She chuckled at Hilda's declaration of building a banya and sharing tales. It did indeed sound appealing. "Perhaps when this is over, and we've helped the Wardens to drive back the Darkspawn, we can reward ourselves with such a day. Unless we find time for a break before then. I don't know about banya, but the Keep at Amaranthine did have quite a nice hot spring in tucked away underneath. I took advantage of it more than once. Soothes the muscles after a long day of training." She imagined the steam house that Hilda described was just as good for such a thing.
"I am curious though... when you say witch-tribes, do you mean like mages? Does the Chantry allow them to live free there in the Anderfels? I hear that is the case in Tevinter but here in Ferelden they are so persecuted... locked away and constantly guarded. I don't know what to think of it." She would gladly have spoken more of her village of course, about many things, even though she would avoid certain topics. Still, Hilda's mention of her mother's power and these tribes of witches made her think that there were more freedoms in some things in all remote lands. After all, in a place like the Anderfels or other mountainous snowy regions, it could be a trial simply to survive, let alone try to locate anyone with magic and lock them up. There must be countless remote villages and small settlements.
"Do you believe that fate truly cannot be changed? That everything in life is destined? It's hard to accept. Does that mean that if I sit here and do nothing, I will have the same end as if I charge into battle tomorrow?" She thought the phrase could be both comforting and terrifying. She liked to think she had a measure of control upon her own life, but knowing that she could not have changed the fate of her parents might have helped her to deal with it better.
"Well it's true, you must have met many people in your travels. I guess I mean has anyone made a great impression upon you in particular?" She smiled as they drew closer to the camp, hearing the crackle of the fire and the soft hush of voices. After the hunt and carrying the bundles back towards camp she certainly had an appetite, and was curious to see what Hilda would do with tonight's meal.