Er... [ Ena studies the makeshift torch for a moment. She tries to quickly calculate how long the burn will last for before the fire reaches her hands and burns them off. It'll probably be enough. Argh, if only she could still cast her own spells! ] That should be fine. Thank you.
[ She takes the torch and holds it out into the darkened corridor. As far as she can tell, the narrow hall continues on forever. The walls are rough stone and the ceiling is tall, and the tiles are of all different textures, big enough for a whole adult male foot to fit. Despite how quiet and still it is, she hesitates. ] I don't know about this... What should we do?
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[ She takes the torch and holds it out into the darkened corridor. As far as she can tell, the narrow hall continues on forever. The walls are rough stone and the ceiling is tall, and the tiles are of all different textures, big enough for a whole adult male foot to fit. Despite how quiet and still it is, she hesitates. ] I don't know about this... What should we do?