The two crossbow bolts fire towards Okaun, the massive cyclops, one going through his one-and-a-half horns and the other deflected by his wrist gauntlet.
Orion says to Lyca, "Hunt" and she takes off following closely at Marcellus' heels, readying a bite action. Orion himself takes off towards the opposite side pulling out his bow and sliding to a stop on one knee whispers ancient words on his bow and looses an arrow also targeting Zndrsplt.
Attack: 27
Damage: 6
Casting Hail of thorns on hit everyone within 5 ft. takes 1d10 or half on a failed dex save of 12: 10
The arrow catches Zndrsplt in her left leg, causing her to momentarily lose her balance on Okaun's shoulder. She manages to grip his full horn and hang on, but takes a good deal of damage in the process. Suddenly, from the shaft of the arrow burst forth a cloud of pointed thorns, raining down on Korkuth, Zndrsplt, and her partner. Okaun manages to throw up a gauntlet-laden wrist to protect his one eye, negating most of the damage, but Korkuth and Zndrsplt take a full-on dose of thorns. A glowing aura surrounds Korkuth and, though the thorns clearly strike him, the pain is instantly negated. No such aura protects Okaun or Zndrsplt, the latter of whom, knocked off balance by the earlier arrow shot, takes the full force of thorns.
Enraged at the cloud of thorns, Okaun roars across the arena. With Zndrsplt clinging tightly to his horns, his muscles start to visibly increase to ludicrous proportions. Okaun suddenly stops in the middle of the rocky floor. Zndrsplt, sensing what her partner is about to do, waves a hand towards her allies, enveloping them in a protective blue aura. This done, Okaun then slams his magically massive fists into the floor, causing a massive tremor to ripple away from him.
Everyone must roll a DEX save (DC 14). On a fail, take 20 bludgeoning damage and you are knocked prone. On a success, take 10 bludgeoning damage.
The quaking over, Korkuth excitedly shouts: "That's so cool! I wanna do it too! Okaun smash!" He slams both his fists into the floor, aiming in Orion's direction. Zndrsplt, sensing this, secretly causes a small pebble to rise up and zoom towards Orion. However, due to the quickness with which Korkuth unleashed his "devastating attack," Zndrsplt was unable to aim properly, so the rock harmlessly smashes into the wall just behind.
Meanwhile, Toothy grips its creator Pir in its massive blue tentacles and bounds towards Marcellus and the wolf, instinctively drawn into combat with another sharp-toothed menace. Setting his companion down, the Nyxborn wolf clamps down on one of Toothy's front limbs. Trying to get the wolf to release its grip, Toothy lashes out with one of its tentacles, striking the wolf's raised hindquarters. The wolf takes 7 bludgeoning damage. At the same time, Pir rushes toward Marcellus, shouting and stabbing towards him with two daggers, both of which are clearly just two teeth ripped directly from his imaginary friend's maw. One tooth misses wildy, but the other snags Marcellus squarely in the hip, delivering 5 points of piercing damage.
Things seemed to be starting off well. Though flashy wasn't exactly the word he'd use to describe it exactly. It seemed more or less a chaotic mess as he'd thought. With an untested youth running around to boot. Sure Orion's rain of thorns looked impressive and yes the giant's earthshaking had hurt, it was still a fight.
What it really needed was a hint of peace and quiet. And Vojmir was just the man to bring it about. Hushwing's famed silence wasn't all natural ability. He holds tight his idol and a silver sheen seems to fill the center of the arena and the mountainous ogre's shouts snap to nothingness. Divine.
Dex Save vs Earthquake.17
Casting Silence as depicted creating a 20' radius sphere of silence.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Al, still in the form of the announcer but with blades for arms, rolls with the shock of the tremors. Growling to himself, he pumps his legs into gear and they start to move in a blur (casting Zephyr Strike on himself)
He charges up to The cyclops, attempting to stab his legs with his (blunt?) sword arms.
Attack: 20 Damage: 8
Bonus damage: 5
He sprints off again, moving in a blur and attacks Pir.
Attack: 25 Damage: 11
He takes off again, finally stopping in front of the kid. He puts on as wicked a smile as he can in the announcer's form, before letting his body shimmer again, turning to its normal shape. His eyes glow yellow as he says, in his metallic voice:
Picking himself up from the violent tremor Bill enters into the arena and separates himself from the rest of his newfound companions. His overcoat flutters as he twirls, gracefully removing his pistol from it's holster and targeting the lumbering cyclops. Expending his grit and determination he attempts to create a violent maiming shot at the cyclops’s knee.
