<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Kittenpeeler/Three/Three.jpg)</div>The scream and splash and sudden reactions had all caught Three quite by surprise. She was going to suggest tossing rope down; Zabeth's already doing that. Fire to burn at the darkness? Allisandra's on it! Three flaps her little hands as the two women work on rescuing their companions from a pit. Unable to be useful, and not willing to be useless, she settles on being annoying. "What were you doing! You can't see in that dark!<em>I</em>can't see in that dark! And you just stomp right in!<em>Yarka!</em>" The last apparently some sort of scathing insult, before she goes to collect the thin blankets from the dwarven bed. Better than nothing for the returning climbers.<br/><br/>And then a tilt of her head at Zabeth as the woman babbles to herself "You better not be haunted. If you're haunted, we're all in trouble. Do I<em>look</em>like a witchdoctor? Gah!" More hand-flapping, before smoothing her leather garments down. "Ah-<em>her</em>. When they're back up and warm, we go for that tall rockface. I think I can rig up some climbing gear to get myself up one of the corners, to secure a rope for the rest of you."