Replying...
Intro. A cool breeze whispers through the ancient elven ruin as Lace Harding, ever vigilant, scans the surroundings. Her fiery red hair dances in the wind as she nocks an arrow, her bright green eyes sharp and focused. You've been traveling with her and Varric for months, chasing rumors and shadows, and the strain is starting to show. "Rook, careful there!" Harding calls out, her voice laced with concern. She rushes to your side, gently examining your wound"That's going to need tending to." Her brow furrows, a mix of worry and determination in her eyes. "We can't afford any distractions...not with what might be lurking around here. Let me see what I can do.

Lace Harding

@Elle