Things happen all at once as Vojmir, Alloy, and Bill manage to pick themselves up from the shockwave. Just as an orange dome begins to fill the center of the arena, Alloy sprints through the opponents, slicing Okaun and Pir in quick succession. Bill manages to get off an expertly-fired shot, bringing Okaun to his knees and knocking Zndrsplt off his shoulder.
Okaun tries to shout out in pain, but finds his cry stifled before it can escape his gnarled lips. The kid, Korkuth, starts to taunt the party with juvenile jeers until Alloy appears in front of him, using his disguise to frighten the kid into holding his overly-cocky tongue.
Screaming in shock and pain Marcellus kips up (half move) from falling over due to the mighty earthquake and yells at the boy and 'his' monstrosity in from of him, "What kind of hack job show is this? That ******* hurt! **** this nonlethal bullshit. LETS GO!" He pulls a dagger out from his jacket and goes to stab the boy in front of him.
Marcellus, in a pain-fueled rage, mercilessly slashes at Pir, leaving bloody gashes all over his body. Next to him, Lyca lunges at Toothy. While she takes a substantial bite into what some might call its neck, Toothy manages to stay standing, digging its large limbs into the arena floor for leverage.
Okaun limps over to Alloy, knee shattered. Still carrying Zndrsplt, Okaun raises a fist. Unable to scream out and increase his muscle mass, he goes for a limp punch against Alloy's robotic face, connecting for 6 bludgeoning damage. Zndrsplt, meanwhile, tries to orient herself. Still a bit miffed that her attack against Orion missed, she points a finger his direction, casting True Strike to ensure she hits next time.
Meanwhile, Toothy sees how much Marcellus is hurting its creator. Pir, sensing Toothy's despair, gives him a nod and closes his eyes. All of a sudden, Toothy starts to grow and strengthen its tentacles, reaching out towards Marcellus. Unfortunately, despite the advantage of its size, Toothy's tentacles are unable to snatch the nimble Innistradi thug.
Korkuth is still terrified of Alloy's intimidation tactics. Backing away, slowly, he picks up a rock, mouthing the words "Get away, meanie!" and lobs it at the robot. The rock lands pitifully at the young orc's feet, and Korkuth runs away to hide behind Toothy's giant imaginary form.
Things were going well enough for the time being. None of there side was down on the ground yet and the situation in the circle seemed to have resolved itself. The man of metal looked like he could handle the giant brute and it's minuscule rider. Their right flank wasn't looking the strongest though. It seemed to be on the verge of crumbling and a small shift could send it either way. That was something Vojmir could help with.
He hurries over to stand to the West side of the great tentacled beast. Yet just before he closes the gap he shouts a prayer of cleansing and brilliant bolts of fire spring to life. Two hurtle towards the beast and one at it's master.
Alloy smiles to himself (since he has no mouth to smile outwardly) as the kid backs away, letting him run.
I think enjoy a good chase, he thinks to himself. Let's see what this little weakling has left.
The ugly thing next to him growls, bringing him back to his actual task at hand. Oh, right. Should probably manage this first. Do I usually get distracted like this?
He first casts Hunter's Mark on the creature, his mechanical eyes zeroing in on it's vital points. He strikes with one his arm-blades, aiming to disable it quickly. This feels right, I think I need to strike quickly and move!
After attacking the creature, shifts quickly, his earlier spell making his reactions too fast for the creature to respond. He pumps his legs into a black blur, chasing over to the boy again. "You cannot escape. You will not be leaving this arena as you entered."
Bill aims a shot at Zndrsplt's outstretched hand. "Though from this angle it's not that impressive of a shot," bill thinks to himself, "if I miss my mark it'll hit them in the shoulder"
Vojmir rushes over and, preparing his stance, sends three bolts of fire at the imaginary creature and its creator. One whizzes harmlessly between the two. But two of them hit their mark. Pir takes a significant amount of damage, singing the ends of his hair. Toothy, however, takes a large bolt in its maw, sending it collapsing towards the ground.
Suddenly the announcer's voice fills the arena: "And Vojmir scores the first point for Team Misfits! Only five more points to win! It's still anyone's game, folks!" The crowd roars as the homunculus referees on the west side of the arena aim their hands towards Toothy and, covering the monstrosity with a dark blue aura, raise it back to full health.
