Now where am I?! (Moore)

[Anastasia]

A new Move Silently check is desired, oh bardic pixie.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 33, oh gracious dungeon master.

[Anastasia]

Roll 1d100.

[Nephrite]

[14:34] <Nephrite> roll 1d100
[14:34] <Rei-chan> Nephrite rolled : 1d100 --> [ 1d100=34 ]{34}

[Anastasia]

As you fly across, you feel a sudden, overwhelming urge to vomit.

[Nephrite]

What the!?

"Urgh--..." Moore manages to get out before he reaches to his stomach with his free hand and stops.

I wasn't clear on if that means he is now vomiting or just got hit with something that's made him super queasy.

[Anastasia]

It hasn't hit yet, but it's about to.

[Nephrite]

He doesn't really have much of a choice than to let it pass and deal with the consequences!

[Anastasia]

Butterflies.

You throw up a stream of rainbow colored butterflies, which fly out of your mouth and all around. This naturally gets the attention of the guards right away.

"The fuck?" One says rather loudly.

[Nephrite]

...Well, that was rather inelegant.

Moore will gently tug on Illsenine to keep moving. if the guards want to be distracted by the butterflies, that makes their job even easier!

[Anastasia]

If llsenine has a comment to that, she's keeping it to herself. You reach the far door as the guards stare up at the butterflies in confusion.

[Nephrite]

Moore will try and open said door. If they're already distracted that shouldn't be terribly difficult and draw much attention anyway.

[Anastasia]

The door is locked.

[Nephrite]

Oh come on!!

Greater Blink would not work here because they're not on a material plane, correct?

[Anastasia]

Correct.