Upon reaching "camp", Ozzariem dismounts. Before his companions start to get out their trail rations, he stretches forth his hands. "Allow me to provide your sustenance, and though some of us may not be able to digest it, it will still benefit us."

He spreads his hands wide, and in a flash, he summons forth a great feast, including a magnificent table, chairs, service, and food and drink.

After the meal, he settles down before the campfire. He sits cross-legged upon the ground, his elbows resting upon his thighs. His forearms are stretched away from his body and his hands are palm-up. His strange, lidless eyes show no indication of being open or closed. He seems to be humming slightly.

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using Warpriest ability: Heroes Feast

Every creature partaking of the feast is cured of all diseases, sickness, and nausea; becomes immune to poison for 12 hours; and gains 1d8 temporary hit points +1 point per two caster levels (maximum +10) after imbibing the nectar-like beverage that is part of the feast. The ambrosial food that is consumed grants each creature that partakes a +1 morale bonus on attack rolls and Will saves and immunity to fear effects for 12 hours.

Meditating for new spells. Will actually "acquire" them at first light/dawn, which seems appropriate to Oz.

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(1d20+22)[28]