Quirrin slowly opened his eyes with a groan.<br/><br/>Urrrgh, my head, he thought, smiling as he realised the kind healer had attended to him. He unsteadily rose to his feet. He smiled at the woman he assumed had attended to him. "Thanks for that! That was a close one! Where does this ferry go anyway?" he inquired. He stood at the side of the raft, surveying the wide, wild river.<br/><br/>"Right guys, when we reach the other side, it's my round when the pub's open! Thanks for saving me there!" Quirrin offered, feeling in need of a drink and something to eat. He stood around observing his fellow passengers as he waited for the ferry to set off.