Chapter 2: Welcome to Barovia

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Apr 26, 2018 6:59 pm
Wil travels fast through alleyways and soon emerges into a town square. A single shaft of light thrusts illumination into the main square, its brightness looking like a solid pillar in the heavy fog. Above the gaping doorway, a sign hangs precariously askew, proclaiming this to be the Blood on the Vine tavern.

Another building in the square also seems to be inhabited. The sparse light from this building spills out from behind drawn heavy curtains. A sign over the door, creaking on its hinges, reads "Bildrath's Mercantile."
Apr 26, 2018 9:07 pm
Wil heads into the the tavern.
Apr 26, 2018 10:40 pm
Greymond follows. It's a pleasure. He says to their new companion leaving the burning house behind them. Ah, a tavern, now that's a sight for sore eyes. I need a stiff'ne after all that.
Apr 26, 2018 10:50 pm
A blazing fire in the hearth gives scant warmth to the few huddled souls within. The tavern contains 3 people sitting at a table near the door, caught up in discussion. They barely acknowledge your presence. The attendant at the bar doesn't acknowledge you at all, constantly cleaning wine glasses. Another man, sitting alone in a corner table in the back, seems to take great interest in your entrance and silently glances at you as he continues to sip his wine.
Apr 27, 2018 1:46 am
After entering the tavern and glancing around at the occupants, Basra notices the interested look we are drawing from the single man in the back corner (Passive Perception is 14). He tries to get a better look at the man without being obvious about it.
OOC:
Should I roll for something for that? Sleight of hand, Perception, or Insight perhaps?

Rolls

Sleight of hand (if necessary) - (1d20+0)

(17) = 17

Perception (if necessary) - (1d20+2)

(10) + 2 = 12

Insight (if necessary) - (1d20+2)

(20) + 2 = 22

Apr 27, 2018 2:00 am
OOC:
Also, did we take any kind of rest to refill spell slots and heal damage? Wil and I are full health but I don't think Greymon and Ryn are. Also, spell slots aren't full.
Apr 27, 2018 2:06 am
[ +- ] His Picture
The man doesn't seem to notice you sneaking glances at him. With that natural 20, You gauge from his body language that he means to stand up and address you but wants to get a better idea of your disposition before he does so. You also pick up his fascination at Wil and Greymond, almost as if he's never seen their kind.
OOC:
No, we didn't take a rest. When would we have done that?
Apr 27, 2018 2:58 am
Ryn takes a moment and casts fiendish vigor, then heads with the others pulling Basra along. "I couldn't agree more my friend. Come Basra, let's get a drink. We can tell you of the horrors of this house, and you can tell me what happened since we last left off."
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Apr 27, 2018 4:31 am
OOC:
I thought maybe before we headed to the light in the sky but that’s ok.
"Oh right, of course. A drink to the memory of your friend would be good. And I do wish to hear of what transpired in that house." Basra gets pulled along by Ryn. He would like to sit in a way that he can observe as much of the room as possible, including the man he noticed earlier.
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Apr 27, 2018 5:39 am
Wil walks up to the man looking their way and says, tossing a silver coin in the barkeep’s direction: A drink for me and my new friend here, Mr...?
Apr 27, 2018 11:37 am
Indirovich. Ismark Indirovich. He says, as if he's genuinely surprised by your friendliness. He holds out a hand to shake, getting up from his table. And let me pay for that. He says as he slips a silver piece into Wil's hand as they shake. He turns toward the barkeep A pitcher for the table, please, and a glass for each of these strangers. The bartender stops cleaning glasses, pours a pitcher of wine, sets it on Ismark's table, and goes back to mindlessly cleaning glasses. Come. Sit and talk with me won't you? He motions to you all to come sit at his table.
Apr 27, 2018 11:53 am
Wil shakes the mans hand and smiles at the man, thanking him graciously for his hospitality. He pulls out a chair obviously meant for a full-grown man, and hops onto it on his knees, as a child might do to be closer to sitting like an adult. It would look cute seeing this act from from afar.

Wil is intent on trying to get a bead on this guy.
[ +- ] Inquisitive Feature - Eye for Deceipt
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Rolls

Insight - (1d20+1)

(11) + 1 = 12

Apr 27, 2018 12:32 pm
Basra will be the last to take a seat and wants to sit in a way he can see the door while they are at the table if possible. "And just what is it that you want to talk about, precisely, good sir?" He tries to speak politely, but he feels uncomfortable about the look he saw in the mans eyes before they approached. His discomfort bleeds into his tone just a little bit.
Apr 28, 2018 3:49 pm
Wil: The man doesn't seem to have any adverse intentions beyond getting your attention. He doesn't smile throughout your interaction but seems less than dour.

The man answers Basra's question You look able. I would ask you to help me get my adopted sister, Ireena Kolyana, to safety in Vallaki. She is beset by the Devil Strahd and I cannot do it on my own.
Apr 28, 2018 4:17 pm
Ryn looks around to see if anybody else is listening or reacts to the strangers remarks.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+3)

(3) + 3 = 6

Apr 28, 2018 4:26 pm
The three men, that you now notice are dressed in a similar way to the the people you rode into town with, don't stop their discussion and the bartender continues staring at the wall, cleaning wine glasses.
Apr 28, 2018 6:01 pm
"What is the Devil Strahd, and why would she be safe in Vallaki?" Basra has never heard of this Devil Strahd, but he assumes that it is some kind of affliction, and he is willing to help cure the girl if it is possible. He has a flashback to his hometown, looking down at his sisters afflicted body.
Apr 28, 2018 6:24 pm
You are truly newcomers. The Devil Strahd is a curse placed on us as a punishment for our ancestor's sins. He is a vampire of great power that resides in Castle Ravenloft and he has taken great interest in my sister. If i can take her the farthest away from the castle that I can, then I hope his pursuit will be halted or at least hindered. But I need you to help.
Apr 28, 2018 6:46 pm
Castle Ravenloft, hmmm....." Basra searches his mind for any knowledge of this place or any rumor he might have heard of a vampire in the area.
OOC:
History Check?
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Rolls

History - (1d20+2)

(19) + 2 = 21

Apr 28, 2018 6:49 pm
I am sure we can help you bring your sister to safety. We were actually brought her at the request of a Burgonaster who shares your last name. Any relation to Kolyan?
Apr 28, 2018 7:25 pm
Basra: You don't recall anything about the area you're in currently but you do recall a Count Strahd that lived and conquered the areas surrounding about 400 years ago up until his apparent disappearance. Castle Ravenloft is a castle that he is told to have built but it was lost in history.

