Did I ever tell you all about how much I want the Dalish to pick up a little Saarebas that his Tal Vasoth mother couldn’t deal with (because magic) and raise him? No? Just imagine him pulling an aravel out of a mudpit and flexing and also protecting his clan from literally everything because elves know that magic is a gift and that is some amazing magic. 

Also I like the idea of him picking up halla horns and binding them to his own to totally freak out any shemlen that accidentally stray too close to camp.