Tal nodded along with what Valehna had to say. Getting supplies was their number one priority. Well, it was next on the list after survival. He turned around to look over to the chimney the Dalish mage had pointed out, squinting his eyes as he tried to make out the details. Was that smoke? Yes, it was. He leaned back, raising his eyebrows. There must be someone still alive inside, but who? How were they avoiding the Darkspawn?<br/><br/>"Or danger." Ester finally piped up, she pulled her feet out of the water and stood up, walking over to the other three in her bare feet. "Going up to someones house - someone who can survive in a blight - seems reckless." She began, crossing her arms with her brows furrowed. "And you want to go to Redcliffe? Last I checked we're a band of criminals who have been left out in the forest to die. Who do you think will help us there?" She finally finished, looking between the three.<br/><br/>Tal averted his eyes, looking at Mesaraih when the other elf began to talk. Being a Qunari, he wasn't scared of much. But he had to admit, this small elf kind of was. He didn't want to say the wrong thing and end up like the ice sculpture back in the clearing.