There wasn't much for it.  Miaren took one of the blankets she'd bought and cut off a strip from the driest part.  Wrapping this around a stick, she lit it with her flint and steel.  She considered smearing some of the pork fat onto it to make it last a little longer, but decided that the smell would be more trouble than it was worth.<br/><br/>"I thought elves could see in the dark," she commented, as the makeshift brand guttered and smoked, casting strangely animated shadows on the walls.