"In the cave, there.." Kolto points to a massive cave on one side of the "cube", "..you will find a creature. A huge sphere. It has a great eye and an ugly wide gash for a mouth. Pythons grow like hair on it's scalp. It coughs up boulders that turn things to stone, like it's eye rays. It roams the cavern and outside, emerging to terrorize us and the goats, sometimes hiding among the boulders in ambush."

"Thank you for this knowledge Kolto. We will take care of this creature for you. Corrin, stay behind us." "Okay!"

Misha looked at the cave when Kolto pointed. Do what must be done. Toril must be saved.

Out of all the worlds she had visited in her time up until now, Toril was her favorite. It is where she met some of the most meaningful people in her life. Three of them, here, she had fought along side with, standing next to her at this very moment. She had served with, fought with, and would give her life in a heartbeat for. There was no greater glory than to die in the defense of ones as honorable as them. 

A long time ago, a vision came to her, an Honor from the Smoke. A gift from the greatest Lord General the Planes have ever known. A God born from the very first material of the early universe.

She saw herself, not a day older, but years from now, making a choice on a world where she was no longer a warrior, but a leader. A choice that would define and change her forever. She turned and looked at Corrin, whom she had known since she was a child. Corrin had no idea, no idea whatsoever, of the impact she had on Misha, now and forever. The child must live. She would never, ever, tell Corrin why, for the knowledge learned from the Smoke was a gift from Bane, only to be held in those worthy from Acheron.

Her society had rules, and order, and nothing was more important than to serve Him, to live by His Will, and His Instruction. 

It was something Taetanicus always reminded her, and the thought of him and how Hell took him away from her made her bitter, suddenly eclipsing the love she was feeling for the tiefling. Her smile faded, her eyes lowered, and her jaw tightened visibly.

Suddenly, it was concerning how easily anger and frustration came to her, and she hated it, too. In an attempt to dismiss it, she blinked and forced a smile at her friends. "Come." she said. "We have work to do. We must be careful."

Sana nods, drawing her sword and shield. "Let's do this."

"Yes, Captain." Jill advanced, glowing sword drawn while Corrin followed behind, bow at the ready. 

We took the skiff up to the cave pointed out by Kolto. Looking into the cave, about a quarter mile in, a massive boulder was blocking us from advancing further in.

"You know." Misha said, "Thees place hef way too many ro-"

The boulder shot out at us at a dizzying speed.

DC15 DEX save please, everyone.

Dex ST: 7

Jill: 13

Corrin: 16

No no no no no no!!

15

YES!!!

Yasei's DC15 DEX ST: 7

Oops...just as Yasei was about to be pegged directly in the head with a rock, the ring on her gauntleted finger suddenly glows.  Within the blink of an eye, she magically ducks out of the way, successfully missing the rock.

(Yasei's one magic item is not a weapon, but a Ring of Evasion, allowing her to successfully pass that failing DEX saving throw...)

The boulder flies out of the cavern, with everyone either teleporting or sidestepping out of the way, except Captain Sana. With a loud smash, you get hit by the incoming boulder, taking 17 damage and are now prone.

A huge rock beholder with rock python heads and a massive eye emerges from the cave. Somehow, this particular Queen's eye had been mutated. It's central eye glows, ready to release terrible kinetic energy.

Groaning, Sana rolls to her feet and attacks the eye.

Attack: 23 Damage: 12

Attack: 27 Damage: 16

Smite, *****: 19

Yasei quickly steps between ProneSana and the StonedPyton (OOC: sounds like a band from the 70s...), protecting her from any oncoming energy beams.

Misha joined Sana in the offensive! A mighty flash of brilliant red light erupted from her first strike, sending the beholder reeling with Sana's combined assault.

Hammer Attack: 19 Damage: 9
Hammer Attack: 14 Damage: 10
Smite 32
Hammer Attack 24 Damage: 6
Hammer Attack 16 Damage: 12

Misha sang and held her hammer high, inspiring everyone with a war chant from her homeworld. Everyone gets +2 to attack until combat is over.

Caught off-guard by the sudden attacks on the eyeball, Yasei excitedly joins in, yelling out a "BANZAIIIIII!" (Samurai Fighting Spirit attack):

Katana Attack #1: 21 Damage: 11

Wakizashi Attack: 20 Damage: 9

Katana Attack #2: 28 Damage: 9

Action Surge: Katana Attack #3: 22 Damage: 13

Jill joins in on the assault, bolstered by her friend's song!

Attack: 25 Damage: 14

Attack: 19 Damage: 20

Corrin, uncertain that she would dish out as much damage as the others, tries her best anyways!

Attack: 12 Damage: 12
I'm probably gonna miss anywho! 10

With everyone's combined assault, the Queen's telekinetic eye manifestation withered under the attacks and was quickly subdued. Misha stopped singing and laughed loudly - either in great relief, or in the honor and glory of such a fight with comrades like these. Further inside the lair, anything that the Queen's eye had petrified was no longer stone, so a pile of dead decomposed bodies, and plenty of equipment, was laying around the cavern.

Including a level up.

"Yes!" Jill celebrated after the eye fell, as the mission was half-complete at this point. And then her face curled into an unpleasant expression as she caught the scent of the now-decomposing bodies. "Eww!" But still, she goes to search the equipment for anything valuable. Or a friendly robot.

The cavern was filled with a collection of hundreds of things the Queen's eyes had collected. It was the closest thing to a junkyard we had seen up until this part.

Amid the rubble, debris, and equipment the Queen's eye had stoned and kept for itself, a singular object stood out. It was dirty, abused, and very worn, but it was in fact what Jill's eyes were telling her. It was a young woman. Her long black hair was filthy, matted, and her skin was slightly pale and bruised. But there was no blood. She is wearing what could only be described as a black silk dress, torn in many places to reveal a slim, sexy figure. Her eyes were open, a dull purple in color - but lifeless. As you pull her out of the debris, you noticed she is extremely heavy and she smells extremely bad, as if the decomposing stench had stuck to her. It is impossible to tell how old she is by looking at her, and her skin is smooth and flawless, other than the occasional scuff or dirt. For all intents and purposes, she looks exactly like a young woman.