Kealsha nodded along Arrigal's explanation, now understanding better the sense and the need for the mission. She wasn't one to really go head first into this kind of dangers, but she couldn't make that decision by herself. And if she knew something about her companions, it was that they tended to be more interested in adventure than herself. But also that they drew far more blood than their enemies, so she considered it good enough. She'd go with whatever the group decided. 

As soon as the old man left the tavern, Kealsha turned again to the group, her face looking down, hiding the conversation from the tavern keeper now that she knew the woman also had to do with this. She had to ask. [color=7bcdc8]"Well, so... After that... What are we going to do?"[/color] She asked, openly. [color=7bcdc8]"Is this the kind of mission we should take? A caravan, such a long trip... I mean, the pay is good, but..."[/color] She tried, looking for the others opinion. She is not against it, not completely, but has some respect for that kind of responsibility. 

Whatever the outcome of the discussion, she is going to try and enjoy the ale of the tavern, and even the company of Lucia or any other person from the village. She knows it's not easy, and some looks from the others feel more than menacing, but a night of fun is still one of her goals. Judging by the general ambiance of the place, the night will come to an end sooner than she likes, but at a good time for resting enough to start the trip the next day. After the hearty breakfast, Kealsha will have just enough energy to play her cards with the people in the caravan, going to talk to the ancient woman as soon as she beckons her. The devil knows more from his age than his demonic nature, after all.