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The squirrels run up the stairs to lunge at the nearest thug, swarming over them with biting teeth.

Bite, MF, IC: 1d20 + 7 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 7 + 1 + 1 = 21
Piercing: 2d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2, 6) + 2 + 1 = 11

If the one fighting Drake is still up they'll stop there and get a +1 to attack for moving in a straight line, as they are using Beast Charge. They also have a +1 AC from Protect Companion

The swarm of squirrels lifts up the strange black squirrel with the red eyes up on their tiny furred shoulders. Then in a loud, deep voice, the black squirrel says in Common, "We are coming to devour you. We will pick the flesh off your bones with our many, many teeth. No one can stand against the might of Nature."

Demoralize attempt vs. Red Thug: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Having picked up an unusual smell, the squirrels hone in one it, trying to pinpoint it's exact location.

Perception +5, Seeking now instead of Avoiding Notice.

The Spirit of the Trees approaches the front of the house and peers through the window, unaware of how much attention it's attracting with it's soft squeaking and the clattering of dozens of claws on the cobblestones.

Perception is +4 and they have low-light, darkvision, and scent (imprecise 30 ft). They can use Share Senses to communicate what they see with Roots.

One black squirrel with red eyes emerges from the horde, stands up and in a deep voice replies: "We are a shadow moving over the moon at night, a whispering wind blowing on tree branches."

Then the symbiotic pack of squirrels quietly makes its way over to the house.

Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Nice!

The pack of squirrels hiss in anger as they sense their master's growing anxiety. Instead of trying to avoid drawing attention, the squirrels move a bit forward in order to keep an eye out for danger, which trying to keep a little bit of attention on the group's so called "guide".

Eidolons can actually get their own Exploration activity despite going on the same initiative as their summoners, so Roots Drink Rain will have their eidolon start Scouting (+1 Init for everyone)

Coming out of the trees, crawling out of sewers and jumping out of rubbish piles appear a large number of squirrels. They run towards Roots Drinks Rain and assemble closely together, until they've becoming a living carpet of brown, red and gray fur. They are packed so tightly together that some are standing on top of others. The dozens of squirrels fix their eyes on the young man asking for help, their beady black eyes staring hungrily at him until the leshy raises their arm and tells them, "Calm! We are going help this person! He is a friend!"