reflex vs entangle: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
"We don't want to hurt you but we will. Just give us the stone and we will leave you in peace."
Farlen pulls out his wand and triggers it."Zappo" A striking green bolt flys into the grounded glittering little creature.
Magic missile wand charge: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Farlen stays rooted where he is with grass grabbing him. "Dang this grass, a darn nuisance."
Corgrim, it appears you were there but somehow had a mask that made you a donut shape. Lol.
They are floating roughly 20' feet up.
And are the menhir just solid slabs or post and lintel constructions?
Redid Selfi's path assuming the latter (she has 80' of total double move available) just to avoid any possible AoO.
"Torag, God of the Forge, bring low this foul fae!" Vulf urges with devotion. A warhammer made of force appears near newly-appeared opponent and swings its heavy head toward them!
Melee (spiritual weapon): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
Damge (force): 1d8 ⇒ 5
Reflex Save: 1d20 ⇒ 8, Strength Check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
We must find...the...stone!
Reflex: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14
Cyflymder avoids the thorns below his own legs.
attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Dwalin continues heaving javelins at the creature.
Solomon and Farlen struggle with the vines, but that doesn't stop the wizard from firing off a missile from his wand that crashes into the creature.
Corgrim navigates around the thorns and rushes up to the creature as Selfi chooses to leap her way to Cyflymder.
Vulf summons a spectral weapon that quickly crushes the small wings, the atomie crashing to the ground.
With the stone in one hand and a sword in the other, Cyflymder swings at Selfi.
Shortsword: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19
Damage: 1d4 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3
The blade cuts into her arm, causing a great deal of pain but oddly she begins to feel a sensation unlike anything before; she would describe it as her eyes getting heavy but ultimately the poison has no effect in her system.
Combat Round 2: Bold may act.
Farlen (Entangled, DC 13 to break free.)
Solomon (Entangled, DC 13 to break free.)
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Vulf moves further into the circle and directs the blessed hammer to smite Selfi's attacker.
Melee (spiritual weapon): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
Damage (force): 1d8 ⇒ 3
Farlen points his wand at the Little figure again. "Zappo" Another green bolt streaks inot the thing. charge #2 of MM wand: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
"This will end badly if you don't give us the stone. It really is all we want."
Angered by the attack, Selfi swings her huge sword changing the air pressure around her.
mwk zweihänder v Cyflymder (power attack, rage, additional +2 v Humans not included): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15 damage (additional +2 v Humans not included): 2d6 + 9 ⇒ (5, 2) + 9 = 16
Selfi's rage quickly abates.
Puzzled she says "It makes Selfi wonder what this was all about."
Alternatively she cries "Oh no! I've killed again!
Solomon tries to break free from the vines again. Strength: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18 Finally free he moves in to the darkness. We must...find the...stone When Solmon enters the darkness, can he still see with his dark vision or is it like magical darkness?
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"Selfi, that was fantastic. Now please collect that stone, preferably without tiuching it. A sack would be great to use to do this."
Farlen sighs and struggles against the grass.
"Well take a look around, search the fey and then let's head home."
Dwalin feels safe assuming that there are no more mischeouves fey lurking about, or they would be scrambling for the stone. If someone brought the empty box from the house that would work to contain it but yes a bag could work, as long as it is out of direct sunlight.
A few moments later the overgrowth and thorns begin to recede, withering away into clippings that dance in the wind.
The gnome's sensing a end to the conflict approach and give there agreement for the Pathfinders to take the lorestone to the Society.
"You did good by Hemzel...perhaps you aren't all bad. Th-thank you, protect that lorestone and we will protect this forest in case more like this Cyflymder arise." their leader says before helping the group leave the forest without incident.
At the Grand Lodge, an attendent of the archives places the lorestone into an ornate locked box before leaving with it. The venture-captain smiles, his mood softer than before.
"You did! And everyone is back alive and the forest isn't on fire or blighted or at war, at least from the reports of those in the area. You surprised me! I like it! We need more agents like you...and we have more work for agents like you too!" he says clapping everyone on the shoulder.
"Selfi, that was fantastic...."
Selfi look about at the smitten foes. "But even together they are even half the size of a forest wyvern."
Selfi retrieves a stone from the ground--it might be a magic stone, or not--it is the ground, there are a lot of stones.
Days later, back at the Grand Lodge.
Selfi asks Venture-Captain Hamshanks "Who among your wise men will oversee the stone?"