There were fires lit in the main hall and the armory, so you assume one of the two have a means to produce a fire. But just the same you pack a camping, extended-neck lighter. No particular reason why that model, it’s just the only lighter you own. You aren’t sure how to make a torch, and being that it’s the middle of summer, no idea where anyone would be selling wood outside of hardware store, building-grade lumber, which is a little outside of your price range.

Unfortunately part of living in a utopia is that weapons, even just models, are strictly regulated. Most guards don’t even carry any. It would take you weeks to get a hold of even one, and and would likely cost more than you make in a month.

That last thought gives you pause. Sure, if you had to be there you’d likely be better off with Princess and Amy. But you don’t. You technically have no reason to go back. You were asked to scale the mountain, and you did. You didn’t receive any further orders.