Traveling in the company of so many was unusual for Kael. Even his first few months of walking Thedas with Lin had been challenging enough, but this group was a whole different kind of challenge. There were so many dynamics that Kael himself wasn't quite used to. Most of the people in the group seemed to know each other - a little or a lot - and it left him feeling a bit confused as to how to interact. For her part, Lillie seemed kind enough. Kael, being as quiet as he was, spared her a few smiles now and then and respected the rest - even if respecting a Templar wasn't the easiest task he had been called to in a long while.
But for all his beliefs, whatever they may have been, Rhone seemed to know a thing or two about traveling on the roads. Some of them did and some of them didn't. Strangely enough, Kael felt as if he was the only companion in the group who wasn't exactly looking forward to a bed under a roof. It made him restless, and this whole quest already seemed like it would not go easily or as planned. He would have much preferred laying beneath the stars, with only the open air and the sky to close him in. But traveling in a group, it wasn't about what he preferred. He had to think of his companions now, and some of them weren't quite as used to this life of traveling for days on end.
He kept quiet, mostly, only speaking up when asked his opinion by Einarr or the others. He knew little of Darkspawn or magic, but living in the wilds was something he knew of. And he contributed what knowledge he could. But here, as they approached Norloth, Kael could feel something uncomfortable and uneasy twist in his gut. The fields...were too dry. Kael watched calmly as his other companions knelt to inspect the dry soil, the plants that seemed to crumble under the lightest touch. None of it was a positive sign. Kael tilted his head slightly to listen to Rhone as he spoke, eyes scanning the environment around them for a sign. For anything.
"It is evening," Kael pointed out quietly, eyes lifting to look at the shape of Norloth as it loomed closer in their view with each step. "The day's work is done, if there was any work at all. They would have retired from the fields by now." But was there smoke coming from the town roofs? Kael couldn't tell. Not from here anyway. No smoke meant no fires, which meant no people. It would have been unusual, being as late as it was and with hunger clawing in his own stomach. "I agree with Thone, however," he added, gaze flicking back to Einarr. "A few of us venturing forward would not risk the exposure of our whole party. What do you say, Warden?"