Unbidden, the airship falls off to port and slows slightly, letting the Mourning-warped construct pull ahead. "Cap'n, I 'unno what that was, but my ring's ringin' and my hull's creakin'," Bobb says in your minds, a tinge of dull panic in his 'voice'. "Could'ya not do that again, or have that not do that again, or somethin' like that?!"

"Great, NOW I can't see OR hear."

That drops me to -9. I'm out.

"Well, so much for diplomacy"

Doc points his finger at an area that is on the opposite side of the dragon from the boat and at least 30' from the boat.

He mutters, "this should get its attention at least."

"Heavenly fire! Cleanse this beast!!"

((Assuming he can find an aim point that will hit the dragon, but not the boat also, if he cant, he doesn't cast...Fireball 24 points))

The creatures screams in pain once again. "AGONY!"

It reels toward the ground.

((Sammi? Sigil?))

"I'm still blind, but I can try charging towards it screaming and waving my swords. That should distract it for someone else to attack."

(( reels as in 'plumetting out of control and going to crash', or ' diving to attack the stupid man who just burnt me'? ))

((The latter.))

"Can we just kill it? I mean, I can't see it, but I can sure as hell hear it, so I can probably do something!"