GM Crunch and the Return of the Arclord's Envy (Inactive)

Game Master Saving Cap'n Crunch

At the insistence of the gnome Venture-Captain Sebnet Sanserkoht, you stand in Nexus House. In Quantium, capital city of the magically powerful Nex, it obviously lends itself to some strange and awesome magical design. Though smaller and second to the Grand Lodge, its architecture puts even the foremost Pathfinder lodge to shame. Even the massive hallway of an antechamber! A waterfall flows in reverse from the floor to the ceiling at the end of the hall, framing a marble statue of a bookish middle-aged Taldan man tenderly holding the hand of a smirking Vudrani woman with a long, thick braid of hair.

-.. --- -

In the center of the arcane opulence that is the Nexus House stands a diminutive figure, her bronze-hued skin and dark hair all the more striking given her sky-blue tunic and green leggings, the bright streaks of gold through her hair, and a prodigious collection of bangles along each forearm. She throws up her arms in welcome with a metallic jangle. “Pathfinders! Welcome to Nexus House! I’m Sebnet, one of the Vash-Vatom—Sebnet Sanserkoht, I mean, introductions and all.”

Without waiting for a response, she gestures and leads the way through one of the stone archways into a wide hallway before turning around and proceeding right back through the same archway into a comfortable sitting room, speaking all the while. “Thank you for helping — you’re here to help, right? Of course you are, you wouldn’t be here if you weren’t. Do you know who the Arclords of Nex are? One of them helps us access all kinds of delightful artifacts and relics, or at least we did, until he turned up stomped flat on the bottom of one of the Quantium golems’ feet the other day.

"Can you imagine? The poor fellow is still there. We might have to go get him, see, because he’s been murdered, and we’ve been commissioned to handle the preliminary investigation. We don’t know who’s responsible, but we know that the Arclord — his name is Kefanes Ahmakt — just got his shiny hands on a new book. Well a really old book, actually, it’s one written by Nex himself, and so it’s both quite valuable and also something that a lot of other people might want. Especially other Arclords. So the Nexian guard brought it here for safekeeping.” She points at an ancient, tattered folio in a glass case on a table to one side of the room.

“So! The obvious places to start looking are Kefanes’s workshop, which is being watched by the Nexian guard, but they’ll let you in if you tell them you’re working for the Society. And then you’ll probably want to examine Kefanes himself, so you’ll have to find the golem who’s giving him a ride around the city and perform some kind of extraction. Oh, that sounds like so much fun! I wish I could come with you! Anyway, while you’re doing that, and anything else that seems reasonable based on what you find out there, I’ll be here going through that old book to see if I can find something to tell us who might have wanted it so much. Come back here once you’ve checked things out, and we’ll have dinner and compare notes. All right? Did I forget anything? Do you have any questions?”

A tiny figure clad in shining, almost silver looking half-plate stands in the middle of the hallyway gazing at all the granduer in amazement. As his head moves about, it just emphasises how badly the bright steel of his armor clashes with the deep green of his skin. His eyes finally fix upon the statue at the end of the antechamber. Wondering who the statues represent, he adjusts the bluging pack on his shoulders and the shield on his arm.

As he finally catches sight of Sebnet and gives an enthusiastic wave and a somewhat toothy smile. "Hello there! You wouldn't know who those people at the end of the hallway are? They seem really important!"

The armored goblin stops and listens to Sebnet's introduction, before reaching out a hand for a shake, "I'm Ogren Wal, a devout follower of Sarenrae! Also what's a 'Rash-Baton' anywa..." His voices trails off as the small woman moves on. With a shrug, he follows her through the arch, a slight glint of annoyance showing as she just turns back around. The annoyance soon melts into amazement as the room turns out to be a completely different room.

The goblin keeps one ear cocked towards the rambling pathfinder and both eyes trained on the arch, giving only the barest hints he's even listening. "Mhmm.... No, I don't... Oh that's terrible..." Clearly contemplating going back through the arch to see what happens Ogren stops up short, one arm through the arch, at the mention of murder. His attention rivets back on Mrs. Bash-Va-watchamacallit, and listens to the rest of what she says intently.

After her briefing, he adds, "I do have a few questions. First, he probably got murdered over the book, but any ideas who might be intrerested in such a book? Second, why don't you come with us? Is being a Bash-Bottom mean you're reeeaaallly busy? Finally, why are Ke- Ke- Kevains hands 'shiny'?"

