Devaguea just sighed as the owlbear roared, before shaking his head as he followed behind the dwarf. "Clearly, not only are the gods hypocrites, they are petty, easily amused, and hate me."<br/><br/>He rounded the corner, and immediately flung a ball of slush into the owlbear's side, before continuing to the side to let the others get into the fight.<br/><br/>attack 14 (+3)<br/>damage 11 (3d6 cold)<br/>DC 15 of be staggered for 1 round