Red Cat fishes in her pockets an pulls out 'nother stub o candle.
"Long as there be no powder magazine down ere I suppose a lil more light would reveal what be glowin so.. see ye any barrels?"
:angry:
She's squeezin up an arount th others crowded in the stair as she be a bit shorter than they..poppin out here an there like a mouse tryin to get a look at the cheese ahead.