The leaves in the descending branches rustle with anticipation of the bloodletting, as the tree trunks and boughs groan and creak. Backing from the descending green menace, the Heroes' eyes race for any break in the foliage that might be a path to salvation. None are visible, even by the bird-eyed Gnome.
Grabbing the small, golden-hued acorn, Lodric hurriedly buries it in the center of the ring of stones. Saying a silent prayer and rubbing his scraped knuckles, Lodric stands and readies himself against the coming green onslaught. But, the attack never comes. Instead, the ground beneath the Heroes' feet begins to rumble and shift. The forest soil rips and bedrock stone cracks as large rents tear through the forest floor. Two of the massive standing stones crack and crumble to the ground, smashing into several of the threatening trees. In response the trees arch back, their trunks groaning and creaking with pain.
Fighting to maintain their footing, the Heroes spy an oak sapling emerge from the point where Lodric planted the seed. Growing with incredible rapidity, the oak sends forth its massive roots that split the ground in huge rents. Two more of the standing stones tumble into the rents, their massive, weathered forms disappearing into the dark expanse. The rents in the ground split the Heroes, the Heroes standing on small islands of stone or soil that have not fallen into the abyss beneath the roots. From the wide cracks in the ground, an unnatural wind blows.
Swaying with the heaving ground, the Heroes begin to loose their footing, the yawning abyss below...
OOC: I need reflex saves from everyone.