Elissa Cousland/Scenes

* Bryce: I trust, then, that your troops will be here shortly?
* Howe: I expect they will start arriving tonight, and we can march tomorrow. I apologize for the delay, my lord. This is entirely my fault.
* Bryce: No, no. The appearance of the darkspawn in the south has us all scrambling, doesn't it? I only received the call from the king a few days ago, myself.
* Bryce: I'll senf my eldest off with my men. You and I will ride tomorrow, just like the old days!
* Howe: True. Though we both had less gray in our hair then. And we fought Orlesians, not... monsters.
* Bryce: *(Laughs)* At least the smell will be the same.
* Bruce: I'm sorry pup; I didn't see you there. Howe, you remember my daughter?
* Howe: I see she's become a lovely young woman. Pleased to see you again, my dear.
* Elissa: Is your family here, Arl Howe?
* Howe: Oh no, I left them in Amaranthine, well away from the fighting in the south. They do send their best wishes.
* Howe: My son Thomas asked after you. Perhaps I should bring him with me next time.
* Elissa: I've no interest in an arranged marriage/(Thomas is a few years younger than I am.)
* Elissa: See what I contend with, Howe? There is no telling my fierce girl anything these days, Maker bless her heart.
* (Howe: As you get older, those years make less difference. A lesson often hard won.
* Bryce: I doubt she'll be receptive, Howe. My fierce girl as her own mind these days, Maker bless her heart.)
* Howe: Quite talented, I'm sure. One to watch.
* (Howe: Mmm. No doubt because you've trained her as a warrior. How unique.)
* Bryce: At any rate, Pup, I summoned you for a reason. While your brother and I are both away, I'm leaving you in charge of the castle.
* Elissa: What? Why can't I go into battle with you and Fergus./(I'll do my best, Father.
* Bryce: Now, that's what I like to hear.)
* Bryce: I'm certain you'd more than prove yourself, but I am not willing to deal with your mother if you join the war.
* Bryce: She'd kill me if I let you go. She's already twisted into knots about Fergus and me going.
* Elissa: Let me talk to her. I'll convince her.
* Bryce: I doubt that. You know your mother, and she made it clear there is no debate.
* Bryce: This is no needless task. I ask you to take a great responsibility.
* Bryce: Only a token force is remaining here, and you must keep peace in the region. You know what they say about mice when the cat is away, yes?
* Bryce: There's also someone you must meet. Please... show Duncan in.
* Duncan: It is an honor to be a guest within your hall, Teyrn Cousland.
* Howe: Your Lordship, you didn't mention that a Grey Warden would be present.
* Bryce: Duncan arrived just recently, unannounced. Is there a problem?
* Howe: Of course not, but a guest of this stature demands certain protocol. I am... at a disadvantage.
* Bryce: We rarely have the pleasure of seeing one in person, that's true. Pup, Brother Aldous taught you who the Grey Wardens are, I hope?
* Elissa: They're an order of great warriors.
* Bryce: They are the heroes of legend, who ended the Blights and saved us all.
* Bryce: Duncan is looking for recruits before joining us and his fellow Wardens in the south. I believe he's got his eye on Ser Gilmore.
* Duncan: If I might be so bold, I would suggest that your daughter is also an excellent candidate.
* Bryce: Honor though that might be, this is my daughter we're talking about.
* Elissa: I've no interest in becoming a Grey Warden./(Is there a reason I shouldn't join them?)
* (Howe: You did just finish saying that Grey Wardens are heroes, old friend.)
* (Bryce: I've not so many children that I'll gladly see them all off to battle. Unless you intend to invoke the Right of Conscription...?)
* Bryce: Do you hear that, Duncan? My daughter is not interested. So unless you intend to invoke the right of conscription...?
* Duncan: Have no fear. While we need as many good recruits as we can find, I've no intentions of forcing the issue.
* Bryce: Pup, can you ensure that Duncan's requests are seen to while I'm gone?
* Elissa: Of course./(Don't strain my abilities or anything.)
* (Bryce: And don't strain my patience.)
* Bryce: In the meantime, find Fergus and tell him to lead the troops to Ostagar ahead of me.
* Elissa: Are you trying to get rid of me?
* Bryce: We must discuss the battle plans in the South.
* Bryce: Be a good lass and do as I've asked. We'll talk soon.

* Servant: The castle is so eerie with everyone preparing to ride south. It will be so empty!

