Dex 11 If pointed out to him, Arc will move far enough way not to be in the circle of turning. 

Dexterity:19

Wisdom:12

Dex save 20 plus bless 4

Will save 17 plus bless 1

OOC: I think that dice roller likes me. Here's to hoping and jinxing it. 

Driss instinctively calls on his storm and sea magic to protect him from the flames.  Arcturis is caught by surprise and takes 22 fire damage.  Everyone else dodges out of the way of the flames, but still takes 11 fire damage. 

The flames roar, seemingly enraged, and surround Driss, then engulf him.  Driss takes 3 fire damage and catches fire; until someone takes an action to douse the fire, he takes another 1d10 fire damage at the start of each of his turns. 

Somehow, you all seem unaffected by the fact that the fire you set came alive and is trying--quite effectively, I might add--to kill you. 

“Ok! No one- and I mean no one- touch the ship! It really doesn’t like us!”

Polly will scan every ounce of his bird brain for information on this strange defense system, Arcana: 20

Retiog gets back to his feet after trying to dodge the purple flames, and halfway succeeding. "Oow... Dat stung," he says behind a cough, trying to clear his throat of the taste of burnt orc flesh. "Now da ship is fightin' us? Wes gunna need ta finish dis quick."

Noticing the cleric is still on fire, he rushes over help smother the flames, "Drop n' roll, Driz!! Joo gettin' cooked!"

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“Ok! No one- and I mean no one- touch the ship! It really doesn’t like us!”

Polly will scan every ounce of his bird brain for Information on this strange defense system, 18

Cannons can't really be affected by it, for he is unconscious now.

Polly shouts to Griffhook, “Griff! It’s a defense system. It has suggestive elements laced into the fire, it’s almost hotter than I am. In both ways! We gotta get Cannons to stop throwing bombs!” Polly looks to Cannons, “Griff, I fixed the problem. What do we do now!?”

"Look who's temperamental! Well, Operation: Burn Baby Burn is off the menu, everyone..." Grifhook begrudgingly says as he cleans off the burnt remains of his clothing with ash fluttering about. Then he whips out the familiar jumper cable-like device and runs over to Cannons. "It's a shame really, Cannons would have enjoyed the shock..." then places the cables onto him as he just stares over at Polly. No words. Just stares.

Cure Wounds: 3

OOC: We're leaving right? There could be other defenses in place and even if we just explore, we could end up dead.

OOC: We have no easy way off the ship. Don't think Polly can fly me off the ship. Don't know how far of a jump it'd be.

OOC: Wait a minute, the ship obeys a Legion of Dusk soldier, does Arcturis still count?

OOC: It might not be pretty but we should be able to get off the ship. Though before we make a plan, let's figure out what we are working with. How much distance is there between us and the water?

OOC: The ship hurt him and I would think there be measures in place to prevent damage to the ships "allies", also he is probably down.

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OOC: It might not be pretty but we should be able to get off the ship. Though before we make a plan, let's figure out what we are working with. How much distance is there between us and the water?

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OOC: Wait a minute, the ship obeys a Legion of Dusk soldier, does Arcturis still count?

OOC: I'm unconscious right? Starting Death Saving Throws: 7

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OOC: I'm unconscious right? Starting Death Saving Throws: 20

OOC: WHAT A CRIT! hah.

Xyran gasps up for air and bounces to his feet. "Sweet Mercy I thought I saw me mum again for a second." 

“Goblins have mothers? I thought you guys kinda just hatched from trees or something? More importantly, your mom’s dead!?”

Grifhook continues to stare at Polly. No words. Just stares.