Sebnet smiles at the goblin. "You're an inquisitive little fellow! I like that," she says, though she stands a few inches shorter. "Well, those statues are the founders of Nexus House, Adolphus and Princess Ganjay. Fine mages, I've heard. A Rash-Baton sounds like something I wouldn't want to be hit with, but a Vash-Vatom is just a venture-captain of this very lodge. Someone borrowed it from a different book by Nex; it sounded so official, see. Venture-Captain may not have even been a title back then.

"Who might want the book? Who wouldn't? Even if you don't care for the material, which is quite boring, honestly, it's worth a fair amount, see! Just a bunch of angry letters from Nex to a golem factory. But the great wizard wrote it, so it's not just expensive. Some probably think there's some deeper meaning to it. Maybe there is!"

The gnome's face falls a little at Ogren's next question. "You know the Mana Wastes, a bit south of here? Sometimes magic doesn't work there, or it goes off all bungled up. One time, I was drinking a healing potion when I got hit with a bunch of negative energy and raw magic. Now pretty much anything meant to heal - living or undead - just hurt more. Not very conducive to field work." As quickly as it dropped, her grin returns. "But then I got promoted, so I'm always busy, with interesting things. So it evens out, see?

Kefanes has - had - shiny hands because he was a shabti. No need to say it, you'll probably pronounce it all weird - it's annoying and cute at the same time. A shabti is a being magically made by someone rich. They're supposed to serve out any punishment their creator would receive in the afterlife. Some of them break free and live normal lives, at least until they’re dead. Case in point, Kefanes."

Everyone can make Diplomacy (Gather Information) or Society (Recall Knowledge) checks regarding Nex (the guy and his country).

The dwarf studies the room, nodding in appreciation at the stonework, masonry, and architecture. He makes an imposing sight, clad in a finely crafted (though worn and dinged) breastplate and carrying a heavy warhammer, a shortbow, and a spiked steel shield, he looks fit for battle. Which he is at a moment's notice.

He bows low to Sebnet, his long, braided beard touching the floor. "I am Halgir, of the Ironanvil clan from the Five Mountains. I am honored to be here with you today."

He follows along throughout the briefing, but a frown of puzzlement crosses his face. "He was murdered for the book, but the thief didn't manage to take it? Doesn't sound like much of a burglar to me... don't the best burglars leave everyone alive?"

The elf is as fascinated by the waterfall as the goblin. He wears a simple jerkin and leggings in woodland colors, and carries a longbow and arrows, but no other weapons.

He bows at the waist to Sebnet as well, his hand on his heart. "I am delighted to meet you, Sebnet. I am Elgolion."

He watches Sebnet with sharp eyes that betray a keen intelligence, nodding along with all she shares. He smiles at Halgir's question before adding one of his own "How did Kefanes come to be on the bottom of the golem's foot?"

Can't tell if you meant to do two checks or not. Going to be hard to remember not to take 10.

diplomacy, Nex the dude: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

diplomacy, Nex the place: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

Ogren nods along to Sebnet's explanation of the title and stays intent through her describing of the book, but looks a little disappointed that the book proved to be so mundane.

The gnome's face falls a little at Ogren's next question. "You know the Mana Wastes, a bit south of here? Sometimes magic doesn't work there, or it goes off all bungled up. One time, I was drinking a healing potion when I got hit with a bunch of negative energy and raw magic. Now pretty much anything meant to heal - living or undead - just hurt more. Not very conducive to field work." As quickly as it dropped, her grin returns. "But then I got promoted, so I'm always busy, with interesting things. So it evens out, see?

Ogren's smile also fades in commiseration. "Oh, I think I can understand that a little. My great-aunt once moved into a chocolate warehouse and decided to live off nothing but chocolate for a month. She ate so much, the smell of it started to make her sick, but she her body got so used to it she has to eat some everyday or she's can't keep any food down. She hates it. It must be tough for you to have to stay here and not get to go yourself! If you want, I tell good stories!"

Kefanes has - had - shiny hands because he was a shabti. No need to say it, you'll probably pronounce it all weird - it's annoying and cute at the same time. A shabti is a being magically made by someone rich. They're supposed to serve out any punishment their creator would receive in the afterlife. Some of them break free and live normal lives, at least until they’re dead. Case in point, Kefanes."

"He had ... shiny money hands? Oh, I'd love to meet one of those sha- sha- shiny people! Imagine how many orphanages they could save with their money hands!"

