Quentin lights Gareth's before Claire has her's lit. Once they have all three torches their little space of light is a lot better and they head onto the boardwalk following it for a distance until they come to an ancient-looking dock. But not just a dock, there were buildings as well. In fact, it was an entire port deep under the ground, Quentin raising his torch up to reveal that they were on the shore of what looked like an underground lake or bay, with a small village built around it, and across the water on the other side of the dock was a ship, a god damn galleon. It was raised out of the water in what looked to be the shipyard so it was hard to tell if it was sea worth but there it was. The Never Say Die.

"It appears as though we've found our hidden pirate cove."

Quentin says with genuine surprise.

"How did they manage all of this?"