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Message: <blockquote data-quote="InVinoVeritas" data-source="post: 3967201" data-attributes="member: 41485">Ciaran catches his breath. It's a pity he couldn't wield the flaming broom as a second weapon, but the team had already lost so much... Poor Shoon...Ciaran looks around, taking a cool, calculated stock of the situation. "So, if I understand correctly, we are in the passages underneath the watchtower, cut off from the watchtower per se by that mage, and left to find a way out through Beory's bowels while bleeding from numerous electric and eldritch burns. We've lost one of our own, trapped behind a foul Wall of Fire, and who knows what he wants to do with that. I would love nothing more than to net the mage, and keep chopping at his hands until his defenses wear off..."Ciaran is clearly no longer cool."If we only had adamantine weaponry. A method of discerning the invisible. I could ward against the Magic Missiles, but little else. How many bolts were you hit with, Merrick? Four? He can't have much left in the way of spells prepared, but he could just as easily be stocked with scrolls and wands. Perhaps--no... We are unprepared, still too disorganized. When we have more time, we should work on our tactics, invest in the tools we need. In the meantime, we need to find what we can here."Ciaran casts Mage Armor and searches the room for anything useful.</blockquote>