https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1zT_yH7h6CBh8mlf50jht9AvxhOAgvSbFAuciArjus-g/edit#gid=965072345

Individual rooms. Check out the link to the doc. I have an image and a map of the boat, on the boat battle tab. The locations you are on is to the right of the map. I didnt label everything because you should be able to reference where you are from the image.

Desarian wakes with a start, confused for a moment to find himself on the floor.  It takes another moment for the sounds to penetrate the fog of sleepiness. When they do, he jumps to his feet, grabbing his staff and shield from where they also fell to the floor, then heads out to find the source of the noises. 

Kyra rolls out of bed from the shake. As she hits the floor, her senses are cleared almost immediately. Seeing her gloves on her backpack, she does not bother to get dressed, just grabbing her gloves, and pulling them on as she runs out the door naked. Seeing Desarian, she feels a moment of embarrassment to her nakedness, but hearing the sounds of fire and yelling, she turns and runs up the stairs to get a better view of what is going on.

Calinar snaps awake from where he slumped into dreamless sleep in his bunk. His hand caresses the surface of his shield for a moment, gathering himself.

Then he bolts from the room into the central walkway, bellowing, "Deck officer! Deck officer! What's the situation? What can we do to help?"

As Kyra runs out of the room naked, the gloves continue to wrap down her arms, around her shoulders and covers her breasts in a sports bra style thing (Jess... what is that called lol). It wraps down her abs and covers her hips down to the mid thigh giving her a sort of mma style armor.

As Calinar runs out, he sees the 2 others in the hall only. From the stairs to the front of the ship there is smoke billowing from the lowest level, and there is yelling from the surface deck. You can hear humanoid screams and yells in Sylvan, as well as a primal, creature like screeching.

Calinar dashes forward towards the smoke and rushes down to the lower deck, looking for what's on fire.

Desarian follows Calinar, more worried at the moment about the danger the fire poses to the ship than he is about whatever is going on above decks. 

    Gilnur rolls out of bed with a grumble at the commotion. Opening the door to his quarters he contains to no one in particular, "Did those blasted gnomes run us into something?!" He catches sight of Kyra being enveloped by her hand wraps as she dashes down the hall. "Hmmm, well that looks handy...," he looks back to his room and gathers his gear. "And that's no rock," he says at the screeching as he runs after the others to the deck below.

(I'm presuming we don't have our armor on since we were sleeping??)

OOC: no armor. You can grab a shield and a weapon. 

Kyra looks down as her gloves spiral around her to cover her body in combat wraps and smiles. "That is useful!" she says under her breath. Seeing the rest of the group go down the stairs, she looks to the surface ladder, and then sighs and runs down with the rest of the group.

Calinar scoops up his shield and rapier as he leaves the room, clad in homespun linen undershorts. Close quarters in a ship makes for the subtle stabs of a rapier rather than the swinging space needed for a flail. The fey symbol on the shield glimmers for a moment, and four balls of dancing light dart ahead of the paladin down the stairs, illuminating the way through the smoke.

The group runs down to the lowest deck using the ladder (stairs) to the front of the ship. Running down the steps you come to what should be a wall that covers the front cannon of the ship, but instead of the smooth wood walls, you see a large hole in the ship. Instead of seeing water flooding into the boat, you see opened sky in the dawn light. Puffy clouds can be seen rolling below you, and the suns rays crossing the ocean to the south of you, with the redish/brown desert-scape of the Blight to the north. Flying around and beneath the ship, you see large bird like creatures flying about in diving motions around the ship. Some swooping back up towards you.

To the back of the ship where the cargo hold is, there is a billowing black smoke. Running through the empty crew quarters, you push through the back door into the cargo hold. There you see multiple crew members dead on the ground. There is a large hole on the right side of the ship, with a dragon like creature with wings where the arms should be, and a large tail whipping back and forward. You see 3 dragonborn, 2 green and 1 red taking crates and pushing them over to the edge of the right side of the ship where the wyvern is. As you run in, you see the Red dragonborn take a deep breath, and breath fire on the other side of the ship, lighting more of the frame on fire.