Alloy strikes out at Okaun, hoping to strike him quickly before following Korkuth, the easier target. However, the robot's strike is too quick and unplanned, barely missing the cyclops. Korkuth cowers behind Toothy as he watches Alloy's menacing approach.
Bill aims his gun towards Zndrsplt, whose back is turned to the marksman. However, just before he can get a shot off, someone in the audience sneakily produces a metallic sheet from their bag, angling the Kylem sunlight such that it briefly obscures Bill's vision, causing his shot to miss his target completely.
The little gang over in the corner seems to be turning from a scuffle to a full battle, it is now a three on three combat. Hoping to give as many allies an edge in the fight he rotates around the lined up enemies and gets into a position to threaten all of them. he also notices that Pir is the one looking the worst out of the group, so Marcellus goes for a stab.
To Hit: 11 Damage: 6
Bonus Action off hand attack: Targeting Pir if not ded, will target tentacles if Pir is ded Second attack is a shield bash. (Improvised weapon)
Marcellus, trying to get better positioning in the struggle, circles around to stab Pir. However, the young rascal dodges out of the way. Sensing this dodge, Marcellus bashes out with his shield, smashing Pir in the face. He collapses to the ground, and the audience cheers.
"That's 2-0 for the Misfits! They are running away with this!" the announcer shouts.
Lyca, per Orion's command, launches herself at Toothy, making a large wound in the tentacled monster's neck. She tries to push it down with the force of her attack, but Toothy's sturdy legs keep it standing.
As te referees work to revive Pir, Toothy starts to retaliate against those who brought his creator down. Toothy launches its jaws toward Lyca, barely gripping her Nyxborn fur, dealing 7 damage.
Pir, meanwhile, is too groggy from the revival, so he disengages from combat and moves to the south wall of the arena.
Korkuth aims to make a brave stand against Alloy. Brandishing a canine that Toothy had provided, earlier, he stabs out at Alloy's legs. However, still scared, he has his eyes closed the whole time and misses wildly.
Okaun, with Zndrsplt on his shoulders, looks around for the nearest target. Spotting Orion, he stumbles in that direction, finally making it out of the sphere of silence. Shouting at the top of his lungs, Okaun's arms increase in size for a large punch. Winding up, he hits Orion straight in the chest for 14 damage.
Zndrsplt, meanwhile, scans the arena and sees Bill and Vojmir standing alone, untouched. Holding up her four-fingered left hand, she sends four arrow-shaped bolts of light at the duo. Vojmir and Bill take two bolts each, with Vojmir taking 6 force damage and Bill taking 9.
The battle here had been won. It wouldn't be long before they were able to mop it up. Vojmir ignores the youth. It was clear he wasn't a warrior and the man's heart wasn't in beating a defenseless foe. Instead he goes for a bigger threat. The giant and small duo, the smaller one who had just sent a smattering of arcane bolts to rend his soul. He lets loose the bands of silence over the center of the field and rushes over towards the pair now tormenting the lightly dressed archer.
His boots crunch in the sandy grit as he comes to a halt. Carefully judging the distance between the giant and his lithe target. He calls forth the Light in a blaze of energy. Too much light of course, descends as fire. He prayed it would be enough because his weary bones couldn't take much more abuse.
Cast Burning hands, Angling to not hit Orion if necessary.
Vojmir rushes towards the archer, firing off a blast of fire from his red-hot hands. Okaun remains standing, though badly burned. Zndrsplt, however, falls off the cyclops' shoulders, a smoking husk of her former self.
"And another point for the Misfits! They are on fire! Or, at least, one of them is!"
The referees aim their healing magic towards Zndrsplt, reviving her to continue the fight.
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The two crossbow bolts fire towards Okaun, the massive cyclops, one going through his one-and-a-half horns and the other deflected by his wrist gauntlet.
Orion says to Lyca, "Hunt" and she takes off following closely at Marcellus' heels, readying a bite action. Orion himself takes off towards the opposite side pulling out his bow and sliding to a stop on one knee whispers ancient words on his bow and looses an arrow also targeting Zndrsplt.
