"I didn't bring him here, no. Whoever brought me here also brought him." It's one of the only things he has found to be grateful for so far. Everything is a little easier to take with a dog. "Some wretched Orlesian was treating him like a discarded toy. I took him off his hands."

He nods, brows dropping down suddenly. "Yes, Inquisitor Cadash. Grizzled dwarf, tough as horse nails, about yea high?" He gestures a little above the height of his own waist.

"Who is Lavellan?"