[b]Elora[/b]

Elora set down her glass and leaned forward as the map was laid out on the table in front of them. She listened intently to Altha and the plan he had devised. While she would have enjoyed playing the distraction, she certainly couldn't keep the attention of so many. Besides, she liked the fact that she would be doing her part alone. It was what she was used to. Working in a group was new to her and she wasn't entirely certain how well she would fare.

Lifting the vial, Elora twirled it slowly between her fingers and studied the murky coloured liquid within. When the elf revealed just what the concoction was made of, she made a sound of distaste in the back of her throat and pulled a face. "This is a dwarf's [i]bodily fluids[/i]?" she questioned in horrified disbelief. She was reluctant to have it on her person at all. The idea that the vial might somehow leak was more concerning than that of the rashvine nettle extract she occasionally carried. 

"How exactly am I to poison the water without smelling it?" Elora asked, her eyes hard as they flickered up to meet Altha's. "If it's as potent as you say, the moment I uncork it, i'll be subjected to it's stench." She was no longer looking forward to this job as much as she had been. Sighing deeply, she moved the vial carefully to one of the pouches on her belt. 

"I have a room already organized in the Gnawed Noble Tavern and my things are there. If you would really prefer we all stay here, I could go fetch my things," she offered, her attention returning to the map. It was surprising to her that the Templars were so unwilling to cooperate considering the Inquisition was reaching out to help, rather than hinder them. Perhaps they were concerned that the offer was not a genuine one. The Inquisition was working with the mages, after all. The very mages that had started the rebellion. She supposed she could understand their concern. 

"You say the Templars imprisoned and interrogated you, Altha. They did not see reason even when you explained that we wish to have them join the Inquisition? It puzzles me that they would refuse considering their position at present. Unless there is something more sinister going on. Leliana is certain they are free from the corruption of this red lyrium?" she asked, tilting her head as she considered what they might have to face once they arrived. There was over a hundred of these Templars, according to Altha. They were more than a little outnumbered.