* Mallol: Maker prepare a place for us. Redeem our world from sin. Forgive our transgressions.
* Soldier: Maker forgive us all.
* Mallol: Have you come to pray for your brother and father? I'd be happy to ask for the Maker's blessings with you.
* Elissa: I would appreciate that, Mother Mallol.
* Mallol: Please, child. Call me 'Mallol'. I've known you since you were a wee babe, after all.
* Mallol: Creator of the Sky, the Land, and the Sea, hear your people in our time of need.
* Elissa: Maker watch over us.
* Mallol: Let no man have cause to fear the shadows. Let their souls be lifted upon your return. So let it be.
* Elissa: Maker forgive us all.
* Mallol: There now. I'll be keeping a vigil tonight. You're welcome to come.
* Mallol: There are many more who must receive the Maker's blessings before they leave. If you would excuse me?
* Elissa: Thank you, Mallol.

* Soldier: Oh! My lady, we were just... ah...
* Elissa: Taking a break?
* Soldier: Well... the treasury's safe... I'm not even sure why the teyrn stationed us here...
* Elissa: Don't worry about it, men. I won't say anything.
* Soldier: We... appreciate that, my lady. Thank you.
* Soldier 2: Thank you for your lenience, my lady!

* Gilmore: There you are! Your Mother told me the Teyrn had summoned you, so I didn't want to interrupt.
* Elissa: Good thing, too, considering Father's company./(Hello to you, too, Ser Gilmore.)
* (Gilmore: Ha! Pardon my abruptness, my lady. It's simply that I've been looking everywhere for you.)
* Gilmore: I fear your hound has the kitchens in uproar once again.
* Gilmore: Nan is threatening to leave.
* Elissa: She was my nanny before she was the cook, Nan won't leave.
* Gilmore: Your mother disagrees. She insists you collect the dog, and quickly.
* Gilmore: You know these mabari hounds. He'll listen to his mistress, but anyone else risks having an arm bitten off.
* Elissa: He knows better than to hurt anyone.
* Gilmore: I'm not willing to test that.

* Aldous: Hello, my dear girl.
* Aldous: By chance, I am beginning to teach these young squires about your family's history.
* Squire: *(Groan)* Do we have to? History is boring!

* Gilmore: We really should go after your hound, my lady, before he does something worse.
* Elissa: Tell me about yourself, Ser Gilmore.
* Gilmore: Well, you know I've served your father for years, since my own father sent me to squire here.
* Gilmore: My father is a minor lord in the Bannorn, but out land is little more than a glorified farmstead. I do miss it, though. The valleys of the Bannorn are beautiful this time of year.
* Gilmore: I take great pride in serving the teyrn. Still, if I had the opportunity to join the Grey Wardens, I wouldn't hesitate.
* Elissa: You would leave my father's service?
* Gilmore: With his blessing, I imagine. Joining the Wardens is the highest service one can render.
* Elissa: Do you know much about the Grey Wardens?
* Gilmore: Only what everyone hears. I never expected to actually see one. So few of them are here in Ferelden.
* Elissa: Have you ever seen darkspawn?
* Gilmore: Never. You hear about darkspawn attacking homesteads and travelers, but... I thought they were just stories.
* Elissa: Are the Grey Wardens really as skilled as the legends say?
* Gilmore: I hear they only recruit the most skilled. It'd be disappointing if that wasn't true.
* Elissa: What happens if the Grey Wardens recruit you?
* Gilmore: I only know that once you become a Grey Warden, your old life is over. There's no going back.
* Elissa: Let's talk about something else.
* Gilmore: As you wish... but what if the Grey Warden tries to recruit you? Have you thought about it?
* Elissa: Why would he recruit me?
* Gilmore: Begging your pardon, my lady, but your are no ordinary woman. You're strong, skilled, and easily the equal of any man, on the field or off.
* Gilmore: The Grey Wardens would be fools to overlook you.
* Elissa: He assured my father he wouldn't recruit me.
* Gilmore: He could change his mind. Grey Wardens are notorious for doing whatever is necessary to fight the darkspawn.
* Gilmore: Scribe Aldous once told me that the Grey Wardens used to burn entire villages to keep them out of darkspawn hands.
* Elissa: So they'll kill people to protect them?
* Gilmore: If they have to. A few villages are a small price to pay to save the world.
* Elissa: I really don't know how I feel about it.
* Gilmore: I suppose you have many other options. Me, I would give anything to be recruited.
* Elissa: Why aren't you marching with our men?
* Gilmore: I would, were it my choice. Your father decided I should remain with the complement guarding the castle. I hope that's because this Grey Warden wishes to see me.
* Elissa: I really don't need you to accompany me, you know.
* Gilmore: Oh, it's no bother. I should make sure that Nan is settled, anyhow, or your mother will have my hide.
* Elissa: Let's keep going.
* Gilmore: Of course, my lady. Lead on.

