Nahariel opened her mouth, and then shut it again. "I... didn't think to buy us anything for the high-mountain temperatures in Redcliffe. Ir abelas, da'halla."
Not that the harried Inquisition recruit she'd spoken to for directions had mentioned it. Just that they should 'head east and south' along the path he'd marked on the map, and that they'd left trail markers to aid in the climb once they reached the Frostbacks.
I suppose it's more likely that someone catch their death of Mage, Templar, or Demon than they take cold. Still.
"If you think it would be best, there seems to be a small town to the south of us--perhaps another hour. A tiny bit out of our way, and I overheard there was some conflict there, but they might have some heavy cloaks they'd be willing to trade for?" she looked back over her shoulder to gauge her friend's reaction.
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Not that the harried Inquisition recruit she'd spoken to for directions had mentioned it. Just that they should 'head east and south' along the path he'd marked on the map, and that they'd left trail markers to aid in the climb once they reached the Frostbacks.
I suppose it's more likely that someone catch their death of Mage, Templar, or Demon than they take cold. Still.
"If you think it would be best, there seems to be a small town to the south of us--perhaps another hour. A tiny bit out of our way, and I overheard there was some conflict there, but they might have some heavy cloaks they'd be willing to trade for?" she looked back over her shoulder to gauge her friend's reaction.