When the sense of vertigo from entering the Dungeon passed Solstafir closed his eyes in concentration for a moment, whereupon a cloak of blue-white flames started to envelop him, wispy flames dancing around his body without seeming to radiate any noticable heat. Until now the soulmeld had been suppressed, people seeming strangely uncomfortable with seeing someone walking around while on fire. His other soulmeld didn't share this problem and the half-substantial vambraces of a shimmering silver had been visible all the while, hovering a fraction of an inch above his forearms without any apparent fastening holding it in place.
"Solstafir Bazaratek. Three a, one e. Better get it right unlike that announcer up there." He seemed in agreement with the chosen direction though he didn't deign to verbally express as much, following closely on the path to the right door.
SpoilerWhat does my dwarven depth sense say?
A dwarf can also intuit depth, sensing his approximate depth underground as naturally as a human can sense which way is up.