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Fort Save 14: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
The crow shakes his head but is not affected by the screaming undead, and notices undead and spiders all around both him and his apparently deaf charge. The cassassian angel wonders how he will communicate proper tactics to a deaf man.


While Brandon is on Jellena's shoulder, he is providing Lesser Protective Aura and will use his breath weapon when necessary.

Lesser Protective Aura (Su):
A cassisian has a lesser form of the protective aura possessed by more powerful angels. This protective aura grants the cassisian a +2 deflection bonus to its AC against evil foes, and a +2 resistance bonus on all saving throws made against evil effects or spells cast by evil creatures. This aura extends to a radius of 5 feet, but can only benefit one additional creature other than the cassisian at any one time. A cassisian’s protective aura is fragile, and as soon as an evil creature successfully strikes the cassisian, or as soon as the cassisian fails a saving throw against an evil source, its protective aura fades away and is no longer applicable. The cassisian can reactivate its protective aura by spending 1 minute concentrating upon the task.


With a little hesitation, the crow on Joe's shoulder floats down from his shoulder to an empty spot on the table, then transforms into a small black pug. The celestial sniffs the bowl with trepidation, then begins to lap up the bowl's contents.


The celestial-in-crow's-clothing pecks the paladin's scalp hard for a second time.
"Ouch! THEY KNOW I WAS KIDDING, BRANDON!!"..Jeez! Joe moans as he holds his tender head.
"So, guys? Did you see The Mistress in the Demon Gate? She disappeared where the gate faded away. What happened to you guys over there?"


Knowledge (planes): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
Brandon fluttered on Joe's shoulder, equally alarmed by the gunslinger's transformation. The crow whispered something in Celestial in the paladin's ear.

Celestial:
"If that really is Artemis, he has definitely changed into a outsider. Not evil. But still. I'm not sure how to council you further."


Excalibur bane of Undead wrote:
As Brandon checks, and finds a few auras in the rubble next to the library 30 feet away and about 20 feet down, somehow...

Brandon communicates this information to the Night Hawks in Truespeak.


As Joe ran from the table, Brandon, in crow form, was blown off the paladin's shoulder. The cassissan angel waited just outside the bedroom where Joe sat hunched over his phone. Solemn, Brandon transforms into his black pug form and walks up to the grieving paladin's lap and sits down, getting occasional hugs and pets from the distraught human.


The cassissian angel changes forms from crow to black pug and buries himself under the covers near Ryada's waist.


Ryada wrote:
As the crow lands she is visibly startled as she jumps a good inch or two. Taking a breath to steady herself she relays quietly, "I... I don't know. I am not hurt but my insides feel all twisted up, so anxious and all wrong."

Brandon erupts with a loud caw! "Healers! Ryada needs healers!" The cassassian angel continues to jump up and down, waiting for assistance.


Sense Motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
As Joe is speaking excitedly with the exalted warlock. Brandon turns his head to look at the bard.
Leaping into flight, the cassassian angel in crow feathers lands near the elf maiden, and asks in Truespeak quietly.
"Ryada? Is anything wrong?"


The cassassian angel, in it's favored form of a crow, begins a barely contained tirade at the paladin in Truespeak.
"JOSEPH ALAN WASKALIS!! YOU ARE MY CHARGE! IT'S MY JOB TO PROTECT YOU AS MUCH AS I AM ABLE! AND I CAN'T DO THAT WHEN YOU JUMP INTO STRANGE OOZES WITHOUT ME!" The feathered companion seems to take a breath then continues. "I appreciate the gesture, but I will stick by you like glue. Imagine! Standing before The Mistress, without a charge, so soon after receiving my first! Shameful!" Brandon finished with a huff.


As sword and wielder bicker, Brandon takes flight, flapping his wings to hover near Joe at all times, extending the angel's Lesser Protection Aura to the paladin.

Lesser Protective Aura (Su):

A cassisian has a lesser form of the protective aura possessed by more powerful angels. This protective aura grants the cassisian a +2 deflection bonus to its AC against evil foes, and a +2 resistance bonus on all saving throws made against evil effects or spells cast by evil creatures. This aura extends to a radius of 5 feet, but can only benefit one additional creature other than the cassisian at any one time. A cassisian’s protective aura is fragile, and as soon as an evil creature successfully strikes the cassisian, or as soon as the cassisian fails a saving throw against an evil source, its protective aura fades away and is no longer applicable. The cassisian can reactivate its protective aura by spending 1 minute concentrating upon the task.


The disguised cassissian angel bows with reverence on Joe's shoulder as Jellena channels The Mistress's Words.
Before the paladin's countdown, Brandon hops to rest on the cleric's left shoulder, giving Joe the room he needs to strike the unhallowed earth.


Ryada wrote:
”I like how Night Hawks rolls off the tongue, you could even say a crow is a night hawk. Our new maskot.” The last sentence aimed at the crow and went to brush Brandon.

Brandon instinctively casts detect evil on the elven bard. If Ryada does not 'bing' as evil, the cassassian angel hesitantly leans his head toward the outstretched hand for pets, looking to Joe for confirmation and guidance, never being petted before.


The crow on Joe's shoulder bows to both Frank and Artemis. "A pleasure to meet you both." Looking to Joe, Brandon comments, "What a diverse array of abilities and callings we have at our disposal", Brandon speaks in a deep authoritative bass. "I look forward to seeing this team combat the forces of evil together!"
Brandon looks around the room, inquisitively, as if looking for someone.
"Joseph, I thought we were to meet another of our number? I wish to meet the Redeemed One."


The angelic familiar flew from door frame to open door several times to watch his manic charge's transformation.
After Joe returned to the mirror to admire himself, Brandon looked down from the open door at the paladin and spoke.
"Congratulations, Joseph, on your more battle-ready, youthful self", the cassissian angel began with a cold flat tone. "But you must now be ever on guard against the capital vice of pride. Many young paladins have fallen into that snare and never returned!"


Adorned with feathers so black they nearly absorb all light around them, the crow turns to bow to both bard and cleric, bowing deepest to Jellena.
"Greetings, mortals."

Knowledge (planes) or Sense Motive 10:
The crow before you is making words with a beak that can't shape his mouth to utter those words. The angel is using Truespeech (Su) to communicate in this form.

"I look forward to destroying the forces of evil and undead along side you." Brandon speaks with a deep, gloomy voice of authority.
Excalibur bane of Undead wrote:

Rather sarcastically the sword burst out, "Oh! It is nice to meet you "Brandon"! You both can easily hear the air quotes and then it begins to laugh.

Once he regains his laughter be it after you open the door or not he then states, "Oh the Crow, well I guess it will have to do. "Brandon"!" Oh this is going to be fun!"

Brandon shuffles on Joe's shoulder to look directly at Excalibur's handle. After a few seconds of intense staring, the crow jabs the magical sword hard with it's beak.