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Indeed.

Floating back away from the fray, the airy druid only watches impassively as his companions go to work.

“This feathered thing is obviously not calling the shots. Who do I have to kill so the rest of you will just hand command over?”

"Tha dog." Timtenzekil quips back, before waving a hand to summon fire, careful to avoid catching Warpac or Penny.

Flame Strike, DC19 Reflex: 10d6 ⇒ (5, 3, 1, 3, 4, 6, 6, 6, 2, 1) = 37
SR Check if needed: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15 I don't think I have anything to reroll that with, as it's not an ability check or anything.

Dang it, I told myself not to forget Inspire Courage since the Saving Finale was rejected and yet I still did. That's what I get for posting after two slots and half a bottle of wine.

Timtenzekil floats back over, seeing his spells being negligibly effective. "Rip and tear, Penny." he commands, touching her shoulder. The magic causes her to swell to double her size, allowing her to galumph forward to bite at the Emissary.

Animal Growth cast.

Will Save: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (12) + 15 = 27

"Tha's cute..." Tim grumbles.

As he reaches the roof, Tim weaves his airy arms in ritualistic forms, summoning a flurry of snow at the Emissary.

Flurry of Snowballs Cold Damage: 4d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 5, 1) = 13 DC17 Reflex Save for half.

"Let's go get it, Penny." With that command, Timtenzekil leads the way up towards the rooftops.

"Stick wit' me, Penny." Tim orders, striding forward cautiously.

"Steady girl, wit' me." Tim soothes the owlbear, watching the sky.

"Bring it, girl!" Timtenzekil calls, leading the triumphant owlbear back through the wake of the chase.

"Time ta be done wit' this." As the dog streaks away, Tim speaks airy words of power. Greenish brown miasma burst over the animal, filling the air with a foul rotting vegetation smell.

Burst of Rot: 10d6 ⇒ (5, 5, 3, 2, 6, 5, 5, 3, 2, 4) = 40 DC19 Reflex to halve and negate stagger.
Stagger Duration: 1d4 ⇒ 4

Timtenzekil is moving 70ft thanks to Greater Longstrider.

"I'd better get after 'em before Penny gits led outta town." Timtenzekil discorporates into the whirling shape of an air elemental and zips through the streets after the fleeing pair.

"No more tricks." the oread mutters, flicking his fingers to summon green fire all around the dog.

Fairie Fire to prevent any invisibility or concealment.

"Penny. Fetch." Timtenzekil commands with a wide, rocky grin.

"Very well trained, ta be sitting calmly like tha'." Tim turns and makes a finger wiggling motion.

"It's na safe, no. Best ye stay inside while we deal wit' it." Timtenzekil answers, taking a moment to weave a ward on Theodric as asked now that he has a moment. Finished with the spell, he turns away and approaches the unusual sight. "'ere now, what're ye doing out 'n about then?" he calls to the stray dog.

Handle Animal: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (18) + 12 = 30

Timtenzekil touches Penny's skin and summons protective bark once more.

Going to wait maybe 4-5 minutes and then apply acid maw, strong jaw, bull's strength, and finally death ward. CL10 should give a few minutes to work with once combat starts.

"Anyone else need a ward?"

Tim will have everyone covered in life bubble once it gets down to about an hour out. Do we know any energy damage it might use? Communal resist can be cast once it's imminent.

Got the go ahead in the Hangout chat.

Seeing Nalan fall from an obviously fatal wound, Timtenzekil springs up to the massive body. "Be ready, in case 'e wakes up!" he warns, sapphires on his glove shining as he activates the magic.

Breath of Life: 5d8 + 9 ⇒ (3, 6, 1, 4, 5) + 9 = 28

Do we want Tim to try to save him with breath of life? It would risk prolonging the fight unless Penny can bludgeon him unconscious.

Seeing little space to be of use in, the rocky druid stomps quickly out through the common room to step in front of Tycho. Moving up just enough to be a speed bump, he raises his shield to ward off Giant Nalan.

