A means to deliver a pointed message...
An incarnation of Laserbeak, and condor/cyborgs for the Cosmic Era
Rumors of gold and more, spoken on the wind draw the greedy to their doom.
Out of all lifeforms on this planet, none is more feared than the insidious Moadi-Bird.
Seek Not the Moadi-Bird
In the middle of an unimportant combat with some bandits a burst of wild magic transforms all of the PCs and their opponents in to random animals and monsters. They retain their intelligence (though not, of course, the ability of speech). They can either carry on the combat in their new forms, panic, or otherwise react how they see best. After about an hour, they return, unharmed, to their normal form.