* Eleanor: And my dear Bryce brought this back from Orlais last year. The marquis who gave it to him was drunk, I understand, and mistook Bruce for the king.
* Eleanor: Ah, here is my daughter, along with Ser Gilmore.
* Eleanor: Darling, you remember Lady Landra?
* Landra: I think we last met at your mother's spring salon.
* Elissa: Weren't you drunk?
* Eleanor: I am so proud of my pup's mastery of tact and diplomacy.
* Landra: Well, it was a lovely salon, from what little I remember. *(Laughs)*
* Dairren: Which wouldn't be much, considering we had to pour you into the carriage afterwards.
* Landra: You remember my son, Dairren? He's not married yet, either.
* Dairren: Don't listen to her. It's good to see you again, my lady. You're looking as beautiful as ever.
* Elissa: Flatterer.
* Landra: And this is my lady-in-waiting, Iona. Do say something, dear.
* Iona: It is a great pleasure, my lady. You are as pretty as your mother describes.
* Eleanor: You would think that would make it easier to make a match for her, not more difficult.
* Dairren: Perhaps your daughter simply has a mind of her own, your Ladyship. You should be proud.
* Eleanor: Proud doesn't get me any more grandchildren.
* Elissa: I can handle my own affairs, thank you.
* Eleanor: All evidence to the contrary.
* Landra: I think perhaps I shall rest now, my dear. Dairren, I will see you and Iona at supper.
* Dairren: Perhaps we will retire to the study for now.
* Landra: Good evening, your Ladyship, Ser Gilmore.

* Eleanor: You should say goodbye to Fergus while you have the chance.
* Elissa: Why can't I go with Father and Fergus?
* Eleanor: I know it's difficult to stay in the castle and watch others ride off, but we must see to our duties first. You understand that, don't you?
* Elissa: What if they fall without me?
* Eleanor: It's in the Maker's hands now, and we must cope as best we can.
* Elissa: Did you know there's a Grey Warden here?
* Eleanor: Yes, your father mentioned that. You haven't gotten it into your head that you want to be recruited?
* Elissa: Would that be so bad?
* Eleanor: There's enough here at the castle to occupy you. I don't need you off chasing danger like your brother.
* Elissa: Are you staying at the castle?
* Eleanor: For a few days. Then I'll travel with Lady Landra to her estate and keep her company for a time.
* Eleanor: Your father thinks my presence here might undermine your authority.
* Elissa: I don't think you should go.
* Eleanor: Don't worry, my dear. It won't be long.
* Elissa: I have a bad feeling about all this.
* Eleanor: As do I. Your father and brother are marching off to fight Maker-knows-what. All the assurances in the world don't comfort me.
* Eleanor: But it wouldn't help for us to take up arms and follow. Fergus and your father have their duty and we have ours.
* Elissa: Do you know where Fergus might be?
* Eleanor: If he's not out with his men, probably upstairs with Oriana.
* Elissa: I should go.
* Eleanor: I love you, my darling girl. You know that, don't you?
* Elissa: I love you, too.
* Eleanor: Go do what you must, then. I will see you soon.

