Dragon Age - The Hunt. Chap 1
Denerim's docks were crowded. This was in no small part due to the Hero of Ferelden being in the area, for many people had followed from the palace to gawk or speculate where she was going next. The Grey Warden Asleena Cousland had asked nothing of Queen Anora at the celebration earlier that day, saying only she would travel for a time. She had not elaborated on where to. Even her brother's invitation to return home to Highever had been declined for the time being.
Zevran Arainai suspected Asleena's plans, but had said nothing until this point. Now he crouched beside their only other companion, Asleena's mabari warhound, pulled the leather glove from his right hand and proffered a scrap of dried meat.
"I don't usually resort to bribing animals for information," the elf confided as Ferrix snuffed eagerly after the treat, "but answer a few questions for me and there's more where this came from." To prove his point, he uncurled his fingers and allowed the dog to lick the beef strip up. Al