He gives the two larger people in the part a smile as they introduce themselves. He tries to stiffle a small laugh at the dwarf's beard when he bows. "It must be difficult to keep that beard clean, Hold-, Hall, uhh can I call you Hal? It certainly suits you, though! I've always wished I could grow one too. I think it'd help make people take me more seriously."

He then gives Elgolin a good look, slightly worried that the man has next to no weapons on him and very light armor only. I might have to make sure he stays protected... "So, uh, El-go-lion, know what I'll just call you El, where are you from?"

Diplomacy(Gather Info) Nex: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18

"He was murdered for the book, but the thief didn't manage to take it? Doesn't sound like much of a burglar to me... don't the best burglars leave everyone alive?"

"Maybe this burglar didn't like Kefanes," Sebnet muses, after nodding to acknowledge Halgir's greeting. "Or they killed him when they couldn't get to the book, or the fact they did so prevented them from finding it. They brought the book - Collected Directives - to us soon after the murder. Didn't even tell us where the thing was when it went down, how it was guarded. Another piece of the puzzle for you to divine, see?"

"How did Kefanes come to be on the bottom of the golem's foot?"

"I assume he was tossed under there after being killed. To mask the evidence? I heard tell there was a golem involved in the attack, but not a Quantium golem. No one's controlled those two since Nex, when he made them. And they just follow his old orders, walk around the city and mash any problems into pulp. Besides, they're massive." The gnome points over the statues' heads, as if to indicate the Quantium golems are taller than the 20-foot sculpture.

"He had ... shiny money hands? Oh, I'd love to meet one of those sha- sha- shiny people! Imagine how many orphanages they could save with their money hands!"

"Maybe those who had learned a lesson from being created to serve someone else's sentence! Not Kefanes, though. He'd always be making deals, see. Probably why most didn't like him to some degree - not enough to kill him, mind you."

Ogren, having traveled about in his time, has heard some things about Nex's hierarchy.

A beard would cover up yer ugly goblin face. Halgir thinks, but keeps it to himself. Goblins. Hmph. The pointy ears aren't so bad he thinks, giving Elgolion a side eye maybe gobbies will turn out sim'lar.
"Nice to meetcha. Hal is fine." Is all he says out loud.

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Halgir grunts noncommittally to the VC. "We will try to figure it out."

Elgolion smiles at the goblin. "Yes, you may call me El. I come from far, far away."

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"Will we have any trouble getting the body off of the golem? Are there any laws or customs about the golem that we should be aware of?"

Ah, what the heck I'm in. I originally dropped, cause I thought I was way behind cause I didn't know this started. But we haven't even had a single combat yet
diplomacy Nex: 9 + 1d20 ⇒ 9 + (11) = 20 What can you tel me about this guy?

Could've sworn I made this post earlier. I'll take us to the site of the first encounter shortly, but won't start until we have a full party.

Mordack is aware of about the same information as Ogren, if from different sources.

Sebnet ponders over Elgolion's questions for a moment. "No laws that I can think of. But there'll be plenty of trouble. You'll have to be quick and clandestine about it. I was joking - a bit - about the 'smashing to pulp' thing, though it could try if it keeps seeing you. It'll probably start off with some warning swats, but those have got to hurt too! Can't be such a giant without that trouble, see?"

"Well, I think that'll be all," Sebnet says, handing over a piece of parchment. "I'm sending at least one more agent to help. This map should get you to his workplace. That's where the murder went down. Seems like a good place to start. There'll be guards; just tell them you're Pathfinders. And if you find a stopping point by sunset, our table provides an excellent meal every day!"

It isn't a long walk to Kefanes' workshop. The squat building lies between a poor and an "affordable" section of town. In front, two Nexian guards idly shoo away passersby. They look up when they see you. "With the Society? You look it," one woman says. "The name's Zanhanal, and he's Eiab.

"Our best people bound the golem down with cords, but it won't stay down for long. Maybe they could beat it, but there'd be a fair bit more damage to the scene. Hopefully you can do it faster." She ushers you closer to the entrance before Eiab cuts in. "Whatever you do, don't electrocute it. That sort of thing fixes the thrice-damned machine. And it's immune to most other magic, too. Gave our elite guard a fair bit of trouble. Some sorts affect it, but we weren't quite sure which."

