Devaguea blinked, before snorting a bit of flame. "Is that the stabby sort of help, or the specialist sort of help? Actually,  flame it, everyone goes. Less overall running and screaming. Hopefully. Shut up, I can be an optimist."<br/><br/>He led the group that wasn't trained in owlbear handling after the two that presumably were, and had the rest of the group wait outside and to the side, ready to charge to the rescue.