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Message: <blockquote data-quote="CanadienneBacon" data-source="post: 6604818" data-attributes="member: 11146">[ooc]Forged Fury may or may not have power after his neck of the woods suffered a severe weather event earlier this week, so I shall take the liberty of posting for him until his return.[/ooc]Once everyone exited the hidden room, Fulgrim partially closed the sliding recessed door.  When he had the door to his liking, he stood behind it, using the door as a shield, and with a deft hand gesture and a word of power, hurled a mote of fire at the webs coating the ceiling in the secret room.  As dry as they were, the webs caught fire in an instant.  A spider husk in the corner started to burn and fell to the floor, the creature's legs curling in on themselves as flames consumed the carcass.  Even in death, the spider was sizeable...easily the size of a badger.  Smoke filled the little room and filtered through the open doorway, which Fulgrim and the others noted.  Was there a draft from somewhere that drew the smoke?  After a minute or two, the fire ran its course inside the secret room, and Fulgrim motioned for the others to rejoin him.</blockquote>