OOC: in narrow passages, Quint first, me behind. 
Looking at his comrades-in-arms, Jallembo asks: "Ok, are we all ready? Torches, weapon?.. Good luck to all.."
He looks at Quint and says: "Quint, you take the torch.. we're on the move... cautious boy, cautious.."
He then steps forward into the dark corridor..

Looking at his comrades-in-arms, Jallembo asks: "Ok, are we all ready? Torches, weapon?.. Good luck to all.."
He looks at Quint and says: "Quint, you take the torch.. we're on the move... cautious boy, cautious.."
He then steps forward into the dark corridor..