Ismark looks thouroghly confused at your statement. Kolyan is my father and the Burgomaster but he would never incite anyone to come here. How did you receive this request?
Apr 28, 2018 10:29 pm
"We were approached in a small town a few days travel away from a gypsy sent by the Burgomaster. We were given a sealed letter from your fathers hand, with the crest saying that the love of his life has been afflicted with some sort of evil and promises all that he has, some large fortune, for those who will rid her of the evil. We are those people, and yet this foul town has already taken the life of one of our party."
OOC:
Does anybody have the letter? We never said who had it after we were asking around the bar.
Apr 28, 2018 10:59 pm
OOC:
For convenience, lets say Ryn has the letter. Would you like to hand it to him?
Apr 28, 2018 11:50 pm
Ryn reaches into his pack and hands the letter to the man. "Do you recognize this handwriting and signature?" Ryn watches the man when he shows him the letter.

Rolls

Insight - (1d20+1)

(4) + 1 = 5

Apr 29, 2018 12:30 am
OOC:
Basra is style keeping an eye on the rest of the room and the door while the group converses.
Apr 29, 2018 12:41 am
Ismark looks at the letter. This is my fathers name but he did not write it. You have been deceived, friends, as most strangers who come here to Barovia. Deceived by the Devil Strahd. Ismark has a solemn and genuine look of concern on his face. I am sorry for your friend. What claimed him here, if it is alright for me to ask? Was it the wolves that stalk the streets?
Apr 29, 2018 1:16 am
Ryn looked at the man intently... "Wolves are trouble, but what felled our companion was pure evil itself. On our way into town, we were stopped by two small children who claimed their sibling was left alone with a monster. Those children turned out to be ghosts, apparitions, or worse and only left when we found and properly buried their bodies. We went back in to try to find the body of the babe that was left alone, but the house fought us. Venturing into the basement we came upon a foul cult that worshiped some sort of large creature that was far to powerful for us to take on. As we tried to leave to let the authorities know, the house itself attacked us. In the short amount of time that we were exploring, the well made house became filled with rot and decay, death itself. A sick putrid smoke filled the house, and the walls themselves moved and breathed as if alive. Doors turned into spinning blades and chants of death filled the air. We thought we had all escaped, but the last in line, was dropped and taken by a swarm of rats. The house sealed itself, and wouldn't allow us to save him. That form of evil couldn't stand, so I razed the building to the ground with fire. The house is no more. We have no idea what sort of place this is, but I do not give in when evil is around." Ryn leans back into his chair, looking at the rough table top, as he contemplates their predicament.
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Apr 29, 2018 2:20 am
Ismark, can we meet your father? I would love to help your sister. We could use some better gear, if you can help us get that, too.

Wil takes a drink and wonders what foul things await the group.
Apr 29, 2018 2:28 am
"By the Gods, Ryn! That is awful! It really is too bad that I was away and couldn't help before, but I am here now and will aid you all to the best of my abilities to end this evil." Basra says, gripping Ryns shoulder. "May I see this letter as well?"

Basra reads the letter and hands it back.
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Apr 29, 2018 3:06 am
OOC:
The letter is in the beginning of the Timeline.
Ismark listens to the story. What you found was the Death House. It's been there for longer than the Devil Strahd and has been burned to the ground many times. The dark spirits that live within keep building it up and luring more innocent souls in. I have also lost somebody recently. My father passed 3 days ago. Ismark's lower lip tightens as he answers Wil. It is good to know you will accompany me but I cannot provide you with any new gear. Or anything, for that matter, as I have very little to give. He then realizes something. I'm sorry, I have not asked your names. I seem to have forgotten my manners amid such dark times.
Apr 29, 2018 4:26 am
Of course! I’m Wil Kingsburrow, and this is Ryn he points to Ryn , Greymond, he points to the dwarf, and this is Basra, who has just joined us.
Apr 29, 2018 4:42 am
"Greetings, friend." Basra nods his head. "When were you expecting to leave if you found an escort?"
Apr 29, 2018 4:57 am
Greetings. As soon as possible but people have been too afraid to help. You can stay for the night in the Burgomaster's mansion and we can leave tomorrow, if that would be suitable. In truth, any time would be alright provided that its soon.
Apr 29, 2018 6:34 am
What of purchasing wares? I need to replenish my arrows, at the very least.
Apr 29, 2018 1:19 pm
You can try across the square at Bildrath's but he is miserly, dreadful man and his prices take advantage of the neediness of our citizens. If you could get anything in this town any other way, it would be better.
Apr 29, 2018 2:22 pm
Any private citizens with weapon-making skills that we may employ directly?
Apr 29, 2018 3:33 pm
Not that I know of.
Apr 29, 2018 3:45 pm
"Wil, if need be you can have my crossbow and bolts, I have little need of it at the moment. Ismark, have there been others brought here by the gypsies? If they are in league with this evil fiend then they need to be brought to justice. If the streets are filled with other deadly creatures, perhaps we should retire to the mansion and finish our conversation there before the hour gets to late."
Apr 29, 2018 4:19 pm
I would not speak so loudly, Mr. Ryn, as there are three behind you. To cross a VIstana is to open yourself to deadly curses. Follow me to the mansion and we can discuss it at length. Ismark says, hushed, as he gets up and walks toward the tavern door.
Apr 29, 2018 4:52 pm
As they are walking to the mansion Basra says to will, "I Will share my bolts too if you wish, Wil."
Apr 29, 2018 6:52 pm
I appreciate the offers, Ryn and Basra. I am more of a bowman, myself, but I could use a crossbow in a pinch. Perhaps I can work to craft some arrows myself, if pressed.
Apr 30, 2018 12:20 am
We were duped? Now that IS unexpected. He says musing on their way to the mansion. What would this Vampire want with us though? He continues, half-heartedly asking their new guide.
Apr 30, 2018 1:20 am
"Ismark, I detest evil. If the Vistana are involved, then they should be held accountable. If they are being used or duped by this dark lord, then they should be told so that they know they are being used."
Apr 30, 2018 1:49 am
As you walk out of the Inn, you see a group of wolves that were gathered by the door run away at your arrival. Ismark looks at them with a contemptuous eye before answering. This is not the first time I have seen a group like yourself lured here but I do not know for what purpose. All I know is that Strahd doesn't want you to die as, if he did, you all already would be. As for the Vistani, I believe some of them know but none would care if they did. They do not have the same concerns as us, Ryn, but they still should not be crossed lest you be cursed. He says, his voice hardening as he discusses with Ryn.

