<em>And that ques the big damn hero moment.</em><br/><br/>He then activated his portion of the link, as he slotted a trio of preselected wands into the staff.<em>I am on it. Turning the undead over to the party, and moving to search and destroy giants. Likely be forced to engage the dragon and any flying creatures as well, so consider myself busy until further notice. Suspending link to others until giants destroyed and safely back in the town. Good hunting everyone!</em><br/><br/>He stood up, and looked to the others. "Giants to the south, too far for archers. I have to deal with them. So I expect to be busy for quiet some time. Catch up with you later. Cerulean, you have control of the undead. Just give them an order, like attack hobgoblins, and they will do so until they are destroyed."<br/><br/>He took a deep breath, holding the artifact staff in front of him, before his form blurred, this time not into that of a dragon, but to that of a hideous visage, nine eye stalks poking out of his main orb of a body, and a single huge eye, closed at the moment, in the center of the floating orb, above a huge, jagged toothed maw. He snorted before rumbling, "Ick, beholders. If they weren't so useful, I wouldn't be considering them as a viable alternative to a dragon."<br/><br/>With that grumble of protest, he floated upwards, vanishing into the gloom, one eye stalk wrapped around the staff. He then cast dimension door, appearing directly above the giants, considering which eye beam to use before deciding to open with the artifact staff, using the wands in the staff to blast the area with a fireball, a good opener. He then activated what would appear to be mage armor, shield, protection from arrows, and all sorts of spells that a mage would use to keep himself safe, knowing that he was now a beacon for anything that could sense magic.