"...Are there a lot of birds around the sea? I mean--" She blinks, contemplating the unpleasant journey she made with her clanmates across the Waking Sea, the only interaction she's had with a large body of water. "--Do they go very far past the shore...? If they go in the water like a duck, they could get eaten." That was one thing she hadn't seen, but had heard plenty about. Monster fish larger than a man, with razor teeth.

But there are more important things to think over than birds, and Beleth's attention is quickly caught by Araceli's own choice for a bard name. "The Maid on the Shore," The name is repeated in a quiet, admiring tone, testing out the sound for herself. "I like it. It's--mysterious. Like you're a rumor fishwives tell. Um. Unless that's not what you're going for." She glances at Araceli worriedly, though the expression shifts to a small smile as Beleth accepts the scrolls of paper.

"Let me know if I can help you with your trip," The Dalish says, as she skims the papers. "Rivain is quite a trip. You'll be careful, won't you?"