It took them all a moment to recognize what this little elf was saying about some one called the Architect. In fact only Anders knew who she meant. It wasn't some guy who builds something. It was a darkspawn emissary. A very powerful and persuasive emissary. He grabbed Neria by her shoulders and look down on her. "He is not right. Don't listen to him. Yes he may have helped us before against the Mother…but he is dangerous."
Neria just shook him off and took a step back. "Believe me I noticed. But…he hasn't tried to kill us. He had every chance to get rid of some Grey Wardens. He helped us." Before she could get any further Varric stepped up and looked between Anders and Neria. "Could someone please tell us what's going on. Who or what is the Architect."
Neria looked at the dwarf in front of her. He was different from any dwarf she had ever seen. Maybe it was the lack of face hair. "A darkspawn emissary. I- we met him and he helped us to defeat the mother." It may have looked a bit suspicious to trust a darkspawn but she didn't trust him. Neria would kill him if he tried something that would harm her or her friends and the Architect knew it. The Warden Commander could see the frown in many faces.
"So we should trust you because you trust a darkspawn. I highly doubt this darkspawn makes enlightened conversations." She didn't know his name but he was also an elf like her but something was different about him. The way he looked at her. Like she was mad. Neria didn't care everyone was looking at her that way nowadays.
"He talks. He is something you call an awaken darkspawn."
"Like Corypheus…" Hawke mentioned. "This emissary is like Corypheus. An ancient magister." After a moment Neria nodded but she was not sure if the Architect was an ancient magister. But there was no time to discuss this, she needed to be somewhere else. There was a reason she came here of all places to seek people who can fight and who can help her.
"I don't know for sure…but maybe you are right. I need your help…Please, there is no time. You must come with me." This may have been a bit strange for she didn't really know them but she needed there help. They are perfect for that mission. Neria looked around to look for something in their faces.
Fenris just snorted and looked at her with more disbelieve than before. "Like we should trust you, mage?! This could be a trap and you are leading us right into it." Now Neria knew what his problem was, the way he said mage was more like an insult. She was impressed how fast he had found out about this - for a non-mage.
"I am not leading you into a trap! Why should I come here to the Chantry! I…There is someone who can explain it better and you can trust him or not. But I need you to come with me. You don't need to trust me…just come with me." As a mage it was nothing new to be insulted and Neria was the Warden Commander. There was much more a stake than a simple trap.
After what seemed like an awful lot of time Hawke finally agreed to it. Followed by Anders, Varric, Sebastian and finally Fenris. She would thank them all later, now they needed to go. They needed to get to the lost city before the next day, he would be waiting for them. Neria told them to get some stuff for their journey and that they should meet within an hour in front of the Chantry.
As she waited with Sebastian, who had his stuff in the Chantry, she put on her black cloak. "Where are we going now?" he asked after a while and nearly startled Neria. She was so deep in thoughts about this thing and it was the only thing Neria could do to stop the sounds from getting louder. "The Lost City."