[Suzerain of Sheol]

She has to admit, she likes the woman's attitude. It helps remind her that, sometimes, the cautious approach isn't always warranted. And judging by the frustration her son has been exhibiting all day, Ulysses probably agrees.

Even still, "That sounds like a tall order, Tans. And the end of us, should it fail." Not to mention, it'd take her more than the couple hours they have to cook up a brew like she's asking for. "I agree we should do something, but that's too much, too soon."

Marl: Diplomacy: 1d20 + 2 = 19

Ulysses' eyes narrow on his mother. "If your witchcraft isn't up to the task, just say so. Regardless, I doubt the guards will be partaking of the feast, and they're the real impediment. What else could we strike?"