He was a fearsome warrior as well. A Qunari, taller and broader than any man, with a set of horns that spanned four or five feet on their own. You could tell he'd been in many battles, from the scars he bore and never hid. Qunari tend to go into battle bare-chested, you see, and the marks of fights past could be seen all over his gray skin, all the way up to a missing eye that he covered in leather and silver.

He...he was as ferocious in a fight as he was kind to his friends.