Move action and Total Defense.

"Penny, playtime!" Timtenzekil barks the command out, before patting the owlbears flesh with an accompanying incantation.

Barkskin along with a command to attack for nonlethal.

"He eat anythin' tha mighta been off?" Timtenzekil ponders aloud, before smacking his head lightly. "No offense, Dalviss, just wondering."

With the change in spells, Tim and Penny have greater longstrider extended and Penny has extended GMF. Further buffs will come when the Emissary is closer.

Spells updated.

"I don't think we caught 'er name, come ta think o' it. Asked around town a bit before we found a lady that recommended ya." Timtenzekil speaks up, shrugging his shoulders.

"Aye, tha sounds best."

Tim can prepare another Death Ward if needed. He'll cover Penny and one other and then stay the hell back as much as possible. I'm not sure how effective his spells will be but he can provide buffs.

The Emissary is approaching rapidly. It is hurtling towards Dustpawn, and will be there in a little over 24 hours.

"Don't worry 'bout a thing Mongo, we'll get you a nice dream ta clear up that issue." Tim's airy smile is less than reassuring, more comical. "D' we think it best to rest here or make fer town first?"

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20 Handy, that.

"Time ta prepare for doomsday then."

"Aww hells, 'ere we go ag'in!" Timtenzekil readies to cast carry companion if Penny manages to keep her mind straight.

Confusion: 1d100 ⇒ 4

Will Save: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (9) + 15 = 24

"Can they be killed? Cause it sounds like we are gonna hafta kill it." Tim sighs.

"...yer WHAT now?" The wispy depressions serving as Timtenzekil's face regard the captain with apparent incredulity.

"Hrm. Tha thing needs ta die." Reaching down, he pats Penny on the head, magical energy surging through her muscles. "Penny. Kill." he commands, pointing at the demon.

Bull's Strength on Penny.

Timtenzekil floats along above the party, Penny following along with only soft 'mnars'.

"Tha mad frog don't seem much use. Mebbe if we can fix the mutation he'll regain some sense. " Timtenzekil muses, floating around the magical contraption. "What we need do now is figure out this emissary thing. And check the rest o' this ship."

Knowledge Geography Aid: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

Bah, fine. Same result either way.

"Good girl, Penny, Na keep an eye on 'im." Letting the limp form slowly sprawl on the floor, he looks up at the orrery. "Suppose this is wha we need to deal wit'?

Grapple to Pin, Higher Ground, Inspired: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 2 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 10 + 1 + 2 + 5 = 21

Timtenzekil tries to tuck the captain's head under his arm, his airy arms slipping slightly.

"Penny, come say hello to tha new friend!" Whooshing into the room, the bundle of air reaches out to grab hold of the captain.

Unimproved Grapple, Higher Ground, Inspired: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 10 + 1 + 2 = 24

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (18) + 15 = 33

"Anyone see anything we need in there?"

"Oh well, give 'em time."

Assuming nothing interrupts him, Timtenzekil sweeps the room with detect magic from a safe distance.

"Shoulda prepared for more ghosties..." Tim mutters to himself, sailing around the room to approach the dream beast from the far side. "Penny, back off!" he calls, assuming a fighting stance and making some threatening swings.

Aid Another to Warpac's Attack: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 9 + 2 = 20

Positioned to provide Mongo with flanking as well. Sadly can't do any damage unless he burns more spells.

"Ow. Ow. Ow." The air grunts in pain as all three sharp points find their mark. "Better me than any other, I guess." Floating backwards, he weaves a spell that tinges his form with orange.

Blessings of the Salamander to help ease that damage hopefully. For better or worse, all of Penny's buffs are CL10.

Timtenzekil waits, watching for Penny's reaction to the mental fog.

Delay, going to roll confusion and see what Penny does.

Will Save Reroll: 1d20 + 15 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 15 + 5 = 40

Shaking off the mental fugue, Timtenzekil prepares to cast his carry companion spell. "C'mon girl, lemme put you under a bit!"