@Canti: I don't mind idiotic commands from time to time, but just keep in mind that you are commanding the characters' actions, not their feelings.

@Ae: It has been decided that our old friend Fooruman shall accompany us on our unknown mission.

And as for the rest of you, PoV is back to Uberbob, but it'll change again soon enough. Now let's get back to the action!

"Now, don't take my decision personally," I said to the three living legends, and Fooruman. "I love you all the same, it's just that I can only stand one of you tagging around me and cramping my style all the time. And that lucky loser is..." I paused, so as to seem dramatic, then blurted out, "FOORUMAN!"
"W00T!" Fooruman exclaimed. He rowed over to me, gave me a high-five, then executed a victory donut in his canoe. For some reason the other four losers in my posse seemed very depressed now, but I decided that it was okay because we now had Fooruman!
L33tz4n sighed and slithered over to Scholar Sam. She bowed respectfully and addressed him, "Scholar Sam. N1ce to see you ag@in."
"Well, if it isn't my star pupil!" Sam said with a smile. "How are your summoning arts coming along?"
"Very w3ll, thank you. I n0ticed you've taken up summoning, yours3lf."
"Why yes," he said as he adjusted his spectacles. "I suppose you could say I have a general thirst for knowledge. And by the way, how about a quick lesson in summoning, for old time's sake?"
"You'll teach m3 Manifest Density?!" L33tz4n asked excitedly.
"Well... no. I'm afraid that's a bit advanced for someone with your level of skill, but I could teach you to summon the Arabian War Acupuncturist."
My ears perked up as I overheard this offer. I shuffled through the snow, tripped over Solstice's angel hat and landed on top of Leetz4n. "Summon?!" I called out with my face buried in the slush.
"Erm, yes," said Sam. "I could teach her the summon, but it will require skill, determination, and a sing-along. Are you sure you want to put her through that?"