Zarraema:

With what she hoped was a disarming smile, she gave a small nod, "I wonder, Jessamyn of Torm, if you can tell us anything of this?" Cautiously, she held out the folded, drow-drawn map.

"It seems to be a map of this area, but that is as far as our knowledge of the surface can determine." She winced, inwardly, at giving away such a weakness as their lack of knowledge - so many things that she would never have done only months before...