Attack: 27
Damage: 6
Casting Hail of thorns on hit everyone within 5 ft. takes 1d10 or half on a failed dex save of 12: 10
Lyca attack: 24
Lyca damage: 7
The arrow catches Zndrsplt in her left leg, causing her to momentarily lose her balance on Okaun's shoulder. She manages to grip his full horn and hang on, but takes a good deal of damage in the process. Suddenly, from the shaft of the arrow burst forth a cloud of pointed thorns, raining down on Korkuth, Zndrsplt, and her partner. Okaun manages to throw up a gauntlet-laden wrist to protect his one eye, negating most of the damage, but Korkuth and Zndrsplt take a full-on dose of thorns. A glowing aura surrounds Korkuth and, though the thorns clearly strike him, the pain is instantly negated. No such aura protects Okaun or Zndrsplt, the latter of whom, knocked off balance by the earlier arrow shot, takes the full force of thorns.
Enraged at the cloud of thorns, Okaun roars across the arena. With Zndrsplt clinging tightly to his horns, his muscles start to visibly increase to ludicrous proportions. Okaun suddenly stops in the middle of the rocky floor. Zndrsplt, sensing what her partner is about to do, waves a hand towards her allies, enveloping them in a protective blue aura. This done, Okaun then slams his magically massive fists into the floor, causing a massive tremor to ripple away from him.
Everyone must roll a DEX save (DC 14). On a fail, take 20 bludgeoning damage and you are knocked prone. On a success, take 10 bludgeoning damage.
The quaking over, Korkuth excitedly shouts: "That's so cool! I wanna do it too! Okaun smash!" He slams both his fists into the floor, aiming in Orion's direction. Zndrsplt, sensing this, secretly causes a small pebble to rise up and zoom towards Orion. However, due to the quickness with which Korkuth unleashed his "devastating attack," Zndrsplt was unable to aim properly, so the rock harmlessly smashes into the wall just behind.
Meanwhile, Toothy grips its creator Pir in its massive blue tentacles and bounds towards Marcellus and the wolf, instinctively drawn into combat with another sharp-toothed menace. Setting his companion down, the Nyxborn wolf clamps down on one of Toothy's front limbs. Trying to get the wolf to release its grip, Toothy lashes out with one of its tentacles, striking the wolf's raised hindquarters. The wolf takes 7 bludgeoning damage. At the same time, Pir rushes toward Marcellus, shouting and stabbing towards him with two daggers, both of which are clearly just two teeth ripped directly from his imaginary friend's maw. One tooth misses wildy, but the other snags Marcellus squarely in the hip, delivering 5 points of piercing damage.
Things seemed to be starting off well. Though flashy wasn't exactly the word he'd use to describe it exactly. It seemed more or less a chaotic mess as he'd thought. With an untested youth running around to boot. Sure Orion's rain of thorns looked impressive and yes the giant's earthshaking had hurt, it was still a fight.
What it really needed was a hint of peace and quiet. And Vojmir was just the man to bring it about. Hushwing's famed silence wasn't all natural ability. He holds tight his idol and a silver sheen seems to fill the center of the arena and the mountainous ogre's shouts snap to nothingness. Divine.
Dex Save vs Earthquake.17
Casting Silence as depicted creating a 20' radius sphere of silence.
Al, still in the form of the announcer but with blades for arms, rolls with the shock of the tremors. Growling to himself, he pumps his legs into gear and they start to move in a blur (casting Zephyr Strike on himself)
He charges up to The cyclops, attempting to stab his legs with his (blunt?) sword arms.
Attack: 20 Damage: 8
Bonus damage: 5
He sprints off again, moving in a blur and attacks Pir.
Attack: 25 Damage: 11
He takes off again, finally stopping in front of the kid. He puts on as wicked a smile as he can in the announcer's form, before letting his body shimmer again, turning to its normal shape. His eyes glow yellow as he says, in his metallic voice:
"Boo".
Dex save: 24
Dex Save: 4
Picking himself up from the violent tremor Bill enters into the arena and separates himself from the rest of his newfound companions. His overcoat flutters as he twirls, gracefully removing his pistol from it's holster and targeting the lumbering cyclops. Expending his grit and determination he attempts to create a violent maiming shot at the cyclops’s knee.
1 Grit Expended for violent shot
Hit: 17
Damage: 6 (+1 damage die for violent shot)
Things happen all at once as Vojmir, Alloy, and Bill manage to pick themselves up from the shockwave. Just as an orange dome begins to fill the center of the arena, Alloy sprints through the opponents, slicing Okaun and Pir in quick succession. Bill manages to get off an expertly-fired shot, bringing Okaun to his knees and knocking Zndrsplt off his shoulder.
