Beleth waits fretfully by the bridge as she watches Alistair and Gavin fumble their way across the bridge. She's particularly on edge when Gavin crosses, tensed and ready to dive into the water to rescue her clanmate if need be. It's not that she doesn't trust Gavin--okay, that's exactly what it is. She only dares to breath a sigh of relief when all three are safely on the other side. She isn't looking forward to what the return trip is going to do to her blood pressure. She's too young for this kind of stress.

And then Gavin knocks on the door, and they wait. Beleth is just about to suggest they try a window, when the door opens up. The guy doesn't look very pleased to see them, but that's what Beleth is there for. Hopefully. It's not like she can play good cop bad cop when the most intimidating member of their party is a puppy that someone put Grey Warden armor on. You don't fool her, Alistair.

"Oh--! Hello, ser," The elf starts out, suddenly all sweet, nervous smiles and big doe eyes. "Um--are you Lemuel, ser? We were looking for you--well, um, if you're him, I mean...if that's alright?" She fidgeted with her scarf as she spoke, giving a nervous little laugh. Isn't she adorable. You should help her, look how cute she is. "We were looking for the Mage Widris--I'm one of the people who helped him when his house caught on fire!" She cheered up when she mentioned that part. "We were told you might know where he was...?"