Dex ST: 22

Dex Save: 16

DEX ST: 21

Yasei's DEX ST: 7

oops...forgot to roll that @ advantage.  Here's second roll (pick best of two): 20

Yasei tumbles out of the damaged skiff and hit a few large tree trunks about 30 feet below before finally grabbing hold of one, stopping her fall. You take 10 damage. Higher above, Misha, arms wrapped around a large pine tree trunk, grit her teeth as Sana, Jill, and finally Corrin, held on to her in a human like chain. Misha was sweaty, and could feel Sana - who was wearing armor with herself wrapped around Misha's thigh, slowly slipping to her knee. Misha strained against the weight and let out a few puffs doing her best to concentrate and hold on to the trunk.

One of Jill's hands holds on to Sana, while her other grips Corrin, obviously not letting her sister go. "You know Misha, Corrin and I had hoped that we would be able to hang out together when you showed up at our door. But I did not think that it would be so literal, mon amie." Jill says, somehow able to find the humor in this situation.

Sana grins down at Jill. "That's the spirit. Okay, let's see if we can at least get people onto branches, yeah? Corrin, you're lowest, is there a branch you can drop to safely?"

Misha would have laughed, especially because she got the joke, but the fact her upper body was wrapped around a large branch, trying to support 300 pounds by not letting go, she closed her eyes and did her best to focus on the matter at hand and ignore the burning sensation that was building rapidly in her arms and shoulders. She made a note to herself to let Jeel know she was very pleased with the joke as every muscle fiber in her arms and shoulders strained and threatened to rip out of her skin from the flexed tension. Under her breath, she said. "Don't let go eegnore zee burn don't let go eegnore zee burn don't let go..."

When Sana suggests she find a branch to land on, Corrin does just that, looking around the immediate area quickly before safely plopping down on a sturdy looking branch. She looks up to the chain of women and shouts; “Is that a little better?”

"Just a little longer, Misha," Sana tells the Acheronian reassuringly before looking down at Jill. "Okay Jill, you're up next. Find a branch and drop."

Misha was the strongest person Jill knew, but she knew that even her genetically engineered form wouldn't be able to hold them up indefinitely. When she sees that Corrin is safely down on a branch, she follows suit and drops down to safety.

The minute Jill drops onto a branch, Sana opens her hand and lets herself fall, landing on one of the larger tree branches. "Okay Misha, we're all clear! Go ahead and get somewhere stable!" The changeling then looks around for Yasei.

Praise Bane, they are safe. You honor them, my Lord, and your strength has glorified me.

She strained, pulling herself up on to the side of the skiff from the tree trunk. She took a moment and winced, rubbing her arms, silently thanking her creator. Misha pushed a button on her forearm brace, her armor latching around her. She grabbed her hammer and shield - two things she would never leave behind. She took a look at the ground below, there was nothing but a vast forest below them from this angle on this side of the cube. It was disorienting, as she could feel gravity pulling her down.

"Father." she whispered to herself. "I would geev my life, gladly, for my friends. But, today was not my time to die. I know one day I weel see you again. I weel be strong een your name een the meantime."

She closed her eyes, hoping her old Legion Command could hear her and her solemn words. She rose and looked down waving and smiling at everyone.

Jill waves up at Misha. "It is good to have you back, mon ami." In the panic of the skiff crashing, she didn't have the time to truly note how relieved she was that Misha had survived her fall. While she had to keep a brave face so that Corrin wouldn't completely lose it, a part of Jill felt that despite all of the growth she went through over the last eight years, she wouldn't be able to handle it if Misha had actually died. Hopefully I will never have to find out.

Jill gets back to the situation at hand. The skiff was crashed and she had no idea if they would be able to get it fixed. But she did know that they wouldn't get the chance as long as that eye was there to fire off its paralysis ray and summon animals. "Mes amies, I suggest that we stay in the trees until we destroy the eye."

"When we are not een trees Misha owe you beeg hug, ya?" she called down. "Also, would not like to get paralyzed anymore. Yes, Misha theenk thees ees good idea!"

The horrible rumbling noise could be heard again, but this time, it wasn't the animals. Misha looked around. It would be difficult to fight in the trees, and from this height, she didn't want to die again hitting the ground. She looked around frantically trying to think of a fast way down, but the sideways forest went on for miles.

"I will hold you to that." Jill says in response to Misha promising a hug. "Corrin, do you have any rope? I think that Misha could use it to try and get down."

Yasei, a little banged up, but no worse for the wear, suddenly drops down to branch that Sana was sitting on. Acting nonchalantly as possible, she casually announces “Well, that was an interesting way to evacuate the ship!  Two points for my style and form?”

Chuckling, she continues “....whoa, wait a second. Do you hear that noise again?!”

Sana smiles. "Glad you're okay, Yasei. And yes, I do. We should try and get a little closer to the ground." The changeling begins dropping down nimbly, taking advantage of her lifetime of experience getting up and down masts and rigging.

Misha began to climb down as the rumbling grew louder. "We must hurry! Eet ees coming again!" 

DC12 DEX checks. Let's go, let's go! Gotta hustle! If you hurry, you can drop to the "ground" on the base level.

Jill and Corrin will help each other get down.

Jill: 15

Corrin: 24