Banter now completed...
"Now that we have decided upon a basic course of action, Hissra suggests wasting no more time with the talking. We have lingered in this city far too long already, derailing from the mission that the Warden Commander assigned to us. Hissra hopes you Wardens are all willing to accept the responsibilities of this."
His piece said, the giant of a mage allowed his gaze to sweep the area briefly. The young ones had scattered to the wind, leaving not even cookie crumbs in their wake, and Hissra felt a sense of unease about this whole situation. This was not their responsibility. This was something the authorities of Denerim should be handling, not something a party of elite warriors on an important mission should give their time to. But the Wardens found it worthy, and Hissra had vowed to aid them in their cause. He would follow, even if he was not pleased about it.
The Karashok was still speaking with the others, so it stood to reason that Hissra was the one who would accompany the human Warden to speak with these slavers. They were not to be trusted. Hissra knew that the Karashok and the two elven Wardens would follow at a safe distance and assist should they require aid. He only hoped it would not come to battle. In the middle of this already poverty stricken part of the city, where the natives seemed wary of other races, Hissra knew that should he be forced to fight and use his magic, they would likely be frightened. Bystanders may even get hurt.
He could only hope that the human Warden could speak with some eloquence and convince the slavers to somehow give them the necessary information.
"If we are ready we should proceed. I will keep just behind you, human Warden, and will not speak unless it becomes necessary." It was true that Qunari or Tal'Vashoth were not known for being chatty. In fact, Hissra was uncommonly talkative for one of his kind. He suspected it had something to do with his years of isolation. Now that he could speak freely, his voice was needing to be heard.