Okaun tries to shout out in pain, but finds his cry stifled before it can escape his gnarled lips. The kid, Korkuth, starts to taunt the party with juvenile jeers until Alloy appears in front of him, using his disguise to frighten the kid into holding his overly-cocky tongue.
Screaming in shock and pain Marcellus kips up (half move) from falling over due to the mighty earthquake and yells at the boy and 'his' monstrosity in from of him, "What kind of hack job show is this? That ******* hurt! **** this nonlethal bullshit. LETS GO!" He pulls a dagger out from his jacket and goes to stab the boy in front of him.
Bonus action: second wind --> 10 heal
Action: Stab --> 15
Sneak attack damage: 8
The boy still being up is an affront to Marcellus's pride so he yells and tries to backhand him with the shield on his other arm.(Action Surge)
Action Surge: 24
Damage if hits: 5
Orion watches the rock fly past him as he steadies himself and smiles. "Bring it down, Lyca", Lyca lunges again at Toothy.
Bite attack at adv: 19 17
Damage if hit: 9
He also needs to make a DC 11 str save or be knocked prone.
Marcellus, in a pain-fueled rage, mercilessly slashes at Pir, leaving bloody gashes all over his body. Next to him, Lyca lunges at Toothy. While she takes a substantial bite into what some might call its neck, Toothy manages to stay standing, digging its large limbs into the arena floor for leverage.
Okaun limps over to Alloy, knee shattered. Still carrying Zndrsplt, Okaun raises a fist. Unable to scream out and increase his muscle mass, he goes for a limp punch against Alloy's robotic face, connecting for 6 bludgeoning damage. Zndrsplt, meanwhile, tries to orient herself. Still a bit miffed that her attack against Orion missed, she points a finger his direction, casting True Strike to ensure she hits next time.
Meanwhile, Toothy sees how much Marcellus is hurting its creator. Pir, sensing Toothy's despair, gives him a nod and closes his eyes. All of a sudden, Toothy starts to grow and strengthen its tentacles, reaching out towards Marcellus. Unfortunately, despite the advantage of its size, Toothy's tentacles are unable to snatch the nimble Innistradi thug.
Korkuth is still terrified of Alloy's intimidation tactics. Backing away, slowly, he picks up a rock, mouthing the words "Get away, meanie!" and lobs it at the robot. The rock lands pitifully at the young orc's feet, and Korkuth runs away to hide behind Toothy's giant imaginary form.
Things were going well enough for the time being. None of there side was down on the ground yet and the situation in the circle seemed to have resolved itself. The man of metal looked like he could handle the giant brute and it's minuscule rider. Their right flank wasn't looking the strongest though. It seemed to be on the verge of crumbling and a small shift could send it either way. That was something Vojmir could help with.
He hurries over to stand to the West side of the great tentacled beast. Yet just before he closes the gap he shouts a prayer of cleansing and brilliant bolts of fire spring to life. Two hurtle towards the beast and one at it's master.
Casting Scorching Rays- 3 Ranged Spell Attacks
At Toothy
20
7 Fire Damage
7
11 Fire Damage
At Pir
15
5 Fire Damage
Alloy smiles to himself (since he has no mouth to smile outwardly) as the kid backs away, letting him run.
I think enjoy a good chase, he thinks to himself. Let's see what this little weakling has left.
The ugly thing next to him growls, bringing him back to his actual task at hand. Oh, right. Should probably manage this first. Do I usually get distracted like this?
He first casts Hunter's Mark on the creature, his mechanical eyes zeroing in on it's vital points. He strikes with one his arm-blades, aiming to disable it quickly. This feels right, I think I need to strike quickly and move!
After attacking the creature, shifts quickly, his earlier spell making his reactions too fast for the creature to respond. He pumps his legs into a black blur, chasing over to the boy again. "You cannot escape. You will not be leaving this arena as you entered."
Attack: 13 Damage: 6
Hunter's Mark: 4
Bill aims a shot at Zndrsplt's outstretched hand. "Though from this angle it's not that impressive of a shot," bill thinks to himself, "if I miss my mark it'll hit them in the shoulder"
Hit: 10
Damage: 4
Vojmir rushes over and, preparing his stance, sends three bolts of fire at the imaginary creature and its creator. One whizzes harmlessly between the two. But two of them hit their mark. Pir takes a significant amount of damage, singing the ends of his hair. Toothy, however, takes a large bolt in its maw, sending it collapsing towards the ground.
