Miaren was looking over the cliff, and saw Ferns struggles from a distance.<br/><br/>"She's alive!" she said to Draque, and immediately started looking for an anchor to tie a rope to.  "Looks like one coil will get us down there - you<em>did</em>say you had rope, right?"<br/><br/>The death of the Thing hadn't dispelled the uneasiness that had surrounded Miaren since they first entered the cave.  If anything, this idyllic scene only heightened the feeling that there was something inexplicably<em>wrong</em>here.  How could someplace this - hospitable - exist so close to Southwark?  Even with monsters guarding it, the weather alone should have been noticed from a distance, and there should have been rumors.