Once again curses flew past the clerics lips as the mages let loose with their searing rays, the one that struck keiros was off center and he did not worry about that man much. However the one that struck him forced the air from his lungs in shock and forced him to one knee in momentary, yet blinding pain.It was not often the cleric was posesed of rightious anger, but this was one such time. Small residual wisps of flame spat and curled from his finger tips as he rose back to his feet.<br/><br/><strong>"may the goddess take you"</strong>he spat before a small bead shot from the extended poit of his right index finger. the small object lancing forward to propel itself to a point between the two boats that would cause the most damage before blossoming into a large fireball to engulf as many as he could in the holy flames of Sarenrae.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Actions</div><div class="spoiler_body">Domian spell cast: Fireball.. level 3. Save dc 18. reflex half. damage delt At 2011-07-03 17:37:19, isengrad (uid: 10132) rolls: 5d6 Result: 16 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=28905) </div></div>