Seeing that Fern was going along with it, Miaren felt a certain relief.  It wasn't that she had any desire to be in this situation - or put Fern in this situation - but if they were going to get out of here, it would help if they didn't have some crazy-ass elf using them as rabbits for his hounds!<br/><br/>Although - Draque didn't seem to be complaining much about the hand Fate had handed him.<br/><br/>Shaking off the thought, Miaren started collecting up discarded clothing and gear - Fern's could probably be repaired with the reward - and packing it up.  Once her backpack was full, she bundled the remainder into her cloak as a makeshift sack.<br/><br/>"Hey, Draque - you got anything I can tie this up with?  I only had the one rope, and we need that to get back up the cliff.