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Ogren gives Sebnet a smile and picks up the parchment. "We'll keep an eye out for the other agents! Oh, and me and Hal and El and Mor will be sure to find whoever killed Mr. Shiny-Money-Hands and be back in time for dinner! A good goblin never turns down a free dinner, and I want to believe I'm one of the better ones!" He gives the slightly-shorter-than-him woman a proper, venture captain salute, and then heads out the door.

In the alleyway he takes a good long look at the map, then points in a direction. "Workshop's thataway!" He starts walking before hitting a crossroads with another alley, turning the map around and doing an about face. "Nope Workshop's THAT-away!" As they group moves he chatters away about all that he'd heard about Nex from his travels. Feel free to read the spoiler!

In front of the building, having only gotten the group lost a little, Ogren gives the tall guards a big smile. "Nice to meet you Eiab, Zanhanal! My name is Ogren. Thanks for keeping the place safe and just keeping people safe and letting us help you catch the dastardly person who murdered Ke- Kef- Mr. Shiny-Money-Hands! Also thanks for subuing... Lem? Is Lem in there? But Lem never does things like that. Did something happen to him? Or did I mishear things?"

Diplomacy, Make an impression: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14

"We'll take care of the construct first. Should be the easiest part, eh pointy ears? Gob--er, Ogren?"

Elgolion looks around at the party's various weapons and signifiers of arcane might. "Yes, I do not think the construct will be a problem for us. After you, master dwarf?" He draws his longbow.

"O' course!" Halgir cheers, donning his sword and shield. He moves up to the door, ready to open it and move in when everyone else is ready

Eiab and Zanhanal let you in and go back to watching the door. "Good luck, and don't let it smash the place - or you."

This airy workshop might have once been a pleasant, tidy space, but the room is now a chaotic disaster. Scorch marks mar the stone just inside the doorway, and sharp, dark-gray metallic shards lie scattered over the tiles. The equipment and tools on the table are now nothing more than a smashed jumble of glass, wood, and metal. The contents of the bookshelves lie strewn throughout the room, and streaks of dried blood mark the site of a deadly encounter. In the center of the room, a badly damaged flesh golem bound with sturdy silk rope twitches, groans, and strains against its bonds.

As you enter the room, its struggles only increase. The cords won't hold for long!

You have 1d4 ⇒ 4 rounds to position yourselves and act before it breaks free. Attacking it in any way will set it loose immediately. Each of you can make any or all of these three checks; each takes an action.

Sam takes in the situation...

Arcana: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29
Occultism: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

Sam I think you can make an arcana check for the middle spoiler. Mordack you should also attempt these rolls.

arcana: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
assuming that Sam asks for weaknesses, I will ask about DR or resistances

"As they said; a flesh golem."

arcana: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

arcana: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
"Hmm. Those slivers of metal are adamantine..."

GM I see that you saw my post in flaxseed. I like it. :-)

Halgir moves closer to the golem. "You take that side, greenskin!"

not sure which, if any, is hypothetically more offensive, "greenskin" or "gobbo." Halgir is not going for offensive. Obnoxious perhaps, but not offensive.

Halgir moves closer to the golem. "You take that side, greenskin!"

not sure which, if any, is hypothetically more offensive, "greenskin" or "gobbo." Halgir is not going for offensive. Obnoxious perhaps, but not offensive.

Ogren nods at the suggestion to take out the golem first and settles himself into a good place just opposite Hal ready to attack and defend as needed. "Oohh, did I just earn a nickname? Thanks, uhhh, Bushy!"

I think greenskin is fine. Especially if you don't have any malicious sound to your voice.

Didn't realize there was picking involved... Thought they were level of success/info. Also, should have posted an action. Catching up, sorry!

Great, flesh golems guarding adamantine, this is a trap

there are two Arcana checks and an Arcana-or-Occultism check. Are you going to try them, Mordack?

This is... interesting. As soon as I can recall, how this thing is effected by each of the arcane energies, I can help a little.

Can't help but imagine it's suffering.

Arcana, how does each arcane energy affect it?: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

someone probably already passed the arcana ones, but what the heck
arcana: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
arcana: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
society: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17

Your collective minds are racked. Thankfully, Sam's memory doesn't disappoint. He knows all about such such golems.

Any buffs to dole out beforehand, or shall we jump in?

I can slow it down with cold, even the most minor fire magic will affect it... No electricity!

Now!

Ray of Frost, ranged touch: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Ray of Frost, damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Assuming Mage Armor is active, 1 Day duration.

no buffs

Through some ill will of Desna, Sam misses the bound golem. However, he's able to aim squarely within a few tries. It slows down, sure - but its restraints come free of the floor like paper as it shakes wildly! From outside, one of the guards can be heard blowing a warning whistle to drive people away.

