Meeting Rannon's look with raised eyebrows and pursed lips from confusion, but didn't say a word until they had passed the guards and entered the town.

"Those guards were far too nonchalant to be talking of Darkspawn so... easily." She noted uncomfortably, glancing around the town. Although hardly bustling (people were likely gathering further along the wall for the tourney), it had a cosy, warm feel about it. Children played in an alley-way with a battered leather ball; a woman had set a freshly baked loaf of bread in her window to cool, enticing Feri's hungry stomach with it's fine smell; and in the distance, the hustle and bustle of an excited crowd beginning to grow met their ears, bringing with it the music they had heard outside, and more tempting scents of cooking street food. It was a typical town, excited to an event - but in the current situation, the atmosphere seemed artificial, bringing with it a sinister air that she couldn't shake off. Nevertheless, the smell of food was too strong to ignore, and her gaze turned to Rannon. "Come on - let's get our bellies filled before we start searching for this mysterious Bann." 

Gideon seemed to like the idea of food, as he jumped on the spot and barked enthusiastically. 

The creepy vibe that Feri got from the town subsided somewhat as she, Rannon and Gideon reached the tourney field - it was pristine at the moment, still being prepped by workers. Around it, one could see tents in the distance, no doubt where the various competitors were getting ready; horses stamped in a makeshift stable nearby, and several vendors were selling their goods and food not too far from the fence marking out the tourney circle. Chattering and laughing people milled about around it, still buying merchandise for the occasion, and food to eat while watching. Feri couldn't particularly understand why people would have the stomach to eat during something as potentially bloody and fatal as a competition such as this, but then again, Ferelden's were a strange sort to outsiders. Either way, Feri didn't take long to find the closest food stand and pay for some well-deserved dinner.

"You know, I find it odd." She mumbled as she chewed on the pie she had just purchased (It had some form of unknown meat in there, but she didn't care enough to question what it consisted of; it was hot, covered in a spicy gravy, and tasted amazing to the hungry rogue), brushing some crumbs from her chin. "Why would the Bann be interested in a tourney if his wife had just died? Wouldn't he call it off? Or, at the very least, just not show up? A strange thing to do, for a grieving widow."

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