Stifling a rather rude remark about the waste of psionic talent, Aeril crosses the room. Unfortunately his entire body is clad in a concealing, black cloak that reveals nothing other than he is approximately humanoid.
Scribbling his name on the plaque at the side, Aeril then opens the door and walks in.
SpoilerWill Save:(1d20+4)[15]
Spot Check:(1d20+11)[20]