might as well explore for a bit, Alistair can wait.

"Take note, men, this is a darkspawn; a genlock to be precise" Aedan found himself walking over to eavesdrop on what he could only assume was a commander in the army and a bunch of regular troop's were gathered around the corpse of what could only be described as one of the ugliest thing's he'd ever seen

Short like a dwarf but that was the only similarity that Aedan saw this darkspawn shared with the natives of Orzammar; rusted armor with spikes protruding from its shoulderplates, corrupted dark brown skin and a maw full of jagged yellow teeth.

"If you get any of their blood on you then you might as well cut your throat right there" he heard one of the troop's come forward to ask why to which he clarified "darkspawn blood is poisonous to anyone but the Grey Warden's"

"Guess its a good job we have some of them fighting with us" another troop reminded.

As he listened to the person crouching over the darkspawn's body to explain as much as he could about the vile abomination's that Aedan was about to devote his life to fighting the young noble eventually got the gist of the basic danger's of darkspawn and decided to venture further into the camp.

"Greetings, young man" a voice said to him as he walked by; a woman and a mage clearly judging by the long red robe that she was wearing, she looked somewhat old, just slightly older than his mother but the mage clearly had decided to take care of herself as much as she could, even at the age she looked, grey hair, a few minor wrinkle's here and there but only slightly visible. But the one thing that stood out to him was the size of her breast's; robe's weren't exactly the most flattering thing for women to wear but even through the red robes he could see a rather large twin bump on her chest which was forcing the older woman's robe's forward slightly.

"I'm sorry miss, who are you?" Aedan asked politely, while trying to keep his gaze away from the older woman's substantial covered large breast's.

"Ah, my apologies" the elder woman replied "I am Wynne, one of the mage's from the Circle of Magi summoned by King Cailain"

"Greetings then, my lady" Aedan smiled before taking the buxom elder woman's hand and kissing it causing Wynne to arch one of her eyebrow's. "It's good to know that the Circle is willing to aid us against the darkspawn"

"That is the only way we are going to defeat these vile being's" Wynne said staunchly "you are one of Duncan's recruits, are you not? I hope I'm not taking up too much of your time"

"No, you are not" Aedan smiled "I'm always happy to talk to beautiful women such as yourself"

"Oh...." Wynne coughed, flustered "how very kind of you" she then decided to regain her composure, Aedan could tell that Wynne wasn't used to being flirted with by young men. "And good luck to you on the battlefield" she added "to all of us in fact"

"Yes, King Cailain certainly thinks things will go well" Aedan let out a brief laugh "though we're nearly the same age and I don't think his majesty should be treating this, or any battle as lightly as he does"

"He does always seem confident" Wynnne nodded "but remember, the way a king acts will determine those under his command's morale" the elder woman smiled "he reminds me of a puppy, and I say that with respect and affection"

"That...is not a bad way to describe him" Aedan joked. "But I'm sure you're nervous about the upcoming fight. I'm not one who shares our king's jovial attitude towards the upcoming fight"

"It is not ideal" Wynne sighed "but I find distraction's wherever I can, to take my mind off it"

Aedan smiled "I can help you with that"

"How?" Wynne asked, curiously.