A moaning sob floats through the still, gray streets, coloring your thoughts with sadness. The sounds flow from a dark, two-story townhouse, across the square. Ismark seems to be ignoring the crying as he continues to walk around the block in the opposite direction.
Apr 30, 2018 2:11 am
"Ismark, what is making that noise? Another trick by some being to lure the unwary astray?" Basra asks striding beside Ryn.
Apr 30, 2018 2:18 am
I'm afraid not. Her daughter ran away a week ago and she's been like that ever since, sobbing and sobbing. Its very sad but nothing can be done. I fear the worst for the child. Ismark says, not looking back.
Apr 30, 2018 2:36 am
As they leave the Inn, Ryn turns to Basra and Greymond, "What is your read on this fellow? We have already been tricked by this place once and I don’t want to fall again. How do we know that he is real, or that he is who he says he is. See if either of you can get a read on him, but most of all stay on guard. I feel there is much more to this place than what is being told to us."
Apr 30, 2018 4:43 am
Basra says in a voice just loud enough for Ryn and Greymond to hear, "When we first entered the tavern and he noticed us, it seemed like he was a little too interested in our group. He seemed especially interested in Greymond and Wil. I’m not sure if it was just because we might be able to help or if he had an alter opt motive regarding our friends, but I would be aware as well. Maybe we should not be alone when possible I guess."
OOC:
Basra will try to keep an eye out for anything suspicious.
Apr 30, 2018 5:59 am
Fellows, I am also skeptical. We should stay alert, and not separate. Wil continues to keep his senses sharp, constantly surveying his surroundings.
Apr 30, 2018 12:59 pm
Greymond watches the wolves come and go. Aren't they usually pack hunters? He says commenting on the wolves. As they walk he considers everyones words. He speaks low to respond to Basra walking a little slowler letting their guide get ahead a bit. This whole thing seems strange. Did you get a read on him in the tavern? He continues to walk with the rest of the group.
Apr 30, 2018 1:04 pm
Basra speaks back to Greymond in the same volume "He seemed a little too interested in you and Wil, though I know not the reason. It might be that he is just glad to find a party that might aid him, but I'm not sure. Be on your guard just in case."
Apr 30, 2018 2:04 pm
Greymond recalls their time in the tavern Have you seen anyone here smaller than a human? He asks trying to muse why the man might take such an interest. Or perhaps he's a nefarious dick. I'll keep an eye out. He sticks a hand in his satchel reflexively in any case.
Apr 30, 2018 2:14 pm
A weary-looking mansion squats behind a rusting iron fence. The iron gates are twisted and torn. The right gate lies cast aside, while the left swings lazily in the wind. The stuttering squeal and clang of the gate repeats with mindless precision. Weeds choke the grounds and press with menace upon the house itself. Yet, against the walls, the growth has been tramped down to create a path all about the domain. Heavy claw markings have stripped the once-beautiful finish of the walls. Great black marks tell of the fires that have assailed the mansion. Not a pane nor a shard of glass stands in any window. All the windows are barred with planks, each one marked with stains of evil omen.

Here we we are. Ismark says, walking through the broken gate to the door. He knocks and says Ireena, its me. I have finally found people willing to help. A slat in the door slides out, revealing a set of eyes, before the door opens and uncovers the rest of a girl dressed in noble clothes. Ismark quickly goes inside and the door closes. The slat slides away once again and the same set of eyes fill it. Approach the door. a feminine but sturn voice says.
Apr 30, 2018 3:44 pm
The eyes disappear from the slot and a stream of cold, clear liquid replaces them. The liquid sprays forth and covers Wil, the coldness reinforced by the blowing wind.
Apr 30, 2018 3:52 pm
Wil, feeling cold, attempts to walk into the door.
Apr 30, 2018 4:10 pm
The door is locked. Not yet. Let me get your friends too. the same voice says. Once the rest of you come into range, a stream of water sprays you. Only when each of you are wet does she open the door. Come in, quickly.
Apr 30, 2018 4:11 pm
What is this? He says pulling a vial out and bringing his hand back but not throwing the vial just leaving his hand there. Better speak
Apr 30, 2018 4:24 pm
It is holy water. She is spraying us to make sure we are not cursed by vampirism.
Apr 30, 2018 4:29 pm
Ryn grabs his cloak and dries his face. "Where are we my friends that this is the way they greet newcomers."
Apr 30, 2018 4:32 pm
Very good, you figured it out, now hurry. The girl says with increasing urgency. You can hear wolves howling and many paws pattering on the street behind yiu, coming closer to the mansion.
Apr 30, 2018 4:52 pm
Greymond pockets the vial. If this is how they treat the living. I dont want to see how they treat the dead. He says walking up.
Apr 30, 2018 4:53 pm
Wil hops into the mansion, silver-lined shortsword drawn.
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Apr 30, 2018 6:26 pm
"Very well then. Everyone inside! Now!" Basra turns to face the rear where the wolves may be approaching from and after making sure the others go thru the door he backs thru the door himself, readying himself for combat if the wolves show up begore everyone is inside.
May 1, 2018 1:43 pm
Greymond casually enters the house. Boarded up tighter than an oxes ass
May 2, 2018 1:50 am
Ryn walks into the house as well.
May 2, 2018 1:37 pm
The interior of the mansion is well furnished, yet the fixtures show signs of great wear. Noticeable oddities are the boarded-up windows and the presence of holy symbols in every room. An old man is in a side drawing room on the floor-lying in a simple wooden coffin surrounded by wilting flowers and a faint odor of decay.

The door slams and locks behind you. Ismark, your friends bring with them ill omens. The wolves haven't come for three days. The woman you presume to be Ireena says as she swifly puts on a breasplate and arms herself with a sword. You can hear howls and pants outside, scratching and tearing at the building from all sides. I am sure they are trustworthy. They were tricked to come here by Strahd. Ismark says, drawing his own sword and staying by one of the boarded up windows. Ismark turns toward you all. Companions, help us make sure none get through.
May 2, 2018 3:55 pm
Wil draws his sword. Lycans or natural wolves?
May 2, 2018 4:13 pm
Greymond reaches both hands into his bag pulling a red vial and a green vial. I'll try, but I'm pretty volatile, as are these. He says shaking the vials in his fists.
May 2, 2018 4:40 pm
"My aid and healing is freely given where evil is concerned. I will do what I can to aid you, Lady Ireena." Basra positions himself to the side of the door, ready to swing if anything comes thru it.
May 2, 2018 4:48 pm
Not werewolves but not ordinary either. Servants of the Devil Strahd. Ireena says, sticking her sword out of a gap in the boards. An animalistic whine sounds amitst the existing racket as Ireena's sword returns with blood. Ismark is partaking in similar activity at the other windows farther from the door. Ireena addresses Greymond. You can try to find a window upstairs you could throw them from as long as you put the boards back afterwords. It could get them to leave before morning, if we give enough of a fight. Ireena says, trying to maintain propriety of speech while exherting herself in repelling the wolves.
May 2, 2018 5:01 pm
Greymond points to his head with one finger than to Ireena. Great minds, eh? he starts off in a direction and stops mid-step ... and the stairs are? Anyone coming with me?
May 2, 2018 7:25 pm
"When you said wolves prowled the streets, I thought you meant they stayed on the street. I've never seen anything like this before. I'm right behind you Greymond." Ryn races up the stairs looking for the first opening he can find.
OOC:
Have we spent enough time to take a walking or in the tavern to count as a short rest?
May 2, 2018 8:05 pm
Greymond and Ryn: You see several boarded up windows spanning several rooms. There is one above the front door in a bedroom.
OOC:
I'm sorry but no, you have to consciously sit down and do minimal activity to count as a rest. I'm leaving it in you guy's hands to decide when and where to take rests and to tell me when it happens.
May 2, 2018 8:25 pm
Wil looks for boards getting hit by wolves, takes a second to observe the wolf's attack pattern, then finds a gap and stabs into the wolf.
OOC:
As a bonus action, Wil is using Insightful Fighting on this particular canine, then attacking.
[ +- ] Inquisitive Feature - Insightful Fighting
[ +- ] Inquisitive Feature - Eye for Deceipt

