She wasn't the praying sort these days, but Elissa offered up a silent prayer to the Maker that if they found the others, they wouldn't be in a similar condition.

The streets were mostly quiet, eerily so, until they broke away from the town proper on their way to the Hold. She stopped as she caught sight of a small group, moving to press herself against the wall of one of the buildings at the exit. They didn't notice at first, their attention diverted. She began to recognize some of the people as townsfolk who inhabited a few of the businesses and shops. One was even the owner of the cafe she and Anders liked. She winced softly, watching their movements. A quick glance told her that they had no further destination...but she could see others along the path leading to the Hold. It would be a difficult fight indeed.

She turned to Duncan with her frown. "Ready?"