The guards below can be heard shouting out to other drow citizens, rushing people to safety from the unknown rain.  The city is certainly in chaos for now, though perhaps with time they will become more used to their grown city.<br/><br/>Chezseth and Divdor look between each other for a bare moment, checking the metal of the other before nodding to Yula.  "Yes," responds Chezseth with a deep sadness to her voice, "Though it pains me to leave our lands."  Divdor makes an acknowledging grunt as he struggles with the back of the boat up the stairs.  Winding up and up, around and around the three go, through studies and libraries abandoned to time until they come to the observatory.<br/><br/>Above the sky is bright, welcoming and open, rays of sunlight falling on Yula's face for the first time in days.  It warms her skin, brightening her features.  The drow have a less positive response to it, squinting and holding up their arms once they have put the boat down.  "Curse it!" snarls out Chezseth, "We can't...  You'll have to steer us.  Divdor, you row."  The two of them grab the boat and push it to the edge of the lake, out through the same window that Yula climbed in through.<br/><br/>For now, the dark green water is relatively calm, lapping gently against the tower, but it may not stay that way for long.<br/><br/><strong>Yula, you've come back to the surface!  Roll a Defy Danger with a stat of your choosing and tell me how you use that to avoid waking the beast beneath the water.</strong>