Artanis. It didn't sound familiar to her, not from Ferelden. She watched the woman for a moment, as if trying to decide if she wanted to trust her. There was something about her, a radiance, that could not be ignored. Was she a mage? She couldn't begin to decipher it. It did not matter, she supposed. Not right then.

At length, she nodded. "I'm Elissa. Elissa Cousland."