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Message: <blockquote data-quote="InVinoVeritas" data-source="post: 4539349" data-attributes="member: 41485">Ciaran grimaces and turns away, pacing about. "We ran. We risked whatever was above the trapdoor than face him. There was nothing, but we were not skilled, only lucky. Only once we had a chance to stop could I piece together the facts about his eldritch might, and determine that he was virtually exhausted of offensive capability. We ran back to find you, and he had left. Either I was right in my estimation of his capabilities--or he was merely toying with us. In either case, he did not bother to determine if you were alive or dead, and fortunately, you lived. We pulled you to safety from there." He continues his pacing as his eyes glaze over in thought. "If we can catch him while his defenses are down, we can defeat him. He cannot be cut or ensorcelled, but fire and acid still work... and he still needs to breathe..." Ciaran grins. "A bonfire. We need firewood. A large bonfire releasing a lot of thick smoke into the cramped quarters of the hallways. Give him flames or smoke him out!" (OOC: Knowledge (Nature) +11: are there any branches from trees or shrubs that release a lot of smoke when they burn in the area?)</blockquote>