Rolls

Silvered Shortsword Attack vs. Wolf (Sneak Attack DMG added) - (1d20+5, 1d6+3)

1d20+5 : (11) + 5 = 16

1d6+3 : (4) + 3 = 7

Wisdom (Insight) Check - to use Insightful Fighting feature - (1d20+1)

(12) + 1 = 13

Sneak Attack Damage - (2d6)

(33) = 6

May 2, 2018 8:58 pm
You bide your time until a wolf raises its eye to the planks and you stab it right to its brain, killing it instantly. Another takes it's place a moment later.
May 2, 2018 9:10 pm
Ryn runs to the room and bashes one of the boards with his mace.

Rolls

Bash the board - (1d20+1)

(15) + 1 = 16

Damage - (1d6+1)

(3) + 1 = 4

May 2, 2018 9:19 pm
Wil looks again for boards getting hit by wolves, takes a second to observe the wolf's attack pattern, then finds a gap and stabs into the wolf.
OOC:
As a bonus action, Wil is using Insightful Fighting on this particular canine, then attacking.
[ +- ] Spoiler: Inquisitive Feature - Insightful Fighting
[ +- ] Inquisitive Feature - Eye for Deceipt
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Rolls

Silvered Shortsword Attack vs. Wolf - (1d20+5, 1d6+3)

1d20+5 : (6) + 5 = 11

1d6+3 : (4) + 3 = 7

Wisdom (Insight) Check - to use Insightful Fighting feature - (1d20+1)

(18) + 1 = 19

Sneak Attack Damage - (2d6)

(26) = 8

May 2, 2018 9:34 pm
Ryn: You make a dent in the board but it is not quite broken. You figure that prying the board might be more efficient if you are to replace the board afterword, as per Ireena's request.

Wil: Your shortsword does not find purchase. The boards offer too much cover to the wolves for you to get a decent man.
May 2, 2018 9:41 pm
No crowbar? He asks brandishing a hand axe and plunging the blade between the plank of wood and the wall attempting to pry it off.
May 2, 2018 9:42 pm
OOC:
Strength check please, Titan.
May 2, 2018 9:48 pm
OOC:
Strength check

Rolls

Strength - (1D20+2)

(8) + 2 = 10

May 2, 2018 10:59 pm
OOC:
Ryn picked up the mending cantrip and has a -1 to st
May 2, 2018 11:24 pm
OOC:
Then he's welcome to continue.
May 3, 2018 1:04 am
Ryn leans back and hits the board again, "can you give me a hand here... I don't know if I can get it."

Rolls

Hit board - (1d20+1)

(5) + 1 = 6

Break it - (1d6-1)

(2) - 1 = 1

May 3, 2018 1:11 am
OOC:
Did my strength check not result in any progress?
May 3, 2018 2:07 am
As Ryn and Greymond run off up the stairs Basra calls over his shoulder, "Watch yourselves up there friends! Evil has always been able to find a way to catch he unwary off guard!" Basra remains near the door, not wanting to find a window and then have the enemy break through after he leaves. He begins to feel the pressure of battle start to build and grips his mace and shield a bit tighter slightly shifting his weight from foot to foot to keep himself from being caught flat-footed. He is still ready to attack if something come through.
May 3, 2018 2:34 am
OOC:
Sorry, haven't been home to advance the plot.
Ryn and Greymond:The board, with the combined effort of Greymond and Ryn, breaks free of it's nails to reveal a dark sky and the front of the mansion where a multitude of wolves are gathered, each hungry to take another bite out of the house. That is, except one. This one stands behind the group, carefully observing everything in front of it. It's eyes quickly dart to Ryn and Greymond. There is an unmistakable hunger inside them.

Basra and Wil: You hear a loud crack from an area farther back in the house followed by escalated howling. Ireena and Ismark seem far too busy with their own windows to notice.
May 3, 2018 2:41 am
"Oh my... I've, I've never seen anything like this... I, I think that one is the leader." Ryn points out a finger and shoots an eldritch blast at the leader.

Rolls

Eldritch Blast - (1d20+5)

(1) + 5 = 6

Damage - (1d10+3)

(8) + 3 = 11

May 3, 2018 2:52 am
Over the sound of the wolves growling and yipping, Basra hears a sharp crack from farther back in the house. He glances over at Ireena and Ismark to see their response, but they seem not to have noticed and are focused on the Windows they are guarding. Basra yells to Wil, "Wil, did you hear that noise from farther back in the house? I believe the wolves might have broken thru somewhere back there! Let us leave this room to the others and go check it out!" he begins moving in that direction and calls out to Ismael and Ireena, "Lady Ireena, Ismark, I heard a noise farther back in the house! Wil and I are going to check it out. This room is yours!" Basra heads toward the noise hoping that Wil is following.
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May 3, 2018 3:07 am
Ryn: The blast goes wide, hitting the ground behind it's target. The lone wolf starts briskly traveling around the side of the building but not without giving you another chilling glance. Just for a moment, you swear it smiled at you.

Basra: You find the source of the noise in the form of a board on a dining room window having been forced off from one side of the wall by a group of wolves that now are trying to push their way inside. At the sight of you, the wolves gain an increased level of excitement.
May 3, 2018 4:15 am
"We have a breach! They are breaking into the dining room!" Basra moves to the window, standing just enough to the side so that Wil, if he did indeed follow, has a clear line of sight to the wolves, and attacks. (I want to block the window as much as possible aside from Wil’s view)
OOC:
Using my Bonus Action to cast "shield of faith" on myself. (+2 AC)
Making an attack at whatever wolf I can see.

HP 24/24
1st lvl -- 2/4
2nd lvl -- 2/2
AC with bonus -- 20 AC
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Rolls

Mace attack - (1d20+4)

(6) + 4 = 10

Damage - (1d6+4)

(3) + 4 = 7

May 3, 2018 4:24 am
Greymond takes a peak through the window, removing his hand from his satchel pulling a red vial. He concentrates on the biggest pack of wolves he can manage to group together and throws the vial at the center of the pack attempting to hit as many of the wolves as possible.
[ +- ] Alchemical Fire
[ +- ] Combat Stats
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May 3, 2018 10:08 am
Wil rushes to Basra and stabs the wolf right next to his companion.

