Sana smiles, looking amused. "Good idea. After this..." She cups her hands around her mouth and shouts down at the people, "Hello, down there! Hellloooooo!"

The forest went on for miles. The gem in the sky acted like a sun - shining brightly But, it wasn't red. Like the angry red color of Acheron's star. With the destruction of one of the queen's eyes and it's magical influence, the deep rooted emotional feelings of sadness and pain slowly returned to Misha. She looked down at the tunnel next to the gigantic monolith and wondered what they would find below.

As much as she tried to ignore it, she couldn't. She began to dwell on the fire in her heart. When this mission was all over, then, perhaps, would she be able to mourn properly? It wasn't just about seeing Jill, Sana, and Corrin again. No. This wasn't just a call from a friend, a dire mission to save a world Misha once served on. This was, in addition to all of that, a welcome distraction. A distraction from the War, from all the death, and destruction. Her genetic programming was a safeguard. A promise. A gift from a God. Bane made sure that His Primes would serve and remain loyal, and most of all, not ask questions.  

For a terrible moment, she began to wonder if this what her life would be forever about. She began to wonder. Am I..truly free? Or am I really just a pawn.

When Corrin and Sana spoke, it snapped her out of it. As Sana said hello, the golden race of humans slowly looked up, and timidly waved back. Some of them were male, some female, and there were children, too. All of them were bashful, like scared, but curious animals. There was a very crude settlement below.

One of the braver ones stepped forward, recognizing the Common tongue, and shyly asked, "Who are you?"

"We're uh...visitors. I'm Captain Sana of the Belle of the Spheres, and this is my crew," Sana says cheerfully. "Who're you guys?"

Yasei simply waves a regal wave down to the little people below....like an Empress waving to her subjects, disinterestedly.

(I'm assuming the skiff is at an altitude that would allow a conversation without comical screaming.)

"We are the Anari. Generations ago, we were brought here as slaves - captured by the Sazaur to help them labor in this giant asteroid." One of the male Anari explain. "Thank you for freeing us. Since the death of the Queen, her eye, here, has keep us charmed and complacent. Now that you have freed us, we have nowhere to go. But, at least, we are no longer slaves. Come. Will you enjoy a meal with us?"

Yasei whispers to Captain Sana "Perhaps we could charm them into becoming our allies?"

Sana blinks. "Uuuuuh...will it be a quick meal?" she asks the Anari, giving Yasei a nod. "We're...kind of on a bit of a timeline here. Saving a sphere and all."

The Anari are in no hurry whatsoever, so you get the impression that you wouldn't be able to eat and run. Nevertheless, the offer still stands. The choice is yours.

"As tempting as a good meal sounds Captain, I suggest that we decline, at least for now. We have nine other eyes to deal with, still." Jill whispers.

Sana nods. "I agree. Another time, maybe," she calls down to the Anari.

Disappointed, the Anari wave you farewell. Misha leans over the railing and says, "Hef a nice day!"

Jill waves at the Anari as they depart. She holds her still glowing sword, still ready for any battle and as a makeshift torch if the crew needs it going forward.

While the skiff travels over to the next zone, Jill pulls Corrin over and in a low voice to her in Cormyrish, since no one understood the language but them. "Pensez-vous que Misha va vraiment bien? Elle a l'air de penser profondement a quelque chose et je sais que vos mimosas ne sont pas si forts."

It took a bit for Corrin to translate Jill’s words. Although the blood hunter took the time to teach the tiefling the Cormyrish language, she was far from fluent in it, but she got the gist of what Jill was saying to her. “Je ne suis pas trop sûr, malheureusement ... Peut-être que tu devrais lui demander après la mission?”

"Oui, mon cher. Apres la mission."

As the skiff motors on to the next area, Yasei takes a moment to settle down in a lotus position, and carefully sharpens and polishes her daishō.  Noticing Corrin and Jill chatting amongst themselves in a strange, foreign language, she mumbles to herself "あなた二人の四十雀は、私たち全員を眠っている間に殺害することを計画しているに違いありません！"

ROOM TWO - OF ALL WILD BEASTS

You descend slowly into an enormous black tunnel. After what seems like hours, you emerge from the tunnel, and the temperature jumps about 40 degrees. The air feels as humid as if you were in a swamp. Instantly you begin to perspire. Within moment, your armor grows so uncomfortable that you wish you could remove it. Make a DC15 WIS save to avoid this. If you fail, you are considered armorless. You hear a deafening clamor of animal roars and the screeches of birds.

Moving onward, you can make out the other walls of this room. The far wall must be about two miles away. Again, it's like you're in the inside of a giant cube, like a dyson sphere. From all six walls, trees grow hundreds of feet high. A river winds through the jungle, somehow turning the corners at the edges of the cubic room. At the center of each wall of this room stands a large building. From here, they look like amphitheaters. The largest building stands on the wall opposite the entrance. In the far corner of the vast chamber, you see a colossal waterfall, cascading into a moat that completely encircles the largest building. What magic allows water to fall from the floor of one wall to the floor of another. Which way is up?

The room is steaming with humidity. Birds squawk and screech, animals bellow, trumpet, and howl. Monsters scream and moan. This room absolutely teems with life. You can barely make out the sound of a waterfall somewhere in the distance. The noise is deafening, forcing you all to communicate by shouting.

(With a +4 because Sana has high Charisma)

Jill: 17

Wis save: 8

Corrin immediately takes off her leathers, leaving her in her undershirt and loose fitting trousers. “It’s too hoooot,” She groans uncomfortably. “Let’s get outta here pleeeeease...”

DC15 to resist stripping: 26

Welp.

"Great feest of the General, it's hot in here.." Misha said, pushing a button on her forearm plate. Her armor retracted and revealed her regular clothing that was soaked with sweat. It stuck to her skin like a second skin, and she took off her top, her muscles rippling with the effort. "Thees ees dircloudiodir. Not even on Acheron ees so hot." She unbuckled her pants and took them off too. Misha was left with nothing but boots, her athletic panties, and her sports bra. She was glistening with a total body sheen of sweat, and her hair stuck to her forehead.