Whitewater Gorge plunge into the sea, the sun, an old city

"Then I won't attempt it. Can't have my corpse flowing down the river and no one to go back home and tell the family of what had happened," Wraen mused with a morbid humour. "Anyway - if you are not from here, then, where did the winds blew you from? I do not meet strangers here often," she said and the latter part was a half-truth, because around 50% of time strangers were the people, who happened to cross her path.

After a bit of small talk they each set on their way. 

Since you expressed a wish to shelf Atlantis for time being and I have not been able to fulfill my promise and spree this to the end, then I think this is for the better.