Suddenly the announcer's voice fills the arena: "And Vojmir scores the first point for Team Misfits! Only five more points to win! It's still anyone's game, folks!" The crowd roars as the homunculus referees on the west side of the arena aim their hands towards Toothy and, covering the monstrosity with a dark blue aura, raise it back to full health.
Alloy strikes out at Okaun, hoping to strike him quickly before following Korkuth, the easier target. However, the robot's strike is too quick and unplanned, barely missing the cyclops. Korkuth cowers behind Toothy as he watches Alloy's menacing approach.
Bill aims his gun towards Zndrsplt, whose back is turned to the marksman. However, just before he can get a shot off, someone in the audience sneakily produces a metallic sheet from their bag, angling the Kylem sunlight such that it briefly obscures Bill's vision, causing his shot to miss his target completely.
The little gang over in the corner seems to be turning from a scuffle to a full battle, it is now a three on three combat. Hoping to give as many allies an edge in the fight he rotates around the lined up enemies and gets into a position to threaten all of them. he also notices that Pir is the one looking the worst out of the group, so Marcellus goes for a stab.
To Hit: 11
Damage: 6
Bonus Action off hand attack:
Targeting Pir if not ded, will target tentacles if Pir is ded
Second attack is a shield bash. (Improvised weapon)
To Hit: 20
Damage 7
Orion watches the action, "Lyca help with those tentacles."
Bite attack at adv: 15 11
Damage if hit: 8
He also needs to make a DC 11 str save or be knocked prone.
Marcellus, trying to get better positioning in the struggle, circles around to stab Pir. However, the young rascal dodges out of the way. Sensing this dodge, Marcellus bashes out with his shield, smashing Pir in the face. He collapses to the ground, and the audience cheers.
"That's 2-0 for the Misfits! They are running away with this!" the announcer shouts.
Lyca, per Orion's command, launches herself at Toothy, making a large wound in the tentacled monster's neck. She tries to push it down with the force of her attack, but Toothy's sturdy legs keep it standing.
As te referees work to revive Pir, Toothy starts to retaliate against those who brought his creator down. Toothy launches its jaws toward Lyca, barely gripping her Nyxborn fur, dealing 7 damage.
Pir, meanwhile, is too groggy from the revival, so he disengages from combat and moves to the south wall of the arena.
Korkuth aims to make a brave stand against Alloy. Brandishing a canine that Toothy had provided, earlier, he stabs out at Alloy's legs. However, still scared, he has his eyes closed the whole time and misses wildly.
Okaun, with Zndrsplt on his shoulders, looks around for the nearest target. Spotting Orion, he stumbles in that direction, finally making it out of the sphere of silence. Shouting at the top of his lungs, Okaun's arms increase in size for a large punch. Winding up, he hits Orion straight in the chest for 14 damage.
Zndrsplt, meanwhile, scans the arena and sees Bill and Vojmir standing alone, untouched. Holding up her four-fingered left hand, she sends four arrow-shaped bolts of light at the duo. Vojmir and Bill take two bolts each, with Vojmir taking 6 force damage and Bill taking 9.
The battle here had been won. It wouldn't be long before they were able to mop it up. Vojmir ignores the youth. It was clear he wasn't a warrior and the man's heart wasn't in beating a defenseless foe. Instead he goes for a bigger threat. The giant and small duo, the smaller one who had just sent a smattering of arcane bolts to rend his soul. He lets loose the bands of silence over the center of the field and rushes over towards the pair now tormenting the lightly dressed archer.
His boots crunch in the sandy grit as he comes to a halt. Carefully judging the distance between the giant and his lithe target. He calls forth the Light in a blaze of energy. Too much light of course, descends as fire. He prayed it would be enough because his weary bones couldn't take much more abuse.
Cast Burning hands, Angling to not hit Orion if necessary.
13 fire damage in 15' cone
DC 13 Dex save for Half Damage
Vojmir rushes towards the archer, firing off a blast of fire from his red-hot hands. Okaun remains standing, though badly burned. Zndrsplt, however, falls off the cyclops' shoulders, a smoking husk of her former self.
"And another point for the Misfits! They are on fire! Or, at least, one of them is!"
The referees aim their healing magic towards Zndrsplt, reviving her to continue the fight.