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Paying close attention to the creaking and cracking of the floorboards under her feet, Vah'lux stepped carefully along the rotted and burned planks of wood, searching for something useful enough to use as the base of a torch. Goliath, by nature, did not have an innate sense of dark vision as many other races, their physical abilities overshadowing just about any other senses. But in this case, traveling into an unknown depth that could potentially be as black as pitch would most certainly require a source of light. 

Desperate times...

Spotting a fairly small, but untouched area, the large woman reached down and pulled up on a warped plank of wood that measured close to a meter, inadvertently snapping it in half at it's weakest point as she effortlessly freed it from the floor. What she was left with was a broken piece of wood no longer than her forearm.

"I have...[i]something[/i]." She commented, returning to the others with a look of concern for the pitiful shard. "However, I would need a good bit of dry cloth to wrap the top with."