"I double dare you," Leske snickers while Rainne observes the lanky, dark skinned human that the higher castes are claiming is a Grey Warden, "Maybe he will fulfill your dreams of escaping topside."
"More likely to feed me to darkspawn, but what the hey. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?" Rainne takes a steadying breath then-after steeling her spine and her resolve-proceeds to march over to the stoic Greycloak.
"Are you really a Grey Warden?" the question is out before her courage is given a chance to deflate.
The human's eyes shine with surprise at her sudden inquiry, though his demeanor remains calm, "Yes I am. My name is Duncan and I command the Grey Wardens of Ferelden. How may I be of assistance Ser Dwarf?"
She furtively glances around, then waves the man closer, "Is there any way I could possibly convince you to take my sister and I to the surface with you when you leave? There is this crime lord, Beraht, who is forcing my sister to do things and does terrible things to here when she fails. I've tried to help her, but I'm not strong enough."
Duncan scrutinizes her for a moment, "Why not report this to the city guard?"
Rainne touches the tattoo that she's carefully faded over the years, "This mark means that we're casteless. Less valuable than dirt. One of us could be murdered in the middle of the Commons and all anyone would say is that the duster deserved it. Look, all I really give a damn about is my sister Rica. If you would just take her with you, I'd be happy. I-"
"I am here in search of recruits," he muses, absently stroking at his beard, "Perhaps I might be able to assist you."
He quickly explains the nature of the day's Proving, then when Rainne reveals her true reason for coming to the arena, he encourages her to find a way into the tournament so that he may pick her as his chosen recruit.
With her course set, the duster returns to her partner in crime, hand extended with her palm turned upward.
"What took you so long?" her friend nervously prods after handing over five silver and they have resumed the search to find their missing target.
"I was asking him about the crazy stuff Grey Wardens get up to, besides going down to the Dep Roads when they want to die," she glibly evades and gestures towards a door that has Everd's name painted on it.
Inside they discover the warrior is falling down drunk, and an idea comes to Rainne.
"Go find Mainar and drug him," she commands, pressing the sedative into her comrades hand, "I'll deal with this mess."
"How do you plan on doing that? He is stone drunk!" her friend's tone is dubious.
"I'm going to—Aha! Got it!" she trumpets as the lock of the armor chest gives way, "I'm going to put his armor on and fight in his place."
Leske stares at her blankly for a few seconds-dumbfounded-then shakes his head and grins, "It's so stupid, it just might work. Luck luck salroka!"
He's out the door before she can formulate a reply.
