PF2E Stolen Fate

Game Master andreww

Pinebrush has once again vanished from sight. Hopefully.

They predicted that we would arrive, after they asked us to come?

Billy nods with understanding and responds in plantspeak, "Thank you for your wise counsel, Svarýr. We shall approach when we've proven ourselves worthy of the journey." Billy explains to the group, "Svarýr, that's my new friend, says that we need only step onto his roots when we're ready to be transported."

After Jismur introduces himself, Billy looks back to Svarýr, "Any advice to share in getting past the very large foxes?" He thinks to add, "Wait! Is there any chance of you being harmed by our magic?"
If allowed, Billy tries to recall what he knows of the foxes: Nature +25.

Re: The Dance initiative: Since we're expecting 3 challenges for the 3 locks, let's save it for a 3rd encounter, if there is one. Otherwise, let's use it on the first opportunity after the 3 locks.

Still gripping his sword in case Bolti tries something, Slick is ready for combat when the three gigantic foxes appear from above. He only slightly relaxes when the lead one greets them. "This must be the Norn's welcoming committee. I wonder if they'll will be friends with us?"

Slick only lightly rolls his eyes at the tripartite lock trope that the Norn's decided to employ to make the group's life difficult. He nods when Jismur mentions that the Norns would throw their servants at them to slow them down and is thus totally unsurprised when the three foxes before them turn out to be the first such obstacle. He retightens the grip on his sword and calls over to the undead Skald. "You're welcome to join us for this fight, Bolti. Think of it as a warm-up for when you find your brother."

"Hmm. That is unfortunate for you, Pine. What happened to the time you were able to grow? I have not seen you do that in a long time." In the time it took for Sigourney to remember, Pine has vanished again.

Turning to the fox-like beings, a smug expression crosses her lips as she savours the challenge in front of her.

"You could just not fight us and let us through. But you would not dare to disobey your masters. Reginald..." She snaps her fingers, commanding the rat to Valet her Staff and Knifewand into her hands - "...let us make their last moments explosive, shall we?"

The tree's voice echoes in Billy's mind, Fear not, nothing you possess is capable of causing me harm.

And then, the foxes attack.

Billy knows nothing of the foxes.

Initiative
Slick : 1d20 + 29 ⇒ (12) + 29 = 41, +2 visual

Billy : 1d20 + 29 ⇒ (17) + 29 = 46, +3 item visual/hearing, +2 circ scout

Pinebrush, Stealth: 1d20 + 32 ⇒ (17) + 32 = 49, Perception +27, +1 circ if visual, +2 circ scout

Sigourney: 1d20 + 29 ⇒ (3) + 29 = 32, +2 circ scout, +2 item visual

Bolti: 1d20 ⇒ 3

The foxes all get the jump on the group. They each leap forward and as they does so they each unleashes a trio of strange energy blasts into the group.