Cyriana rolled her eye at Straw's comment and instead turned her attention to Calvin as they made their way northwards. "Well I have been to a north... Not in this particular area, more northwest if I recall correctly." She stared to the distance and sighed. "Ran in to some rather nasty people there..." The frail elf shivered noticeably at the less than nice memory. "You two heard of the Drow?" She inquired politely.