Urik's eyes light up when he hears about the Symbol. "May I see it?" Ashlyn is hesitant at first, but then nods, and the old man looks for once at peace when he sees the sun-like form. He looks at a moment, then pushes it back to the paladin. Looking at the two holy warriors, he nods. "You are having more need of it than this old man. It belongs to my order, and you shall be a true member soon enough, my Lady."
~~~
Jarrith finds Vincent in a sad shape. The chains have been joined by rope and bars to make as secure of a cage as possible, and now he has guards---the durable Ladreth amongst them. The Blademark has obvious wounds, tended just enough to keep him alive, but not hale. Apparently, the guards want to keep him weak for when it happens again.
The Stalker sighs, and goes about his work. But as he casts the magic, he feels it slip away from him, shunted aside. It is a tenacious curse, and it will not be broken by him today. [Vincent fails his save]
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Walking amongst the people, Jannis still gets some mixed responses. Things both for good and ill have befell the town in the Expedition's presence, and they are all lumped together in the Barovian mind. The villagers she does talk to do so respectfully, if a bit cautiously. She discovers that the story of the dead witches passed quickly. They have been a pall over the town for months, and none morn their passing. But now, they seem to wait for the inevitable other shoe to drop. "The wolf that is killed was stopping the three in the shadows," as the Barovian saying goes. Something else is always waiting.
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Thus, it is a few hours before noon when the group gathers in the center square with their mounts, the shadow of the Castle looming above them.
[Any other business before leaving town? Tessa or someone else might try a curse removal?]
