were still standing.
"We shall pen them. Come - we will show you how to care for the halla," he said gesturing them to his two hounds. The animals looked obediently at him and he pointed towards the deer, the dogs taking off in graceful strides again, keeping the herd together.
"It may not be very different from your shem horses," Deywen said, moving to walk alongside Dorian now. "We return them to their pen, we brush them, clean their hooves and inspect them, for any sign of blemish or injury. We feed them, speak to them, remind them we are the same."
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As the Keeper spoke, the clan had begun to gather, all moving closer towards where Bramen and his brother stood. All eyes were upon Dorian, though many faces in the crowd chose to nod at Deshanna's words. Dorian was not a threat to them - they recognised this. He was still shem to them but he was not a bad one. After all, he had returned Bramen to the clan, even if only for a short time. He'd kept their kin safe, respected him, Bramen seemed to trust the man well enough to bring him to the clan. Dorian may not have realised it but it spoke great volumes.
"I am Keeper Deshanna Istimaethoriel Lavellan," the Keeper said, holding her arms out, gesturing to the people behind her, "This is clan Lavellan. You as welcome here as one of our own, Dorian Pavus of Tevinter, friend to the Inquisition, friend to our Bramen." Camras and Deywen moved to either side of Dorian now, the original pair of white windhounds at Camras' side now.
"You have assisted our hunters in herding the halla back - please, continue to assist. There is much to be done before the sun settles and Mythal's moon raises high in his place. I must speak longer with Bramen and I am certain my First wishes to do the same-" she cast a glance over towards where Bramen and his brother stood, Meallan flicking his brother in the ear and Bramen giving him a swat - though both men stood at attention the moment the Keeper's eyes were on them. The Keeper laughed softly through her nose at their antics, looking back towards Dorian.
"Camras and Deywen will continue showing you about our home. Please - allow yourself comfort during your stay."
And with that, the Keeper turned and stepped back towards Bramen and Meallan, placing her hand on both of their shoulders before walking with them. Bramen looked over to Dorian and flashed him a smile, trying to find some means of reassuring the man that he'd return. Camras brushed his hand against Dorian's shoulder, giving it a pat before he gestured off towards where the halla were still standing.
"We shall pen them. Come - we will show you how to care for the halla," he said gesturing them to his two hounds. The animals looked obediently at him and he pointed towards the deer, the dogs taking off in graceful strides again, keeping the herd together.
"It may not be very different from your shem horses," Deywen said, moving to walk alongside Dorian now. "We return them to their pen, we brush them, clean their hooves and inspect them, for any sign of blemish or injury. We feed them, speak to them, remind them we are the same."