Thankfully for the drow, no such issues were to occur by the time she reached the chilling river in the valley below. There was a glacier from high in the mountain that it ran from, the water so cold that the only reason it had not frozen again being its movement. Near the riverside, tucked in a cranny of rock, was a cave large enough to fit a small carriage inside. The river was quite wide, though shallow, and on the other side could be seen the opening for another cave. The water was without impediment, and so it flowed silently in the night.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>