OOC: +4 from Sana

(Sass, the GOAT)

Wis: 17

Sana smiles at Jill. "That's Chandor, I know it is. Besides, if it is a trap, I think I can handle it with his help." She too, starts to get off the skiff. "He has something to show me. What if he's found a way to defeat the Hive? These two rooms have already nearly killed us many times, and there are so many more to go..."

Yasei merely bows down deeply to the floor in front of her father, almost to the point of lying down prone.

Calling out, almost in a singing voice, Yasei yells "私の皇帝！私は価値がありません。それは私、あなたの長い間失われた娘、やせいのおっきどです。私を許してください！お願いします。"

 Yasei’s DC12 WIS ST (if needed): 9

Sana Wis ST: 12

WIS save: 18

Yasei, as speak to your father, the emperor, you begin to feel sleepy. Very sleepy. It becomes overwhelming, and you close your eyes. You're not sure if you're blinking, trying to stay awake, but the next thing you know, you are out, laying on the floor of the Mist. Not that you know it, but you slowly begin to sink. You dream. You dream of a paradise in your own mind that is perfect, and unlike anything you have ever considered. 

Misha shook her head. Genetically, something in her mind was firewalling this situation. Her heart was saying one thing, but her mind overrode it. In a fury of fire and magic, Taetanicus screamed in rage and disappeared, frustrated he could not fool her. But it was so real, and she almost fell for it. Something was toying with her. What cruel joke was this. Misha stood there for a moment, in complete disbelief. Confusion became frustration. Frustration became anger. Anger became sorrow. She stood there, her face contorted, her eyes moist. At the moment, time stood still.

Wait a moment, that's not Chandor! There's no way he could be here, in this place. What in the Gods is going on? Faster than you can think, a tentacle lashes from the Mist and wraps around your waist, slamming you to the ground, hard. Something is trying to pull you in deep. You are suddenly overcome with immense fatigue.

Corrin, the illusion of your mother takes a twisted turn. Instead of her, a proboscis whips around your neck, grabbing you and dragging you off the skiff with immense strength. You land in the Mist, and can feel it pulling you deeper into it. You're so sleepy, despite the panic of what's happening.  

Jill goes after Corrin when the proboscis pulls her off the skiff. "Misha! Something is trying to take Corrin! Help!" She screams as she tries to wrestle Corrin out of its grip, or cut off the proboscis if she can't.

Sana grunts as she lands hard, trying to shake off the sleepiness as she reaches for her sword. "Beshaba's misfortune...all right, you let me go RIGHT NOW, you lying, masquerading..." She fights off a yawn, her anger just managing to keep her awake...for now. "And the tiefling and samurai too! DROP IT!"

Yasei: “zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz”

Jill will call out to Yasei while still trying to free Corrin, in a probably feeble attempt to wake the samurai up with words alone. "Yasei! You have to wake up! You are being tricked!" 

Misha snapped out of her fog, out of her stupor. Back to reality. Some sort of organic tendril had grabbed Corrin around the neck and was dragging her off the skiff. Jeel was right. Misha fall for stupid mind treeks. Corrin. No!! 

She grabbed her hammer, held it with both hands, stepping across the thick mist - and brought it down upon the tendril. 

Smash Attack: 16 Damage: 14 
Smash Attack: 19 Damage: 10 

Jill joins Misha in attacking the tendril!

Attack: 23 Damage: 12

Attack: 12 Damage: 15

The tendril slithers back into the Mist with the combined attacked of Jeel and the Meesh. Coughing, Corrin is released! Yasei continues to sink deeper into the Mist, and Sana continues to be dragged towards it. Silently, a massive object can be seen approaching - a huge bump in the Mist coming closer.

"That is one tendril down, but there is still more to deal with. Misha, you go help Sana escape, Corrin and I will go try to wake up Yasei."

Corrin groans and shakes herself out of sleepiness. "What... What happened?" She questions to Jill, looking around the immediate area for a moment before frowning. "That wasn't mom..." The tiefling pushing back the feeling of crying as she gets up on her two feet, stumbling a bit, but otherwise okay. She gets out her bow with a little sniffle, but when someone looks into her eyes they see a flame of determination behind them.

"Lets save Yasei."

Pew pew on Yasei's tendril: Attack: 11 Damage: 10
Sneaky weaky idkifthisapplies domage: 14

Baring her teeth furiously, Sana slashes at the tentacle holding her in place.

Attack: 22 Damage: 7

Attack: 8 Damage: 13

Jill runs up to the tentacle, longsword raised. She knows that it couldn't have been easy for Corrin, or any of them, to find themselves being attacked by some tentacled monster after seeing visions of their loved ones. But as much as she wished to provide comfort to her friends, that would have to wait. Right now, they had to fight off whatever was attacking them. Although, there was a certain cathartic factor in beating the living daylights out of the monster that tried to manipulate her friends. She swung her longsword at the creature again and tapped Yasei with her foot, trying to wake the samurai up.

Attack: 24 Damage: 11

Attack: 26 Damage: 19

As Sana frees herself, an enormous dead eyeball rises from the mists, drowning you all in warm calm basking light, as if inviting you to spend the rest of eternity here asleep.

DC18 CON save.

(+4 from Sana)

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