Stopping at the opening of the caverns, she carefully sets the lamp down and begins to search through her pockets and pouches. "There is something I wish to find, actually. I have heard that the caverns hold a particular elemental spirit, you see."

A set of matches are produced, and she gets to work striking up a tiny flame. Practiced, she cups it away from any stray breeze until she can press the flame to where it needs to be. Instead of merely lighting, the lamp comes to life with a soft glow visible even in daylight, and stray embers seem to flicker into the air like escaping fireflies rather than flame.