A newcomer, cutting through the camp as fast as her legs would carry her, appeared on the scene. She stopped just short of Joras and Serina, giving the human a dirty look when she saw the blade in his hand. 

	[b]"What, are you a templar here to oppress any mage you come across?"[/b] she said, her voice tinted ever so slightly with an accent. 

	“Of course not,” Joras said, “mages are flesh and bone, like yourself.” He jerked his head toward the golem, “That thing, is less flesh and more rock. Wouldn’t consider it a mage.” 

	[b]"Whatever it is, it is clearly not in control of it's magic.." [/b] she said, turning her head to look at the golem. "But tell me, you who are so eager to attack. Have you ever heard of a darkspawn using nature magics?" 

	“My concern is less that it’s an ally of the Darkspawn, and more of it going crazy and attacking us.” His voice was light though, and it sounded very little like he was concerned. Indeed, one could assume he was enjoying this experience. 

[b]"Let it pass. Question it after. If it becomes a threat, I understand But, right now.."[/b] she stopped and chewed her lip a bit. A crowd had begun to gather, and Serina split apart from their little group to approach the golem. 

“Whatever it is,” Joras said, his gaze drawing to the creature, “it’s magic, which means it should be looked at by the mages. You may want to send word to one of your enchanters.” If he had any idea that she was one of Duncan’s recruits, he made no mention of it. 

He tilted his head as the vines began to retreat from the trees and the sigils on the ‘flesh’ of the being began to fade. It stood, and its face turned to them. [b]“Sorry all, had a little accident.”[/b] It chuckled, Joras making a slight expression of surprise as it did so, but when it made no move to attack them, he returned the blade to its position in the harness. [b]“What's everyone staring at? Haven't you all seen a golem have a panic attack?” A bit of silence, “Actually disregard that, I'm Obsidian, I'm here to uh...kill dark spawn?"[/b]

A few of the watchers looked at each other, but Joras clapped his hands happily. “Well that’s delightful, we’ll have a talking boulder smashing the darkspawn out of our way!”