Rolls

Silvered shortsword attack vs wolf (w/ sneak attack) - (1d20+5, 1d6+3, 2d6)

1d20+5 : (17) + 5 = 22

1d6+3 : (5) + 3 = 8

2d6 : (42) = 6

May 3, 2018 4:47 pm
Ryn points his finger down towards the wolves in the front casting Eldritch Blast. He will keep firing at the wolves in front until he is called.

Rolls

Eldritch Blast - (1d20+5)

(2) + 5 = 7

Damage - (1d10+3)

(10) + 3 = 13

May 4, 2018 1:57 pm
Wil and Basra: Basra's warhammer hits the windowframe as the wolf gets out of the way of his hammer. Wil's strike shortly after, however, disbatches the wolf instantly. The other wolves around the opening, who are far less populous than in the front, let out a yelp and run around the side of the house. As they do you hear hurried footsteps approaching the window. A tall figure approaches the window and looks through a gap in the boards above where it is broken, looking upon both of you with apparent alarm. You cannot see the rest his face but, through the broken board, you can see that his clothes are of decadent quality. Help, there are wild animals out here! May I come in? He asks. There is something extraordinary in his eyes.

Ryn and Greymond: Ryn's eldrich blast goes wide but Greymond's flask strikes right in the middle of the wolves, catching 5 in its wake.

Rolls

Wolves - (1d20+2, 1d20+2, 1d20+2, 1d20+2, 1d20+2)

1d20+2 : (2) + 2 = 4

1d20+2 : (1) + 2 = 3

1d20+2 : (18) + 2 = 20

1d20+2 : (4) + 2 = 6

1d20+2 : (13) + 2 = 15

Damage - (1d6, 1d6, 1d6)

1d6 : (1) = 1

1d6 : (1) = 1

1d6 : (1) = 1

May 4, 2018 2:11 pm
Basra glances at Wil and then asks the man, "What are you going out there?!" Basra takes a good look at the man, wondering why he would approach a house that was obviously under attack by wolves and ask to be let inside. It strikes him as odd.
OOC:
(Insight check?)
"There are wolves about and they are swarming this house! As much as I would like to let you in, the safest place for you right now is not here at the moment my friend. Hurry and get away before the wolves come back!" Basra looks past the man trying to see if any wolves are coming back to the window.
OOC:
Perception if you need it.
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Rolls

Insight check - (1d20+2)

(13) + 2 = 15

Perception check - (1d20+2)

(19) + 2 = 21

May 4, 2018 2:40 pm
Basra: There are no wolves you can see in the immediate vacinity of the window. You can tell from the man's speech that he is smiling and even trying to stifle a laugh as he asked to come in. He cracks as you finish speaking, with a loud, unsettling laugh. I disagree, Master Basra. There is no place safer. Now allow me to repeat myself. May I come in?
OOC:
Give me a Charisma saving throw.
May 4, 2018 4:49 pm
Greymond still focuses on the wolves at the front.
OOC:
Assuming theyre still there.
Taking another red vial and tossing it in the greatest cluster of wolves again.
May 4, 2018 6:44 pm
Slightly confused by the mans response, Basra cocks his head to one side as he looks at the man. He saw no more wolves for the time being and his attention is fully on the man now.
OOC:
Basra's suspicions were correct?! Wow! Please roll high... Oops!
Guys I think we are in trouble!
Last edited May 4, 2018 6:47 pm

Rolls

Charisma saving throw - (1d20+5)

(5) + 5 = 10

May 4, 2018 7:01 pm
Greymond: Several are caught in the blaze and a few are hanging back and refraining from attacking the mansion in an effort to avoid your firey wrath.

Basra:
Endermun sent a note to Silver.hawk
May 4, 2018 8:06 pm
Basra shakes his head to clear it and then replies, "But of course. This is certainly the safest place around. I believe the wolves are still around the front of the house. Let me clear some more boards so you can enter." Basra begins trying to quickly pull the boards off the window.
OOC:
Strength check?
Last edited May 4, 2018 8:07 pm

Rolls

Strength check - (1d20+2)

(14) + 2 = 16

May 4, 2018 8:29 pm
Ryn growls and points his finger at one of the wolves and tries again. "Come on, their only wolves..."

Rolls

Eldritch Blast - (1d20+5)

(10) + 5 = 15

Damage - (1d10+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

May 4, 2018 8:57 pm
Wil looks at Basra in disbelief. But instead of yelling, he stays eerily quiet. He hides behind Basra's form, waiting to observe this person that has sway over his friend.
OOC:
Action to hide, bonus action to insightful fighting.
[ +- ] Inquisitive Feature - Insightful Fighting

Rolls

Stealth - (1d20+7)

(13) + 7 = 20

Insight - (1d20+1)

(11) + 1 = 12

May 5, 2018 4:38 am
Greymond smiles at his bouts of flame. Take that ye damned dogs He overhand baseball pitches another vial out the window, continuing his barage on the wolves attacking the house. This time going for the more injured looking of the group to lob his molotov at.
May 5, 2018 10:12 pm
Ryn and Greymond: Your continued efforts, while ineffective at killing many wolves, does harry their assault on the mansion, not many willing to attack the front any longer. They keep in an orderly line about 20ft from the front door, barking and growling at the both of you.

Wil and Basra: Basra clears some boards from the window and the figure strides into the room, exuding a dominating presence onto Wil, exaggerating his already tall form.
[ +- ]
The amused look melts off of his face as he shifts his attention toward the hiding Wil. Why do you hide? I thought you had so much spirit, Master Wil, do not disappoint me. He waits for a response.
OOC:
He passed his insightful fighting check.
May 5, 2018 10:40 pm
Greymond this time while frustrated at his low body count shoves his hand into his satchel one more time. This round however he presents a bag which doesn't smell very good, or look very nice. From the opening dangles ropes and a sticky tar substance clinging to the fabric snakes. He tosses it on front of the line of wolves. Head downstairs? Maybe we can get them to piss off?
OOC:
Forgot the description for the tanglefoot bag.
[ +- ] Tanglefoot Bag
Last edited May 7, 2018 1:54 pm
May 5, 2018 10:59 pm
Now that the man is inside, Basra is attempting to reapply the boards to the window to prevent the wolves from coming in if they decide to come back. As he is doing so, he says over his shoulder to the man, "You picked the perfect time to come to the window friend. Those wolves were here just a few minutes ago and they would have torn you to shreds out there. Help me put these boards back up, would you?"
OOC:
I’ll be honest, it kinda creeps me out a little that he knows our names... haha
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May 5, 2018 11:43 pm
Ryn puts the broken boards up with one hand and casts mending. "There’s something about those wolves, I’m not as effective as I should be. Let’s see what we can do downstairs."
May 7, 2018 1:57 pm
Strange. Seems like we're keeping them back at least? He watches Ryn work his mending spell. That'd come in handy He quietly muses before starting to head back down the stairs.
OOC:
Edited previous post to add a description of what I threw. Also, does it sound like there are still sounds of a defense being put up? I'll head in the direction of the sound of fighting if there is any.
May 7, 2018 4:07 pm
Wil steps out of the shadows, sword drawn. Well, I see you've noticed me. What do you want from us?
OOC:
Is it okay to assume that with an intelligence of 15, that Wil can surmise who this is? As a player, I assume this is Strahd, but should I roll to see if that's Wil's intuition, too?
May 7, 2018 5:33 pm
OOC:
It depends entirely on why your character thinks that. There will be no intuition checks because I trust you guys to look through your characters' eyes and assume based on things that are present or things that I give you through checks like History.
May 7, 2018 6:20 pm
OOC:
I think Wil would take the fact that they were drawn here by a fake letter from the burgomaster, and he would trust Ismark's words to be accurate, that this is a snare by Strahd himself. However, Wil would probably be about 75% sure that this is Strahd, based on the fact that a servant of Strahd's would probably not know each of us specifically by name. He leaves some room for doubt, because he has been wrong before.
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May 7, 2018 6:21 pm
Ryn and Greymond: You go downstairs and find that there are no sounds of fighting at the present moment. Ismark and Ireena are at the windows looking out into the yard. They take notice of you. Well done, companions. I think they are about to leave. Ismark says, amazed at the sight outside. Ireena is less impressed Somethings wrong. Why would they just stop? She turns around Where have the other two gone? She glances about in place.

