Kor goes to the elf man, a little unsure of what to do with the crying grown man. "Umm, er, here, it's alright now." She begins to slowly rub the elf's back.

Felmar - The unconscious halfling lies on his side in the road, breathing but not moving. He's dressed in simple clothes that appear to have been of decent quality before being torn and covered in mud and vomit. The one remaining shoe shows typical wear, but certainly nothing that would warrant losing the other. As for the man's current psychosis, other than the obvious ingestion of the purple mushrooms, it's hard to say while he's unconscious.

Tok - You detect a bit of enchantment magic in the halfling that fades as you watch. It reminds you of the crown of madness spell, but different. Incomplete somehow, as if the construction of the spell was poorly or haphazardly done. It also bears enough similarity to the mushrooms that you inspected earlier that you would feel confident in saying that they were the cause of the man's erratic behavior.

Kor - The man clings to your arm like a drowning rat, trembling and sniffling, "Is it dead? Serves it right! *sniff* Little bastard clawed my face! It BIT my face! See?" The man points to an obvious bite mark on his face, "Do you think it will scar? If it scars..." The man's eyes take on a wild, faraway look as he says, "I'll return to it's little pig-shit village and burn it to the ground!"

It appears these magic mushrooms were a bit half baked. 

He turns over the two that he bought in his hand examining them carefully. He then makes his way over to the salesman. 

Where did you get these?

Tok asks sternly as he holds them out in front of the man.

Start speakin’ truth or this lass is gonna shove a few down your throat! Points at Kor

As the elf grips her arm, Kor turns over to pin the elf to the ground. She grabs a handful of mushrooms, ready to stuff them in his panicking gob. "How many you reckon can fit in yer gob before you pass out?" She dangles her hand over his mouth. "Maybe tell the good lads here what they want fore I get curious."

Grapple 24

Intimidation 17

What is in these things and how can we undo it?

All - The man gasps and cries out when Kor easily pins him to the ground, "N-no no no! Wait!" He looks to each of you, then the mushrooms in Kor's hand and sighs, "I stole them from some hedge wizard in Scorbunel. I didn't know what they were or what they did, so I... I offered them to a village of Halflings between here and there. They all accepted them willingly I might add! Once I learned they were magical I decided to sell them. There's no harm in a little temporary magical fun, is there? The effects lasted anywhere from ten minutes to a couple of hours." He looks down at where Kor is holding him and says, "I'm turning as purple as my robes, you have my confession, now release me!"

Felmar just nods to Kor, indicating she can ease up on the man. 

I will be keepin’ the rest of the mushrooms so no’ne else gets sick. Sound good? Said in a tone that makes it clear that there’s only one acceptable answer. He then turns to the group and points to the unconscious halfling.

What’do ye wanna do with that one?

Doc draws his short swords one in each hand and walks over to the elf to keep him company…. Or keep him prisoner…. Whichever the elf decides he would like more

Kor lets go, seeing as Doc joins her to watch over the elf. She grabs him by the scruff of his neck. "You said a village? You mean like where that bloke's from?" She points over to the unconscious halfling. "How long ago was this?"

Kor - The man stammers and says, "Yes, I-I recognize him from the village. It was yesterday!"

Where’s this village? How far away? Any chance it’s on the way to Northdark Wood?

Felmar - The man says, "It is! It is! You can't miss it!"

Also, the Halfling will awaken in 2 hours unless healed.

I say we take this one home, since it’s on our way. Mayhaps we can find a meal an’ a bed for the night. I’m also thinkin’ we let ‘em sleep it off and wake up on his own. Maybe Kor can haul ‘em? Thoughts?

Yes, we should get him home. Would be a shame for him to wake up with a broken rib, one shoe, and no idea where he is. But that's easy for me to say, I won't be the one carrying him

Kor looks over at Doc. "Keep an eye on this bugger, will ya?" She then walks over to the halfling and flings him over her shoulder. "Alright, so I guess we're taking two more with us now?"

Only to the village. Let the halflngs deal with this one.

Felmar then points his crossbow at the mushroom salesman and motions for him to stand.

Take us to the village. Any funny business, an’ you get a bolt in’a back o’ yer skull.

All - The elven man huffs and puffs but the wind is knocked out of his sails when he sees the crossbow in Felmar's hands. The man is compliant, but just slow enough to be irritating. When urged to pick up the pace he whines about being "savaged by that little demon" and his limp suddenly worsens. At this pace you will not make the village by nightfall. After about three hours of travel, the halfling awakens. He gasps and groans in pain as he tries to move, holding both his side and head, "Wha... Wha's goin' on?"

If it will get us to the village faster, Felmar can cast Lay On Hands to the man’s leg. He heals for 2 points. The other 3 available points will be saved for the Halfling if he needs it. 

Once the Halfling wakes up, Felmar says to him

Welcome back. Ye had a bit of bad luck with some magic mushrooms. How do ye feel?

Pressing one short sword into the elf’s back while the second is laying on his shoulder next to his neck incase of quick movements, Doc says to the elf “looks like the majority has voted you get to go back to the village, stand up and no quick movements, if you decide to run my blades will be the least of your worries.”