Favor the Bold(DC 25): 23.

Yarog knew that the moment he set eyes upon Banehold itself, he would never forget the sight for the remainder of his days. Nor the sight of the proverbial giants among them people to walk its halls. If hadn't already known better, he would've thought they may have wound up on the wrong plane somehow. The itch to put ink to paper is momentarily put on hold once escorted into what appeared to be a command center itself, least his wandering legs lead him to stumbling into the wrong thing, warning given or not well ahead of time.

In the end, when given a chance to rest and wait, Yarog is more than happy to find the first open enough corner to sit and clean and generally catch a breather for a change. It is at that time he finally bids Zaede a quick thanks for magical healing, even but a drop of water in the bucket of fatigue. When Misha first enters, it is with a tired sigh that old man Yarog arose, and shifted into some semblance of formal 'at attention' pose, having expected... well, the exact opposite came about.

Only by happenstance is he able to avoid the hug, which left him very much confused and looking at the others for answers. "Well that happened." He chuckled softly. "I... A pleasure to meet you, mam? Storyteller Yarog, at your service. And, hm... A quick question? Before the next leg begins, and not to be a denice downer for a moment, but... would coin have value here? As in, might we be able to procure a few added arms in exchange for 'donations' made for the front?"

Carrhae hugs Misha back, laughing all the while. "It really has been too long."

Surus casts misty step with a quick tap of his staff and appears on the opposite side of the conference table. He doesn't trust his ability to survive an Acheronian greeting firsthand.

Con Save: 39 (Yeah, +11 regular, +4 Sana aura, +5 Carhae aura)

Raktimos is leaning against the wall in the waiting room, brushing off dust, blood, and bone debris from his garment when the lord commander arrives, watching in confusion as she steps out of her armor and embraces what appear to be her ....brood?

”Are you the agent that will be heading up our glorious campaign against the false goddess then? You... are not what I expected, child.”

Sana: Misha looks you over. It is clear she truly did miss you and couldn't be happier to see you again and know you're ok. "I, too, hef meesed you, Sana. I feel guilty once more - ten years ees a very long time to be away from someone so special. I am sure that you hef many stories to share weeth Misha should we survive thees horrible seetuation we are een, yeah? In the meantime, I weel smile upon you, give my life for you, and know that seeing you again warms my heart with joy, and love."

Mordok: Misha nods to you, smiling, and extends her hand to shake yours. "Mordok. I am Misha. I hef fought weeth Yasei many years ago, I owe her my life. She ees an honorable fighter, and any friend of hers, is a friend of mine. I am honored to have you here weeth us on thees day. Yes. Soon, we weel eat. I promise. You look like a man with a healthy appetite. I look forward to drinking you under the table."

Surus: Misha smiles at you curiously as you speak. While physically impressive, Misha was not renown for her intellectual capacity. "Hello, Surus. I am Misha. I do not know you, but I am poseeteev that weel change in the next few days. I welcome anyone new who ees weeling to help my people against the Betrayer. I am honored to fight alongside you. May the Glory of the Lord General smile upon you in our time of need."

Kali: "Hello, Kali." Misha said softly, bashfully, to her, pulling her in for a hug and a kiss. "Ya deystvitel'no ochen' sil'no skuchal po tebe, vo mnogikh otnosheniyakh." She didn't want to let go, but she had to. For a moment, her face rested on Kali's cheek, she just wanted to be close to her again, the way it once used to be, long ago. She kissed your cheek a few times before she pulled away to speak. "You're looking well, as always. I'm glad you're here. I'm glad you made eet. Things are..not good. But, knowing you are, too, here, and with Sana, and Carrhae - thees makes Misha so very happy."

Yarog: "Storyteller Yarog, I am Misha. Eet ees a pleasure to meet you. Believe me, on two things: Misha is very heppy you are here - always like to meet new people and new friends. Two, you indeed weel hef many stories to remember and tell when we are done. You weel hef plenty of opportunity to..donate..to our cause, yes. But first, I imagine that everyone would like to rest, and perhaps eat, ah? Then, we weel gladly explore whatever you weesh before we reesk our lives body and soul against the Betrayer's forces."

Raktimos: "Agent?" Misha smiled, amused at the word. "No, perhaps..friend..is a better word. I am Misha - full of surprises, you weel see! And, I can tell you it weel be a honorable and glorious campaign against zeh 'false goddess', indeed, ah?"

