ania puts a hand to her chin and thinks. "I did have a weird dream a few years ago. I was being attack by an imp trying to steal my sandwich. he threw a mini pitchfork at me and burned me alive. he then started to eat the sandwich and..." ania thought for a second "oh ya! then some heart shaped flint rocks fell and hit each other making some sparks. the sparks hit the imp's shadow and made a fire in the shape of a heart. the fire turned black and I was reformed from the from it. so I guess my ritual is to make some sparks from heart shaped flint and make a fire in the shadow of something and it will revive me"