Altha nodded to the human women, he turned back to his work and continued. Letter to Leliana and more to any and all gray Wardens, his friend was missing along with many others. He hoped to aid in the search for them or at least locate something on there whereabouts. Besides that he was dealing with many Dalish who wished to move into the lands they had acquired thanks to Hero of Ferelden, not all clans wished to join. Thus he had to arrange for certain Elves to be moved between tribes to maintain balance and help those who wished for a more permanent home.

After going through two candles, 32 letters, there bottles of ink, and two meals. The brothel had felt bad for the young elf and brought a bowl of stew before she went to bed and breakfast when she got up. Altha was still working when the sun rose, having finished last letter to a keeper he, no time for sleep he went outside and check on the horses before returning to brothel, awaiting his companions.