* Iona: That is a wonderful dog! He seems very noble and intelligent.
* Arthur: *(Happy bark!)*
* Iona: Greetings once again, my lady.
* Elissa: I haven't seen many elven ladies-in-waiting.
* Iona: Lady Landra has been very good to me. I am lucky.
* Iona: If I may... I see that you have no ladies-in-waiting. Is this usual for a noblewoman of your rank?
* Elissa: I don't like others serving me.
* Iona: That is not a sentiment I see amongst other noblewomen.
* Elissa: How did you come to know Lady Landra?
* Iona: My family has been in service to hers for many years.
* Iona: Lady Landra elevated my place as a reward for our loyalty. I hope this position might pass to my daughter.
* Elissa: You have a daughter?
* Iona: Forgive me; I shouldn't have mentioned her.
* Elissa: Tell me about her.
* Iona: Her... name is Amethyne. Her father died of a wasting sickness two years ago.
* Elissa: You speak of her fondly.
* Iona: Amethyne is my life. You will know when you have children.
* Iona: This is why your mother protects you from the coming battle.
* Elissa: You don't hope for more for your daughter?
* Iona: I have risen very high, for my people. I would not tempt fate by wishing more.
* Elissa: It sounds like Lady Landra has been good to you.
* Iona: Lady Landra is good to her elven servants. That is not true in many households, but I hear it is in yours.
* Iona: It speaks well of your father to show such compassion.
* Elissa: Tell me more about yourself.
* Iona: I am an open book, my lady. What would you like to know?
* Elissa: Where were you born?
* Iona: Lady Landra's manor is not half so large as your castle, so my family lives in the Alienage.
* Elissa: Do you enjoy living there?
* Iona: There we do not... stand out quite so much.
* Iona: In an alienage, my daughter learns what it means to be elven... as much as possible. So much of our history has been lost.
* Elissa: What do you think of humans?
* Iona: That is... an awkward question. What do you mean?
* Elissa: Do you resent humans for what they've done to your people?
* Iona: Well... that is not an easy question.
* Iona: I think that conversation would take far more time than we have now.
* Elissa: Is there anyone special back home?
* Iona: No longer. I have little time for such things.
* Elissa: Have you thought about it?
* Iona: Between caring for my daughter and Lady Landra... very little. Though I would not rule it out if... the right person came along.
* Elissa: I'd like to ask you about something else.
* Iona: Of course.
* Elissa: Good evening.
* Iona: Farewell, my lady.
* Iona: Good luck on managing this castle in the coming months. I imagine it shall be very difficult.

* Dairren: Hello, again. Your castle's study is wonderful. Might I ask whose collection this is?
* Elissa: It was my grandfather's, but I come here often to read.
* Dairren: So would I. Do you have a favorite book?
* Elissa: "The Fragons of Tevinter" by Brother Timious.
* Dairren: Good choice! Timious's theory on the nature of dragons and how they connect to darkspawn is quite intriguing.
* Elissa: So you're going to be riding with my father tomorrow?
* Dairren: Yes, though I don't know when. I will leave when your father does.
* Dairren: I'll ride as his second--a glorified squire, more or less. I'll care for his horse and armor and such. It's quite an honor.
	+ Elissa: You consider it an honor to do menial tasks?
* Dairren: Unlike you, I am no child of a great house. If I can rise within the ranks of your father's service, it is more than I could normally hope for.
* Dairren: I'm a bit surprised that you're not riding alongside your brother. Is that... disappointing?
* Elissa: Yes. I really want to go.
* Dairren: If you're interested, I shall record what I can during the battle. My writing skills may be lacking, but I hope to convey a true sense of the warrior's experience.
* Dairren: Writing such an important work is one of my ambitions.
* Elissa: Will you actually fight?
* Dairren: I hope so. I admit to trepidation about facing darkspawn, but I can't imagine an opponent more worthy of defeat.
* Elissa: Do you know anything about the Grey Warden?
* Dairren: No more than anyone else. Is it true there is one here in the castle? Have you met him?
* Elissa: It's true. I've met him.
* Dairren: I'd join the Grey Wardens in a heartbeat. Can you imagine? Destroying the darkspawn forever, becoming a hero...
* Dairren: But I'd never gain a Grey Warden's notice. I'll have to be happy under your father's command.
* Elissa: I'd like to get to know you a little better.
* Dairren: I'd like that. What did you have in mind?
* Elissa: Tell me about yourself.
* Dairren: There's not much to tell. I am the eldest son of a minor lord.
* Dairren: I can't imagine I'm anyone very interesting to you.
* Elissa: Perhaps we could talk after you return from the south.
* Dairren: I would be glad of the chance to get to know you better. Until then.
* Dairren: Is there something else you would like to discuss, my lady?
* Elissa: Let's talk about me, I like that topic.
* Dairren" I... don't actually know you that well, my lady. You're beautiful, capable... but beyond that, a bit of a mystery to me.
* Elissa: What have you heard about me, exactly?
* Dairren: Everyone says that you're more likely to succeed the teyrn than your brother is. That the Cousland line has never been stronger.
* Dairren: I don't know about here, but outside your castle, people discuss your family a great deal. Some say your father should have been king instead of Cailan.
* Dairren: But is is just talk, I think, borne of affection for your father.