2d6 ⇒ (5, 3) = 8

Round One:
Elgolion
Halgir
Golem (slow 1, rest of its life)
Sam
Mordack
Ogren

if the golem has cover from this table, Elgolion will jump on to the counter/table to try to negate the cover as his first action. That would remove his second attack roll.

Elgolion steadies his hand and his breathing as he takes aim at the golem, then fires twice.

entering Point Blank Shot stance as one action, then attacking twice

+1 expert comp. shortbow: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23
magic, piercing: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (5, 1) + 2 = 8

+1 expert comp. shortbow: 1d20 + 10 - 5 ⇒ (13) + 10 - 5 = 18
magic, piercing: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (6, 6) + 2 = 14

Halgir steps forward, strikes at the golem, and then steps back. "Come 'ere ye big oaf!" He goads it.

+1 Expert Warhammer: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17
bludgeoning, magic: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (7, 3) + 4 = 14

right there in the text. Step strike step

Ogren's eyes take on a distant look as all the magic caster-types start bantering about what the thing is and how it was built. but his attention comes back when things start hitting the realm of the concrete again.

I can slow it down with cold, even the most minor fire magic will affect it... No electricity!

If I miss it, with the cold... I hope someone else has got something.

He gives Sam a big goblins smile, hoisting what is clearly a dogslicer and his shield-bossed shield into the air. "I've got a shield and a scimitar like the Lady of the Sun! And a mind to show the... gnome? That ain't a gnome but that's not the point, creature a better path through life!"

He gives El and Hal a wide eyed look of surprise as they suddenly jump the beast shooting arrows at it and trying to slice it with an axe. "OI, you two! Aren't you at least going to try and talk to our not-a-gnome-friend? He ain't done a thing to you and here you are attacking him!"

Elgolion's arrow makes its mark, which isn't as much as usual. The golem responds by slamming its fists into the nearest living thing - Ogren - knocking the goblin off his feet. It then reaches out to Halgir, who dodges away.

Berserk Slam vs. Ogren: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (13) + 15 = 28
Damage: 2d12 + 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (9, 9) + (4) + 3 = 25

Slam vs. Halgir: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20
Damage: 2d12 + 3 ⇒ (2, 1) + 3 = 6

Round One:
Elgolion
Halgir
Golem -3 (slow 1)
Sam
Mordack
Ogren -25 (prone)

Mordak, are you with me?!

Sam gestures, making fiery sigils in the air... Finally tossing the ball of flame that comes into existence in his hand.

Produce Flame, ranged touch: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
Produce Flame, damage, vulnerability: 6d8 ⇒ (2, 6, 3, 8, 8, 4) = 31

Playtest Note: TAC should not include real Natural Armor; you're either touching the thing or you're not. Manufactured armor and the proficiency with it, you can say keeps you from touching the wearer.

Game Note: If the golem is slowed, it loses an action. And probably unable to make a full attack. So, only one attack? Also, it was described as bound... was it prone, on the floor? One action to stand up from prone? Do they indicate if breaking free (Athletics check?) is a standard action? Just trying to survive here... :)

Ogren gives a small wail as the golem slams into him and knocks him off his feet. "That wasn't very nice Mr. Not-A-Gnome! Geez. Grumbling a bit he stands up again and then slices out at the golem with his 'scimitar.'

Swish, swoosh, +1 Expert Dogslicer: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18
Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (6, 2) + 4 = 12
Crit?: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (4, 3) + 4 = 11

He then raises his shield clearly dealing with an enemy that can do some hurt.

It doesn't matter this turn but Ogren will use his reaction to cast Glimpse of Redemption when ever an enemy attacks an ally. Both the Enemy and ally have to be with in 15' but it gives the ally resistance 7 and makes the enemy choose one of two options, either it disrupts the attack (but still adds to the multi-attack penalty) or the enemy becomes enfeebled 2 until the end of its next turn.

I'm just using its listed TAC. As an aside, I think they might have gotten rid of TAC in the finished product, but I'm not sure and can't change the scenario accordingly.

It only loses one action of three, so it can make two attacks at the exclusion of other stuff. I've always seen the bonds as stuck around the golem's arms and tying it to the ground. Don't worry, you (probably) aren't gonna die. Especially considering it's the playtest, I'd pull my punches and work something out, allow you to continue were it otherwise a TPK.

