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Morfumax edges his way forward a little bit to get a clearer view of the beast.

Morfumax lets the words flow with force: "veneficio faeculo"

Magic Missile: no attack roll,
damage is 2x(1d4+1) rolls: 1,3 -> (6 damage)
both missiles aimed at the beast

Morfumax wills the Hound to appear near the back of the row of gnolls, hoping that it will get in behind them, ending them swiftly. With the gnolls out of the way, the dwarves will be more able to mop up.

"Combat is a spectator sport. Hooray for being a wizard," Morfumax thinks to himself.

Attack roll for hound: 7 (+5)
Damage: 6 (+5 more)

Morfumax sees that the gnolls are no match for the large beast at the moment and this is probably his best chance at a show.

Running his hands through the familiar motions, he chants
"...efocare caelifae siraem..."
Summon II -> Celestial Hound

Morfumax edges closer to the battle, staying quiet for the moment. He prepares to jump in if anyone directs their attention towards him or the tide of the battle turns too much on the side of the gnolls and/or beast.

ready to cast summon II (celestial hound)

"Those gnolls killed my fun, quite literally. What spoilsports," Morfumax mumbled to himself.

A good chance to play the hero, and maybe, if I'm lucky (which I am) I'll be able to join up with these travelers for an adventure

Morfumax approaches slowly and carefully, doing his best to not step on branches and twigs along the way... but is apparently still a bit dazed from the glitter

As he creeps, he looks for anything that he may be able to use to his advantage blind, dazed fool

Rolls:
Initiative: 14
Stealth: 6
Spot: 6