 I rolled initiative just in case lol: Gilnur, Des, Art, Wyvern, Dragonborn, Cal, Kyra

 OOC: Not very. The smoke seems to be heavy from a fire just starting to burn. It is plumbing a lot though, so it is a matter of when it spreads, not it.

    "Whoa! Now I know why I didn't get sea sick." Continuing to run towards the back where the smoke is coming from, Gilnur spots the dragonborn. "Hmm, looks like we have ourselves some pirates. I don't think that belongs to you fellas." He looks at the two green dragonborn, and the gem of the dwarf's ring begins to swirl as he calls forth his magic. "Why don't you all just sit tight for a minute?"

Hold Person, Level 3 - DC 16 WisST

10 and 2 both green dragonborn are locked in place. One is frozen, pushing a box while the other is frozen picking one up.

Desarian closes his eyes and raises his arms, murmuring to himself, and rain begins to fall inside the ship just in front of him, extinguishing the nearest flames. (Create or Destroy Water)

(Target a 30 foot square just in front of desarian and basically the whole width of the ship, to hit the the 10x10 flame directly ahead and extinguish it, as well as Gilnur, the 2 green dragonborn and the wyvern)

The air in the room rapidly cools as clouds of moisture stretch out from Des's hand. In a long band, clouds begin to rain down on the fores started by the red dragonborn. The hissing of water evaporating greatly reduces the fires, slowing them to a slow burn. You get the feeling that if not tended to, the flames will rage up again, but for now they are effectively put out.

Artemis steps into the room and aims his crossbow at the wyvern. Firing 1 bolt he goes to reload when  another bold slides out from a pocket dimension stored within the bow. Firing again, he marvels at his new weapon as another bolt slides into place.

Attack: 13 Damage: 18 and Attack: 29 Damage: 11.

The wyvern screams in rage, and stomps over towards Artemis. Because of the tight quarters its large size actually knocks the green dragonborn down that was shoving the box. Making a bite and tail attack against Artemis. Attack: 27 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll. and Attack: 15 Damage: 16 con save for Artemis 17 against 15 DC or take 27 additional poison damage.

The red dragonborn sees Des reaching his hand out to make it rain and roars at him. Drawing 2 javelins, he tosses it at him as he closes the distance towards him. Attack: 12 Damage: 8 and Attack: 23 Damage: 8.

The 2 green dragonborn try to break free from the hold person spell. 16 and 21

Artemis fires 2 bolts that plunge into the Wyverns hide, dealing decent damage against it, but this draws its attention toward him. Lashing out with its tail and bite, it manages to deal 21 points of piercing damage to him, but his overall hardiness is enough to resist the poisoning.

The red dragonborn throws his javelins, but the rain is just enough to make the javelins slippery and it messes up his aim.

The green dragonborn in the midst of picking up the box is broken away from his stun, but that is his turn. The other dragonborn closest to the hole, is now frozen, and prone on the ground.

Cal is up, and then Kyra.

The wood elf snarls in pain as the Wyvern's teeth sink into his flesh, and he feels a dangerous pulse throb painfully in his circulatory system as the creature's venom threatens to poison him. Artemis clenches his teeth and physically wills himself to subdue the sensation, and thankfully he can feel the strength of the toxin ebb from his veins. Still, the elf bleeds profusely and reels from the attack. He lets fly an oath in Slyvan so foul that it'd stop a grown man in his tracks, but he reigns in his temper and hones his focus, all targeted at the foe before him.

The weight of his crossbow in his hand is comforting, an anchor against the turbulent thrashing of the world. Artemis grips the weapon's handle tightly, and prepares for the next round.

OOC: Any allies within 10ft of Calinar get +3 to all saving throws