"He is up on the ramparts. And just a word of warning, he is Qunari." Any other day Krem might have kept that a secret just to rattle the noble, but not now. Not when Bull needed him to be aware. He leads the way at a rather quick pace. "He doesn't have a guide, hasn't had one for years." He doesn't mention that he is in the same boat as Bull. It's not important.

Once they are up on the ramparts, Krem leads the way to a quiet corner and there Bull is sitting on the ground, eyes wide and completely stiff. His breathing is fast and his heart is racing. He looks like he is completely overwhelmed. A few steps behind him is a body, looking like someone who got completely beaten to death. And there is a knife on the ground not far from the body.

"Hey chief, I got you some help." Krem's words are quiet, gentle like he is talking a panicked animal down. But he is also making sure to stay back.