Both Ogren's blade and Sam's fire don't faze the already-berserk machine. It manages to avoid each, showing surprising agility.

Round One/Two:
Elgolion
Halgir
Golem -3 (slow 1)
Sam
Mordack
Ogren -25

Mordack moves up and cast burning hands since that can't miss, and the 15 foot cone misses his ally dmg: 6d8 ⇒ (6, 4, 3, 3, 1, 4) = 21 reflex dc 19

oh, I guess it has reach. We should have stood farther away.

"Rraaagghhh!" Halgir shouts as he steps up to the golem and strikes at it with hammer and shield.

step and then double slice

+1 Expert Warhammer: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (9) + 12 = 21
bludgeoning, magic: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (5, 8) + 4 = 17

+1 Expert Heavy Shield Spikes: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 11 - 2 = 28
piercing, magic: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (1, 3) + 4 = 8

potential crit damage from shield: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (3, 3) + 4 = 10

if they both hit they combine all their damage for resistances and such. See the feat text

if the golem hits Halgir he will use reactive shield to increase his AC by 2 and possibly negate the attack

so I take it the golem does *not* have cover since Elgolion did not jump on the counter

Elgolion fires arrow after arrow at the golem in rapid succession.

+1 expert comp. shortbow: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18
magic, piercing: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (5, 2) + 2 = 9

+1 expert comp. shortbow: 1d20 + 10 - 5 ⇒ (8) + 10 - 5 = 13
magic, piercing: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (6, 1) + 2 = 9

+1 expert comp. shortbow: 1d20 + 10 - 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 - 10 = 2
magic, piercing: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (1, 2) + 2 = 5

Reflex: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

The golem proves as annoyingly dodgy as it is armored, avoiding some fire, several arrows, and Halgir's hammer (barely). It lashes back at the dwarf, then at Ogren when the goblin interferes.

Zanhanal bursts back into the workshop, holding a longsword gingerly by the edge. It's coated in some shiny, flaky material. She shoves it into the hands of the nearest person - Sam - before rushing out. "Someone put that to use! Tears through golems like paper!"

Berserk Slam vs. Halgir: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (9) + 13 = 22
Damage: 2d12 + 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4, 5) + (1) + 1 = 11

Slam vs. Ogren: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Damage: 2d12 + 1 ⇒ (2, 6) + 1 = 9

Round Two/Three:
Elgolion
Halgir
Golem -16 (enfeebled 2, slow 1)
Sam
Mordack
Ogren -25

Frustrated at his own impotence, Sam waits for someone who can effectively use the weapon to come take it...

In the meanwhile, he will not be bested by an animated lummox. His free hand gestures once more.

An intense fire comes into being where the construct stands.

Flaming Sphere - damage, 5' Square (one of its 4: 5d8 ⇒ (4, 1, 1, 7, 7) = 20

He'll move closer to someone if he can still cat good spell. Spell is not directional, so golem doesn't know it came from him.

oops, 1 now d8: 1d8 ⇒ 8

what are the stats for the longsword?

Ogren watches as the golem swings for Bushy again and calls on Sarenrae to show the poor creature what it could be doing with it's time instead. He still winces slightly as the blow lands on his dwarven friend but it seems significantly weakened.
The golem should have hit if he's going to be enfeebled, meaning Hal should have taken 11 - 7 = 4 damage. Or the attack shouldn't have gone trough and the golem wouldn't be enfeebled.

Ogren, glad he could help a little takes another swing at the golem, hoping to hit a vital point and stop it with out killing it. He then swings around with his shield too.

Swish, swoosh, +1 Expert Dogslicer: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23
Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (2, 6) + 4 = 12
Crit?: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (6, 6) + 4 = 16

Get back or I’ll boop you! Expert Shield Boss, multi attack penalty: 1d20 + 10 - 5 ⇒ (14) + 10 - 5 = 19
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Crit?: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

He then raises his shield ready to fend off an attack aimed at him.

Longsword does 1d8 damage, takes 1 hand, weighs 1 bulk, and has versatile piercing.

The combination of enfeebled and Halgir's Reactive Shield made it miss.

Reflex: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

The golem reels a little from the impact of some fire and Ogren's blade.

Round Two/Three:
Elgolion
Halgir
Golem -37 (enfeebled 2, slow 1)
Sam
Mordack
Ogren -25

@GM Crunch - does the golem take additional damage for starting it's turn, in a magical fire square?