* Oren: Is there really gonna be a war, papa? Will you bring me back a sword?
* Fergus: Thats 'sword', Oren. And I'll get you the mightiest one I can find, I promise. I'll be back before you know it.
	+ Oriana: I wish victory was indeed so certain. My heart is... disquiet.
* Fergus: Don't frighten the boy, love. I speak the truth.
* Fergus: And here's my little sister to see me off. Now dry your eyes, love, and wish me well.
* Elissa: You two are nauseating me.
* Fergus: Ha! When there's a man in your life, you'll understand.
* Elissa: I prefer my freedom, thank you.
* Fergus: One day you'll meet someone who can handle you. Mark my words.
* Elissa: I wish I could go with you.
* Fergus: I wish you could come! It'll be tiring, killing all those darkspawn myself.
* Oriana: In Antiva, a woman fighting in battle would be... unthinkable.
* Fergus: Is that so? I always heard Antivan women were quite dangerous.
* Oriana: With kindness and poison only, my husband.
* Fergus: This from the woman who serves me my tea. *(Chuckles)*
* Elissa: Do you really think the war will be over quickly?
* Fergus: Word from the south is that the battles have gone well. There's no evidence that this is a true Blight--just a large raid.
* Oriana: Could that be true?
* Fergus: I'll see for myself soon enough. Pray for me, love, and I'll be back within a month or two.
* Elissa: Did you know there's a Grey Warden in the castle?
* Oren: Really?! Was he riding a griffon?
* Oriana: Shush, Oren. Griffons only exist in stories now.
* Fergus: I'd heard that. Did he say why he's come?
* Elissa: He's going to test Ser Gilmore.
* Fergus: Good for him! I hope he makes it. If I were a Grey Warden, though, I'd have my eye on you--not that Father would ever allow it.
* Elissa: You'll be missed, Brother.
* Fergus: If it's any consolation, I'm sure I'll freeze in the southern rain and completely jealous of you up here, warm and safe.
* Oriana: I am positively thrilled that you will be so miserable, husband.
* Elissa: I bring a message: Father wants you to leave without him.
* Fergus: Then the arl's men **are** delayed. You'd think his men were all walking backwards. *(Sigh)*
* Fergus: Well, I'd better get underway. So many darkspawn to behead, so little time!
* Fergus: Off we go, then. I'll see you soon, my love.
* Bryce: I would hope, dear boy, that you planned to wait for us before taking your leave?
* Eleanor: Be well, my son. I will pray for your safety every day you are gone.
* Elissa: A good shield would be more useful.
* Oriana: The Maker sustain and preserve us all. Watch over our sons, husbands, and fathers and bring them safely back to us.
* Fergus: And bring us some ale and wenches while you're at it. Err... for the men, of course.
* Oriana: Fergus! You would say this in front of your mother?
* Oren: What's a wench? Is that what you pull on to get the bucket out of the well?
* Bryce: A wench is a woman that pours the ale in a tavern, Oren. Or a woman who drinks a lot of ale.
* Eleanor: Bryce! Maker's breath, it's like living with a pair of small boys. Thankfully, I have a daughter.
* Fergus: *(Chuckles)* I'll miss you, Mother dear. You'll take care of her, Sister, won't you?
* Elissa: Mother can handle herself. Always has.
* Fergus: It's true. They should be sending her, not me. She would scold those darkspawn back into the Deep Roads.
* Eleanor: Well I'm glad you find this so funny.
* Bryce: Enough, enough. Pup, you'll want to get an early night. You've much to do tomorrow.
* Oren: Mama says you're going to be watching over us while papa is gone. Is that true, Auntie?
* Elissa: Yes that's true, Oren.
* Oren: What if the castle is attacked? Will there be dragons?!
* Oriana: Dragons are terrible creatures, Oren. They eat people.
* Oren: Yeah! I want to see one!
* Oriana: This is your influence, Fergus.
* Fergus: What? I didn't say anything.
* Oren: Are you going to teach me to use a sword, Auntie? Then I can fight evil, too!
* Oren: Take that, dire bunny! All darkspawn fear my sword of truthiness!
* Elissa: You bet! Let's go!
* Oriana: Fergus, there are times your family causes me great pain.
* Fergus: Now, now. Mind your mother, Oren.
* Oren: I never get to do anything!
* Fergus: Don't worry, son. You'll get to see a sword up close real soon, I promise.
* Bryce: You should be on your way, pup. Long day ahead, tomorrow.
* Elissa: No darkspawn could harm Fergus!
* Oriana: He is as mortal as anyone, despite his refusal to believe.