Wil and Basra: The man waves his hand toward Basra
Endermun sent a note to Silver.hawk
The man approaches Wil slowly, arms locked behind him Do you know yet what your presence here dooms you to? What fate awaits you in this place? He pauses for a moment and stops moving, turning to face Basra with eyes filled with terrible hunger. A ghost of a smile comes across his face. Do you know my name?
May 7, 2018 6:45 pm
Silver.hawk sent a note to Endermun
May 7, 2018 7:02 pm
Endermun sent a note to Silver.hawk
May 7, 2018 7:12 pm
Basra looks slightly confused at seeing the windows boarded back up and the man inside the house now. "How did you get in here?" As he takes a good look at the man and sees his eyes, those cold, dark, HUNGRY eyes, he feels the hair on the back of his neck stand up and a warning deep in his mind of this evil presence.nafter the man asks if Basra knew his name, Basra responds in an even voice, "I have only just joined my companions, but I have heard a little about why they are here and what they have gone thru up to this point." Basra readies himself for some action by the man. "If I had to venture a guess, I would say that YOU are the reason. And if that is true, then you can be none other than Strahd. Count Strahd. The one I remember hearing about that lived hundreds of years ago. The one who built Castle Ravenloft. And the one who is after a recent acquaintance of mine."
OOC:
Basra would like to prepare to cast Guiding Bolt at 2nd lvl if the man makes any sort of aggressive act.
Silver.hawk sent a note to Endermun

Rolls

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

May 7, 2018 7:41 pm
You must be him. The dark count of this land, no? Wil takes a step towards the figure.

What did you call us to this land for?
May 8, 2018 2:41 am
"Those wolves were nothing that I'd ever seen before. Perhaps Greymonds fire did enough to scare them off. Have you seen our other two companions, Wil or Basra? Come on Greymond, let's see where they got off to." Ryn starts heading farther into the house looking for the two.
May 11, 2018 4:52 am
OOC:
Everything ok with Endermun?
May 11, 2018 7:01 am
OOC:
I would assume just work stuff. He's a player in a game I DM on here, and he posted on that threat, albeit once in the last few days.
May 11, 2018 3:30 pm
OOC:
Yeah, I haven't had a lot of time to sink the amount of thought that this game requires. I believe that my post frequency might begin to get closer to my original estimate. Bear with me.
May 11, 2018 4:23 pm
Ryn: Ireena ventures with you and Ismark stays behind, trying to keep an eye on the army of wolves. You all begin to hear muffled talking as you head toward the back of the mansion.

Basra and Wil: Strahd points toward Basra Very clever of you, Master Basra. I am Count Strahd von Zarovich and I am the master of my realm. You are all guests in my house. He settles down and walks over toward the now-closed window. In truth, I find most of you very interesting. It is a shame about Master Baroth, however. Such a paragon broken by what was once a house full of foolish lunatics and madmen. His head turns as if he hears something Ask them why you can never leave Barovia. Until we meet again, dear friends, Farewell. You see his form begin to dissipate into a fine, dark mist and flow through the gaps in the boards. The sound of many canine feet against the hard ground rings out and gets softer and softer until it disappears. There is now only deathly silence.
May 11, 2018 8:13 pm
OOC:
No worries Endermun, life happens.
Still prepared for Strahd to make an aggressive action, Basra is surprised when Strahd simply walks back toward the window and after saying farewell, he disentigrates into a cloud of dark vapor and vanishes through a crack between the boards into the night. Without turning, he whispers to Wil, "What in the name of Lathander was that all about... And what did he mean by we can never leave Barovia?" He is still standing in the same position, staring at the window and not really believing his eyes, when the others enter the room.
May 11, 2018 9:10 pm
Whats going on back here, where did you two go?"
May 11, 2018 11:18 pm
We heard the wolves coming through the kitchen, so we responded. It was him...Strahd. He charmed Basra and was let in by him. He talked, and then he just left.
May 12, 2018 1:08 am
"It was very unnerving how easily I was charmed... And he even knew our names, mine included." Basra turns to Ireena and says, "Forgive me if I'm prying, but who exactly is Count Strahd in relation to you? Why is he so interested in you? And why did he tell us to ask you why we can't leave Barovia?"
May 13, 2018 3:53 pm
All: You hear heavy footsteps as Ismark makes his way into the hall behind Ireena They've gone! They just ran away, companions, we've succeeded! He says, a confident smile forming on his face. Ireena turns with her mistrusting look He was here, the devil Strahd, he made them go away. Ismark's expression returns to solumninity. Ireena turns toward you all I have no relation to him. I have no clue as to why he pursues me. He started to come into my chambers at night nearly a month ago. He has bitten me twice but I have no sign of becoming like him. I do not know what he plans but I know enough not to see them fulfilled. Ireena's face softens and becomes one of sadness as you reach the last question.He asked because he knows that we haven't told you. You are trapped here just as we are. I'm sorry.
May 13, 2018 7:24 pm
What do you mean we are trapped here? Why are we trapped?
May 13, 2018 8:37 pm
"And where exactly is "here"? This town? This house? Some kind of alternate plane of existence?" Basra asks, putting away his shield and mace, yet feeling less secure than before.
Taking a moment to collect himself he looks to the others and asks, "So how do we fix this situation now? We need to figure out what kind of Problem we stumbled into and how to fix it, even if it's little by little."
May 14, 2018 2:14 am
"He bit you, several times... what does that mean..." Ryn starts to back away from Ireena and turns towards Ismark. "and you brought us here knowing she has been bitten. What is your play here... what are both all about..."
May 14, 2018 3:07 am
Ireena struggles to get a word in through the barrage of questions being thrown her way. After Ryn's question, however, she becomes visibly irritated. That's not how it works! If you don't trust me not to be a monster like him then just leave! She storms off, upset, while Ismark yells after her. Ireena! Come back! He lets out a sigh and pauses, turning to all of you I am very sorry. We haven't been under normal circumstances and the townsfolk shun her for Strahd's interest in her. One of the crueler lies is that she's in league with him. I assure you, companions, that my sister is not a monster. Ismark says, a tinge of sadness in his voice. Now, for your questions. You are trapped in the Barovian valley, not the town. The mist chokes anybody that goes beyond it's borders except for ones that Strahd allows, like Vistani. Ismark reaches into his pack to produce a hand-drawn map. This is all that it encompasses. Vallaki is to the North-West and farther from Ravenloft than we are now. It is my purpose to bring Ireena there to provide her with at least some safety. Now that you know the full extent of our plight, will you help us?
May 14, 2018 3:17 am
I will definitely help you, Ismark. I stood in front of that man and did not shutter. I will not shutter at any signs of danger for your sake. We will get her there.

