[@Whimsley] looking around in utter darkness, nothing but my eye and dim candles providing light, neither of which provided sufficient light to end this darkness. Not even the lightless catacombs I had to march through express this much, innate paranoia. The darkness here in this building was like no other. I wasn't about to give up a piece of my collection for mere childish fear. Though id be a bit nervous id stand upright, fixing my helmet, and would go back up the stairs. finding my gem on a step, I quickly picked it up and went back into my room as fast as I could, the cold dark spire was not a place I was comfortable with, whether id admit it or not