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Message: <blockquote data-quote="CanadienneBacon" data-source="post: 3507351" data-attributes="member: 11146">Feeling his throat constrict under the pressure of the oak's limb, Maelicent desperately scrabbles a wand free from his belt.  Holding the miniature stick aloft and striking its alchemical tip against the nearest branch what as grabs him by the neck, Maelicent is delighted to see fire spring from the tindertwig.  The Gudwulf warrior snakes his free hand forward again, hoping to strike the tree a second time but misses.  From across the glade opposite the fire, the mallorn begins to huff and chaw, though whether from the billows of smoke engulfing its trunk or from evil glee isn't clear to the goblin.  The oak withdraws some of the twigs nearest the lit tindertwig still held in Maelicent's free hand but otherwise maintains its hold on the Gudwulf.  The tree reacts to the goblin's antics with apoplectic rage and squeezes even tighter, dealing another 7 points of non-lethal damage.  Maelicent continues to twist and turn with a fury, vainly trying to free himself from the crushing grasp of the oak.  In his struggles, the goblin notes that the trees have kept open the twisting path leading into the heart of the wood nearer the keep and that where the fir tree once stood, there is now a gap in the ring of foliage.</blockquote>