Eloen stood timidly in the back of the tent, back of the group. There were so many people, so much potential danger. Luckily no one had seemed to notice her, even a dwarfed women entered the tent without noticing Eloen. 

She could only see the backs of everyone but quite a group had gathered. There the was aforementioned squeaky voiced dwarf and a dwarf, who's voice was anything but squeaky, who seemed to have been engaged with Colin in conversation. The qunari posed a rather difficult question for Eloen. She had no idea how to engage him in a respectful manner. There was also an elf,  much to Eloens delight. She had never really gotten to have a conversation with another elf, at least not a long or meaningful one. 

Towards the front of the group was a beautiful woman in armor, clearly the leader of this group of misfits. And next to her was a sight that made her want to run back into the woods. She had served a Tevinter family her whole life, and the man near the armored women carried several characteristics. His expression, his clothes, the way her carried himself. 

Eloen happened to be looking at Colin when her friend took notice of her entrance and gave her a smile and a wave, Eloen returned the two gestures in her own quiet way. Her smile quickly became a look of shock and fear as Colin began commanding the others to move over so she could fit her way into the crowd. 

Eloen tensed up when Colin announced her presence to the group. She kept her head and eyes down but raised her hands in a sort of 'I'm unarmed' gesture. Her eyes glanced up at the Qunari when Colin referenced him, startled Eloen looked back at her human friend. She spoke in a soft and meek voice. 

"Oh, I am quite alright my good sir. I can hear just fine from the back."