Essentially, I succeeded at the last of the three skill checks, and when Tav stood up, her back was, well, bent over backwards like this.
Lover of non-haughty elves and non-smutty lesbian romance "1404. I will not spoil the adventure's mandatory ambush by using the cheesy tactic of a "scout"." - From "Things Mr. Welch is no longer allowed to do in a (tabletop) RPG"