"How is it that on every journey we go on, we end up killing small forest creatures?" Jill wonders, recalling how they killed a ton of small forest creatures on their previous adventure. "Yes, I believe that we should get another skiff."

"A good question." Misha ponders, looking at the dead squirrel. Moving on, she looked up. "Come, let us see eef we ken feex zeh skeef."

She began climbing the tree trunks, leaping up on one, and doing pull up after pull up to climb higher and higher.

DC12 Acrobatics or Athletics to climb back up to the skeef.

DC12 Arcana or INT check to fix the Spelljamming engine.

DC12 Athletics to repair the broken floorboards.

DC15 STR check to push the skiff out of the tree it's heavily wedged into.

Once all three activities have been accomplished, go ahead and level up.

Athletics: 16

Arcana: 17

More Athletics: 11

Strength: 13

Corrin tries to get up on the skiff to help out where she can!

Acro: 14

(Corrin sucks at all of that, so she'll just be helping around the ship to repair)

DC12 Acrobatics or Athletics to climb back up to the skeef. PASSED
DC12 Arcana or INT check to fix the Spelljamming engine. PASSED
DC12 Athletics to repair the broken floorboards. PASSED
DC15 STR check to push the skiff out of the tree it's heavily wedged into. 

Athletics: 22

One more. Everyone poosh.

Str: 10

As Sana uses her mom strength to push, Jill fixes up the engine. She knows virtually nothing about how Spelljammers work, but she always knew a thing or two about arcane magic, so she's able to use that knowledge to get the engine up and running again.

With the engines fixed, the floorboards repaired, and the skiff away from the trees, it was ready once again to brave the perils of the Hive.

"On to the next eye." Said Jill, bracing for what was ahead.

Yasei quickly hops on board the newly repaired skiff before they move on to the next cube room, and settles down in one of the middle seats, quickly falling asleep for a catnap. 

The skiff found a massive gaping hole of an exit on one of the sides of the cube. Deeper we penetrated into the Hive. 

ROOM THREE - PLEASANT DREAMS

A soft, indirect light filled the air of the next chamber. The temperature was warm, summer in the evening, and the humidity was gone. Misha got the chills as her soaked body adjusted to the tempurature. "Praise Bane, what a relief. Ees cooler here." A breeze was felt, and the air was heavy, like perfume. Vapor wafted on the constant, balmy breeze and a comforting mist surrounded us. 

Looking down, a mist covered everything. We could not see the "bottom" of this cube it was so thick. As we past, the mist did not blow away, or react in any physical way to the movements of the skiff. 

A figure appeared to be moving in the mist, approaching us. Slowly it approached us, but we could not see what it was exactly, simply the bump in the mist that it made as it approached us. A voice was heard in our heads.

"Welcome. All that you have ever desired will be granted to you, here. This place is wonderful. Come. Come with me and we will fulfill your greatest wish."

The strange part wasn't that you heard a voice, it's the voice itself that startled you into being perfectly still.

"Father..?" Misha breathed, looking around. "Is that you? How..how can this be? Father! I am here! It is Misha!"

Corrin, you hear your mother, Amelia. Sana, your husband. Yasei, your father. Strangely, Jill, you hear nothing.

Jill hears no voice in her head, but she sees how everyone startles at the same time as the figure approaches. "What is it? Is something wrong?" 

"Chandor?" Sana calls, confused. "What are you doing here?"

Chandor appears out of the mist. It's like the last time you saw him. "Sana, my love. Come with me! I have something amazing to show you. I have the power to grant any wish. Come! Take my hand."

Misha could barely stand. Taetanicus emerged from the mist like a walking tank. "Mischa. I am proud of you, you have remained strong. Now, I have returned. Come. Accept my blessing. I am alive. Take my hand. I will give you the glory and honor you deserve. Come."

"How!" she cried. "How can this BE?? I saw..I saw you melted on the ground, you saved me. I have mourned you since that day - I..I thought you had died! Yes! I will come!" She took steps to get off the skiff.

Jill doesn't know the full details, but she can tell that Misha is hearing the voice of a loved one who lost their life and feels sad and furious at the same time. Sad at Misha's loss and how her friend didn't feel that she could confide in her about the death of her father. And furious at how this room was playing a cruel trick on Misha and the rest of her friends. She grabs on to Misha's arm before she goes off the side of the skiff again. "Misha, I am sorry about the loss of your father, I know how much it hurts to lose family. But this is not true! None of it is true! Yasei! Corrin! Sana! Your loved ones are not in this place!"

Misha startled briefly at Jills words, at her touch, she had a look of disbelief, but yet, of hope. And hope was winning. "How can you say thees to Misha?! Look!" she gestures to an open area of the mist, where nobody is standing. "He is here. He is here with me, now, again!." she shrugs you off. "I must see him. I missed him so much." she stepped off the skiff. "What..?" it was like stepping on a mattress, the ground was not entirely solid. It didn't matter. "Father! Father! I am coming!"

Jill tried her best to hold on to Misha and keep her from leaving the skiff, but she really believed that her father was here and Jill wouldn't be able to stop her from going towards him without doing something that would irreparably damage their friendship. She was relieved that the mist was solid enough to walk on, but she still didn't feel comfortable about the figure in the mist. "Sana, Corrin, Yasei, we need to go after Misha. Something is deceiving her and all of you."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Jill," Corrin says with a frown to her sister. "Mom's here! Like, right here." The tiefling turns to her mother with her hands at her hips. "Mom, are you playing tricks on Jill? That's not cool you know!"

"Corrin, please, you have to believe me! I do not know why you all heard these voices and I did not, but I there is nothing out there! " Jill grows increasingly desperate in trying to at least convince her sister that this room is trying to play a trick on them using their loved ones.  

"Of course not, my child. Look at how you've grown! I've missed you so much. Come! I have something wonderful to show you." Amelia stretches out her hands, wanting you to come with her.

Corrin, make a DC12 WIS save.