* Bryce: There... you both are.
* Bryce: I was... wondering when you would get here.
* Eleanor: Bryce!!
* Eleanor: Maker's blood, what's happening? You're bleeding!
* Bryce: Howe's men... found me first. Almost... did me i nright there.
* Elissa: We need to get you out of here!
* Bryce: I... won't survive the standing, I think.
* Elissa: Then we will stay and defend you.
* Eleanor: Once Howe's men break through the gate, they will find us! We must go!
* Bryce: Someone... must reach Fergus... tell him what has happened.
* Elissa: You can tell him yourself, Father.
* Bryce: I... wish I could *(groans)*.
* Eleanor: Bryce, no! The servants' passage is right here! We can flee together, find you healing magic!
* Bryce: The castle is surrounded... I cannot make it.
* Duncan: I'm afraid the Teyrn is correct. Howe's men have not yet discovered this exit, but they surround the castle. Getting past will be difficult.
* Elissa: Thank you for saving my father.
* Duncan: I fear your thanks are premature. I doubt I have saved him.
* Eleanor: Whatever is to be done now, it must be quick! They are coming!
* Bryce: Duncan... I beg you... take my wife and daughter to safety!
* Duncan: I will, your lordship. But... I fear I must ask for something in return.
* Duncan: What is happening here pales in comparison to the evil now loose in this world.
* Elissa: What about Ser Gilmore?
* Duncan: I will take the Teyrna and your daughter to Ostagar, to tell Fergus and the King what happened. Then, your daughter joins the Grey Wardens.
* Bryce: So long as justice comes to Howe... I agree.
* Duncan: Then I offer you a place within the Grey Wardens. Fight with us.

* Cailan: No need, Duncan. You are Bryce's youngest, are you not? I don't think we've ever actually met.
* Elissa: Are you not even aware my father is dead?/Yes, I am, and I bring important news.
* Cailan: Dead?! What do you mean? Duncan, do you know anything about this?
* Duncan: Teyrn Cousland and his wife are dead, your majesty. Arl Howe has shown himself a traitor and overtaken Highever Castle.
* Duncan: Had we not escaped, he would have killed us and told you any story he wished.
* Cailan: I... can scarcely believe it! How could he think he would get away with such treachery!
* Cailan: As soon as we are done here, I will turn my army north and bring Howe to justice. You have my word.
* Elissa: Thank you, your majesty.
* Cailan: No doubt you wish to see your brother. Unfortunately, he and his men are scouting in the wilds.
* Elissa: I am not eager to tell him, Your Majesty.
* Cailan: Of that, I have no doubt. You will see him again once the battle is over, I am certain.
* Cailan: I apologize, but there is nothing more I can do. All I can suggest is that you vent your grief against the darkspawn for the time being.
* Elissa: So long as Arl Howe pays, I'm happy.
* Cailan: I'm sorry to cut this short, but I should return to my tent. Loghain waits eagerly to bore me with his strategies.

* Guard: You approach the tent of Teyrn Loghain. State your business.
* Elissa: Is the Teyrn inside? What is he doing?
* Guard: He's inside, but... I don't think it's my place to discuss his activities.
* Elissa: I would like an audience with the Teyrn, please.
* Guard: I'm not just anyone. My father is... was Teyrn Cousland.
* Guard: Oh. I didn't know. Hold on, I'll get him.
* Loghain: Yes, what is it? Ah, you are Duncan's new Grey Warden, I assume.
* Elissa: Yes I am/How do you know that?
* Loghain: Cailan's fascination with the Wardens goes beyond the ordinary. Are you aware his father brought your order back to Ferelden?
* Elissa: A fascination you don't share.
* Loghain: The Wardens are impressive, but not as relevant as Cailan thinks.

OR

* Loghain: You look familiar. Have I seen you at the Landsmeet?
* Elissa: My father was the Teyrn of Highever.
* Loghain: The King told me of his promise. I am certain he has every intention of following it through.
* Loghain: I don't suppose you'll be riding into the thick of battle with the rest of your fellows, will you?
* Elissa: I certainly hope so.
* Loghain: Now I must return to my task. Pray that our King proves amenable to wisdom, if you're the praying sort.
* Elissa: And if he doesn't?/You don't seem very fond of him.
* Loghain: Then simply pray.