"I tell yeh one woman I would charge the Deep Roads for... Elissa Cousland."
Alistair felt confused when his fellow Grey Wardens all nodded and muttered in agreement and instead raised his tankard to his lips and took a deep drink. They were sitting in a busy tavern after having left Denerim and Greigor had begun buying in the rounds, the talk had turned to women and Alistair had chosen to keep quiet. He wasn't exactly an expert in that subject.
"As would I, brother," Greigor said wistfully, "she is one hell of a woman. Remember the tourney in Redcliffe?"
"Oh, Maker, that was a good day!"
Feeling curious, Alistair lowered his tankard and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "Why? What happened?" he asked.
"She fell in the lake along with the Howe lass," Greigor chuckled "their dresses clung to them and let me tell you something lad," he leaned over and put a hand on Alistair's back, grinning, "Andraste herself would be jealous of that girl's body."
Alistair had seen a glimpse of this Elissa Cousland once before when he was in Redcliffe but she was eight years old and was being told off by her mother for fighting with Anora Mac Tir. "Sounds like whoever gets to marry her is one lucky bugger," he joked and another older Warden, Mikael laughed.
"Yeah, the Maker must really love Teagan Guerrin," he said shaking his head as he drank his ale, "lucky basterd gets one of the most desirable women in Ferelden and an alliance with Highever."
Feeling surprised, Alistair looked to the Warden with his eyebrows raised "Bann Teagan is going to marry Lady Cousland?"
"That's the rumour."
Greigor chuckled, "Do one thing before you die lad, find a woman like that and have an amazing night" he raised an eyebrow "you're not in the Chantry anymore."
Feeling a blush coming on, Alistair averted his eyes as some of the other Wardens laughed, "Alistair will never get a woman like that," one called William said amusedly, "no offense brother, but we're heading to Ostagar and there will be no fair maidens there to woo."
"Never know, Duncan might recruit some honey in his travels," Mikael said grinning slightly "not every Warden has to be male."
Alistair thought to himself as the others continued to talk about Elissa Cousland: it was true what William said, unless they were recruits, there would be no women at Ostagar. He sighed a little and drank a bit more of his ale.
He was probably going to die a virgin.