[b]Kingdom of Ferelden: Somewhere in the south...[/b]

Julien's preference towards fishing was mighty unfortunate but right now, it was a matter she didn't want to argue. 

They had nastier problems to deal with.

Despite the rocky start, their battle was finally taking a positive turn as Julien managed to duke it out with the final spider. Wystellia stood back and raised her staff toward him, having a better shot as she sent a mild healing spell his way, just in case he needed it. From the look of things however, he was going to win the battle which meant they had a few more hours of promised life before some nasty creatures tried to attack them again, if they were lucky of course. And so far, their luck had been pretty good. Both of them could have easily been killed in the confusion by either the enemy or a frightened solider. 

Either way, Wystellia was happy that they could continue onward, no matter the futility. 

"Very good." She praised Julien as he finally landed a finishing blow to the spider. Stepping forward to inspect their damage, Julien asked whether or not they were edible. She gave him a scowl, not finding the joke amusing. Spiders were gross, crude, vicious and overall awful things that often plagued her dreams when she was in the Fade. "I'll pass." She pouted and tapped the spider with the bottom of her staff, just double checking that it was indeed, dead. "If you'd like to try, I suspect the vile taste would compliment its potent venom." She mentioned. "And...suddenly eating fish sounds like a great plan." Wystellia admitted as the thought of taking a mouthful of a spider's roasted leg made her nauseous. 

As much as she wanted to eat game, she knew she could be picky when they weren't so close to a massive gathering of Darkspawn. Looking around, she motioned for Julien to follow her as she led them off the dusty path and further into the woods. Birds flew overhead and rays of sunlight managed to hit them as they kept bumbling around. They went over a rocky hill and then made their way down. The sound of quick flowing water could be heard faintly and Wystellia looked to her right and jogged over to another, more steep hill and looked down to see a river down below. They weren't too high above it but if they wanted to get to lower ground, it would be another couple of minutes. And since neither of them knew where they were in regards to Ostagar, they didn't know how close they were to another town.

They would either need to keep moving or accept that taking a longer time to keep moving, meant having to make camp in the woods, and given their lack of supplies, it would be a very difficult night. Her mind was also considering that if Darkspawn appeared, she and Julien could easily be outnumbered and overwhelmed if they were careless. "Do you think you'd be able to fish here or should we look for a better spot?" She asked him. She could probably help with her magic but she didn't think it would do much good if she tried freezing the river or firing flames at it. If anything, she figured that would ensure that there would be no fish to reel in. If they get something, she'd be able to fry it up nicely and thankfully she didn't require tinder or anything like that.