I trust you, Ismark.
May 14, 2018 4:38 am
"Why does he allow the Vistani to come and go freely and not others?" Basra shakes his head and then, taking a deep breath and straightening up, he says, "No matter. I have already promised to help, and seeing this evil with my own eyes, I cannot turn away now. I too will help in what ways I can."
Turning to Ryn, he says, "This evil must be destroyed my friend."
May 14, 2018 7:39 pm
"I do not like this situation. Basra and I have fought evil before, and I have taken a vow to destroy it, but I do not like being misled and not being fully informed of what we are going up against."
May 16, 2018 2:29 am
Aye, this whole venture has been more mysterious than the things in the underdark. he says inspecting the map before pulling out his notebook Mind if I..? He says not waiting for an answer and starts copying what he can down.
May 20, 2018 2:20 am
Yes, absolutely. Ismark says, surrendering the map to Greymond. As you inspect it, it is obviously traced from another map.
OOC:
The map contains the locations of Castle Ravenloft, a town called Krezk, another village called Berez, and the town of Vallaki. It also provides the names of many of the land features. I will try to get the world guide up to date but its been hard lately.
I apologise if I seemed secretive. I promise that i will tell you all I know about Strahd and the journey ahead after we rest. Pick any of the empty bedrooms upstairs to sleep and we will leave tomorrow morning. Once all conversation had concluded, you all make your way upstairs where you have a uneventful night.

Before long, muted sunlight falls through the boarded-up windows, lighting up the dust floating around the room. You are all awoken by the sound of fierce discussion in the hallway between Ismark and Ireena. Please, we have to leave as soon as possible. I fear for your safety. Ismark pleads. Ireena interrupts with conviction No, absolutly not. I refuse to go and leave our father lying on the floor to rot. With that it becomes once again quiet.
May 21, 2018 6:25 pm
Wil wakes up, noticing the argument. After rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, he walks to where Ireena is and says, I noticed that you and Ismark were having an argument. What's going on? He waits for her to respond.
May 21, 2018 6:58 pm
Ireena looks far better than she did last night. The dark circles around her eyes have disappeared and her hair is in a flowing cascade. Our father died three days ago and we haven't been able to carry him to the church to be buried for fear. I don't want to leave him laying there when we go. Its not right to and not what our father deserves. Ireena says.
May 21, 2018 7:11 pm
"If it’s still early, we may catch them off guard and do a quick burial. How far is the church?"
May 22, 2018 4:24 am
"I don't know why Strahd left us alone after he made it inside last night, but he has some reason for keeping us alive for the time being. I think that we should be able to bury your father without too much harassment. I doubt he would let some lowly wolves kill us when he could have easily done so last night." Basra says to Ireena and Ismark after joining the group.
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May 22, 2018 10:25 pm
Ireena looks at Ismark prompting him to concede. Alright. Come, companions, we must be swift. I do not wish to leave her here alone for too long. Ismark says, going towards the room with the coffin inside. He requests one of you to carry the coffin with him.
OOC:
Any of you with strength above 10 can easily carey half of the weight of the coffin. The question is who?
May 22, 2018 10:40 pm
Wil says, I won't be able to heft this thing. I'll stay back with Ireena, to keep her safe.
May 22, 2018 11:22 pm
Ryn pulls out his crossbow and casts mage hand to help lift... "I’ll help keep an eye out for any trouble."
OOC:
yeah my 8str isn’t going to really help much
May 23, 2018 12:34 am
Basra walks to the other end of the coffin and lifts with Ismark. "Let's do this."
May 23, 2018 2:41 am
You manage to get the coffin out of the door, leaving Wil and Ireena behind. The streets seem to have more life than they did the night before, a small amount of people traversing the streets. Some carry groceries while others simply drift toward the tavern but they all have the same blank expression, all stopping to look at you all. This makes the sound of small, wooden wheels rolling across damp cobbles especially noticable. You trace the lonely sound to a hunched figure bundled in rags, pushing a rickety wooden cart through the fog. It is an old woman and, as soon as she looks at you, she turns a corner into an alley, disappearing from sight.
May 23, 2018 3:46 am
Greymond follows the group carrying the coffin I could take some of that off your shoulder if ye need a break Basra He watches the lady stop and then skitter down the alleyway before shrugging and continuing on.
OOC:
Was she dressed as a Vestani?
May 23, 2018 4:00 am
OOC:
No. The Vistani you have met have all worn bright colors. This woman seemed to have been dressed in brown rags.
May 23, 2018 4:56 am
"I appreciate the offer, Greymond, but I'm doing ok. Did you guys see that lady just now that ducked into the alley? Keep your eyes peeled. We don't want any more trouble than we already have." Basra says to both Ryn and Greymond.
May 23, 2018 6:26 am
Greymond instinctively shoves his hand into his satchel. Probably just takin' a shortcut.
May 23, 2018 7:25 am
What are you talking about? Ismark asks as you reach a chapel-like building, having had his back turned to the event.
May 23, 2018 3:12 pm
Some ol' lass pushin a cart. Made a turn down an alleyway.
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May 23, 2018 11:13 pm
Ryn watches the old lady run off with interest.