Carrhae: "Hello, Kapitan." Misha smiled and laughed, staring at your boobs unashamed. "Eet ees so good to see you and zeh tweens again, ya?" she laughed some more and pulled you in for a lovely affectionate hug, clearly enjoying the feeling of you pressed against her. "Sorry about that, eet's been a while and I meesed you all, ah?? You look so good, still, after so long! Eet ees unfair to Misha! My heart is feeled weeth joy to see you again, and to once again fight along side weeth you. 

Sana beams. "I have plenty of stories, for sure," she agrees. "So we both gotta survive this, okay?"

"Well it's taken plenty of effort to look this good still." Carrhae says with a laugh. "A lot of working out and cutting back on some foods."

Misha couldn't be happier, and it's been a long time since she's felt this way. She spoke to both Sana and Carrhae. "Yes, indeed, Misha ees very proud of you, Kapitan. Very proud. And, Sana, pleese tell Misha that zeh Belle ees steel ok, ah? And your family? There ees so much Misha wants to know."

Misha gestures to another room deeper in, where guest dorms and beds are available to bunk up in. "You all must be very tired. Come, rest. Then, we eat!!" she said proudly. 

For a moment, Kali was worried that with all that was happening, Misha wasn't going to act like her normal loving self. Though, the worry is thrown to the wind when the paladin ordered the guards away, only to soon be joyusly laughing and pulling everyone into a group hug with kisses involved in greeting. Kali knew well that Misha was strong, but deep down she feared that this war would find a way to chip at her spirit in some way. The hybrid wanted to do everything in her power to prevent that from happening.

Even with Kali's limited Acheronian, it didn't take a lot for her to piece together what Misha meant in her native tongue, the hybrid merely pressing another kiss upon her lips to mutter a soft, "You're shinin' as bright as ever..." She pauses for a second, trying to see if she could say the next bit properly. "Moye solntse...? Shit, I hope I said that right... But you're lookin' mighty fine yourself, as per usual." She found it difficult to let her go, but she didn't want to go about hogging the Acheronian all to herself. Plus there was a promise of food and sleep! "Ooh, I hope there's those little Acheronian sandwiches you used to bring me!"

Misha had a sly look on her face and with her head, gestured to the cafeteria like room just beyond the dorm rooms that clearly indicated the affirmative.

Yarog could only slightly bow in thanks; both for the warm welcome and promised meal. Content to go along quietly once shown the way to the cafeteria. Though when it would come to any eating, the centaur steals what time he can between bites towards finally penning notes of the adventure so far. At times when he did look up, it is with a clear look of special interest in the affection shared between Kali and Misha. But he said nothing; only giggle every now and then over a clearly juicy bit of content for a story later.

Sana grins at Misha. "The Belle's doing great. I left it in the capable hands of my daughter and her husband...who have a couple kids of their own by now!" The changeling's feathery hair is brushed quickly out of her eyes as she starts with the others towards the cafeteria. "Sandwiches? Good sandwiches too, judging by that look. Good, we could use a moment or five to recharge."

Carrhae will follow the others to the cafeteria-like rooms to get some sandwiches before she goes to rest. She has quite a few of them, more than you think that someone who talked about cutting down on some foods would eat. "Clearly we're going to need all the food we can get and I'm going to burn this off anyway."

"Yes!" Misha smiled. "Come, and eat. We have plenty of food for hungry people like yourselves. Take as much as you'd like. When you hef hed your fill you can peek a room and sleep. No doubt your journey here must have been a trying one. This plane can be challenging to say zeh least."

Misha had the cafeteria cleared so all of us would be alone and free to talk openly about anything. For sake of abstraction, anything you wish to eat and drink would be available. The dorm rooms have simple, but comfortable beds to sleep in, like a very functional military bunker. The Acheronians aren't really known for comforts than practicality.

DC22 Athletics: 21 -- 14

Insight: 11 -- 8

Perception: 22 -- 21

Stealth: 6 -- 16

Survival: 15 -- 7

DC25 CON save: 25

Well - 136 HP drops Zippo, with no more healing... so here goes death saves:

40 Derp - not d10s...here are the real rolls! 62

Yay - 3 saves before 3 fails! Zippo stabilizes. Hopefully someone drags his sorry @$$ to Banehold...

"I see that Bane didn't take my design suggestions into account."

"Kapitan, you'll have to forgeev Heem, He hes hed other theengs on Hees mind lately, I'm sure you understand." 

A Prime dragged Zippo's body in. "On odin iz vas, rebyata?"

Misha dismissed the Prime. She raised an eyebrow at the body, amused. "Does thees man belong to anyone?" she said comically.

"He's with us. I don't believe I caught his name though. Could someone heal him?"

"I got it," Sana says with a smile.

Since we'll get a rest after this, she'll burn a 4th level slot to bring Zippo up.

Zippo regains 21 hp.