Joli watched the chamber for a long while.  She didn't trust herself to move quietly.  Then once she'd decided it was safe enough she forced herself to wait a little longer.  She counted to one hundred slowly, then back down to zero from a hundred.  Still nothing moved.  She stood and went to retrieve her torch, and tucked it into her belt.  The illusionary flames licked at her armor and skin harmlessly, and she ignored it as she quietly crept down into the cavern.  She was going to search the area as well as she could, including anything left on the goblins by the drow.<br/><br/>She was delighted to find the ointment, and dipping a pinkie finger into the jar, rubbed a tiny amount on the slight graze on her leg from where a goblin arrow had brushed her earlier.<br/><br/>Once she'd scavenged anything from the dead she could, she wanted to look at the strange glowing rocks around the room.  If she could pile some more of them into her bag, then she'd do so.  Specifically she had the idea that small rocks might be very useful for creating a trail if she needed.  Even a double handful of pebble sized glowing stones would be a lifesaver if she were to find herself in a subterranean maze.  Then she remembered that this level supposedly had a goblin market of sorts, and she wondered if the news of this goblin battle would have any value.   She checked the room for exits other than the one the drow had taken, and if there were none, she'd go back up the stairs and down the passage the other way, hoping that might lead to the goblins... and also hoping that they wouldn't immediately attack her on sight like the other one had.<br/><br/>She smiled though... maybe that wouldn't be so bad however.  Goblin blood flowed pretty easy as long as she wasn't hopelessly out numbered.