Rolls

Insight - (1d20+1)

(17) + 1 = 18

May 25, 2018 9:02 pm
Ryn: From her body language it seems like she's purposely avoiding you.
May 26, 2018 1:05 pm
"Do you know that old lady? I think she's purposefully avoiding us."
May 28, 2018 5:54 pm
Atop a slight rise, against the roots of the pillar stone that supports Castle Raven loft, stands a gray, sagging edifice of stone and wood. This church has obviously weathered the assaults of evil for centuries on end and is worn and weary. A bell tower rises toward the back, and flickering light shines through holes in the shingled roof. The rafters strain feebly against their load. The heavy woolen doors of the church are covered with claw marks and scarred by fire. Ismark leads the coffin through the doors along with Basra and whoever else that follows. The doors open to reveal a ten-foot-wide, twenty-foot-long hall leading to a brightly lit chapel. The hall is unlit and reeks of mildew. Four doors, two on each side of the hall, lead to adjacent chambers.
You can see that the chapel is strewn with debris, and you hear a soft voice from within reciting a prayer. Suddenly, the prayer is blotted out by an inhuman scream that rises up from beneath the wooden floor. Ismark doesn't react and continues to carry the coffin farther into the church.
May 28, 2018 9:30 pm
"By the gods!" Basra says almost stumbling from being startled, "Why is there someone always screaming around here?! What is it this time?!"
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May 30, 2018 2:27 am
Exorcism maybe? There sure does seem to be a lot of nasty bits going on around here though. As usual he shoves his hand in his satchel and continues walking along with the rest of the group.
May 30, 2018 3:21 am
"How is it that a holy site like this is so assailed? I would have thought this would have been the last place that evil would have been able to corrupt. Please don’t take this the wrong way but have you considered a funeral pyre instead of a burial? We have come across undead already, I wouldn’t want that to happen to your father."
May 30, 2018 4:05 am
The chapel is a shambles, with overturned and broken pews littering the dusty floor. Dozens of candles mounted in candlesticks and candelabras light every dusty corner in a fervent attempt to rid the chapel of shadows. At the far end of the church sits a claw-scarred altar, behind which kneels a priest in soiled vestments. Next to him hangs a long, thick rope that stretches up into the bell tower. From beneath the chapeI floor, you hear a young man's I voice cry out, "Father! I m starving"

Ismark sets the coffin down and talks quietly as the priestly man notices the presence of the party and begins to get up. It is the priest's son. He is possessed with evil and mustn't be let out. And Ryn, it may be different where you are from but this is the only way to lay him to rest that I will abide. As the priest approaches, you all notice that he looks exhausted. A soft, hoarse voice speaks Ismark, hello. Have you finally found travelers to help in your flight? Ismark turns toward him. Yes, Donovich, at last. But first, we thought that a proper burial for my father would be the best thing to do. I hope it is not too late to invoke the Lord. Donovich looks down at the coffin. No, no, of course not. Come, maybe one of your friends can help dig. Donovich looks at the three of you, seemingly waiting for a volunteer. The screams of desperation from under the floor ring out constantly, both the priest and Ismark ignoring it.
May 30, 2018 11:04 am
"I will aid in the digging. No offense to the rest of you, but I'm probably the best suited for the job among us." Basra says, looking to the others. "Just be on your guard for anything weird...." He pauses, shaking his head before continuing, "in our current situation, most things are weird. Just be alert and ready for now I guess."
May 30, 2018 12:48 pm
Ye? Better a diggin then a dwarf? I think not. He follows this up by making no movement towards a shovel.
May 30, 2018 5:10 pm
"By all means, I’ll keep watch."

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

May 31, 2018 1:35 pm
So to recap. We've been invited and lured here by a deceased burgeomaster only to find out it wasn't him at all but this vampire thing, only to be stuck 'ere indefinitely? He asks no one in particular clearly frustrated. Wonder what the hell he wants with us. He muses
Jun 1, 2018 4:24 pm
Basra: You and Ismark are lead, carrying the coffin, by Donovich through the front door and around the church. A fence of wrought iron with a rusty gate encloses a rectangular plot of land behind the dilapidated church. Tightly packed gravestones shrouded by fog bear the names of souls long passed. All seems quiet. Donovich hands you and Ismark a rusty shovel each.

Ryn and Greymond: The screams continue. Father, please! I'm dying!

Wil: You're spending the morning having breakfast and spending the morning sitting in the Burgomaster's mansion.
Jun 1, 2018 5:06 pm
[ +- ] Burgomaster's Mansion
Jun 1, 2018 5:14 pm
Wil: Ireena eats a small breakfast with you, seemingly saving the rest for everyone else.
Jun 1, 2018 7:52 pm
[ +- ] Burgomaster's Mansion
Jun 1, 2018 9:20 pm
Wil: Ireena gains a pensive look, seemingly trying to remember. It started small. Wolves would come and pace around the building, rats and bats would get inside, things like that. Then he would come. I can't recall clearly what happened when he was here or even how he came in but I remember many times where I would wake up from a dream and find him there, standing at the foot of my bed. I would wake up with marks on my neck. Then the wolves came. Night after night, they try to get into the house but we don't let them. Three days ago, it became too much for my father and he passed away. That is my account of what has been happening to me.
Jun 3, 2018 7:21 am
[ +- ] Burgomaster's Mansion

Rolls

Insight (minimum 8 roll w/ Eyes for Deceipt) - (1d20+1)

(20) + 1 = 21

Jun 3, 2018 2:16 pm
OOC:
Ryn, I believe followed the group out to keep watch while they buried their father. Greymond would've gone with as well.
How did your son come to be how he is priestly man?
Jun 3, 2018 6:40 pm
OOC:
yep, I’m with the burial party
Last edited June 3, 2018 6:41 pm
Jun 5, 2018 6:37 pm
Burial Party: As Basra and Ismark dig a hole where Donovich directs, the priest turns to Greymond, face wracked with sadness. A wizard in black robes tried to revolt against Strahd. My son, Doru, and many others acompanied him to Ravenloft. The Wizard was killed and so was Doru. But Doru returned and I managed to trap him in the undercroft.

House Party: I'm sorry, I can't remember. Ireena says after a time. She seems genuine.
Jun 5, 2018 7:30 pm
[ +- ] Burgomaster's Mansion
Jun 5, 2018 10:05 pm
"I'm sorry, that is a horrible story, is there anything else you can tell us about Strahd. We seem to be trapped here, but are looking for a way to escape."
Jun 7, 2018 2:10 pm
A wizard you say? Hmm, wonder why he wasn't successful.... He cuts himself short hearing Ryn's words. er, uh, yes, many apologies.
Jun 13, 2018 10:55 pm
Greymond, Ryn, and Basra: I'm sorry. There's no escape. Donovich says, saddened. Ismark and Basra finish the hole and lower the coffin as Donovich begins to pray over the grave Lord of the dawn, please deliver this noble soul, one that had been my friend for countless years, out of this wretched place. May his body be made anew and his life be reborn in a land far away and may his descendants find refuge from the devils that plague them. After his head rises and eyes open, he gives a caring look toward Ismark. Take her to the Abbey of Saint Markovia in Krezk. It is a holy place and it is the best hope for the refuge you seek. Lord be with you, Ismark.
Jun 18, 2018 6:47 pm
"Well I don't believe there's no escape, I've seen to much and I don't believe it. We will find a way out even if we have to go through Stroud to do it. So lets be on our way."

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