Tevariel did indeed feel that whilst her elven sight was capable of looking into low-light quarters, this was truly starting to take the cake. Grabbing her pack she took a large wooden stick and wrapped it with cloth from her cut apart clothing. Then a soft incantation, learned during a fun night with a fire wizard, sparked it. Throwing a light around the room as moved towards the left door, if it were the same as the right, she'd go through the left door if not she'd take a different approach entirely. She also kept well away from the basin.