Rhun's I6: Ravenloft - IC Thread

[Rhun]

OOC: Well, you were lured into Barovia with a false letter. Then told anyone who tries to leave dies. And then you met Ismark and Ireena. So your mission isn't exactly protecting them, but figuring out how to get out of Barovia, and perhaps break the curse on the land?

 

[s@squ@tch]

"Ultimately, we have a duty to break the hold that this beast has on this land."

"The sun must shine once again upon Barovia."

"But, we also need to protect those that we have encountered so far -- Ireena and Ismark must be given respite from the undead hordes."

"I say we set out for the castle in the morn, and try not to spend the night inside the castle....."

 

[Rhun]

The afternoon sun is little more than a dim blot in the sky as you make your way back to the Burgomaster's manor, obscured as it is by the thick black clouds. A cold wind howls out of the mountains, whipping your cloaks around you as you travel. But at least the rain has stopped, though the clutching mud of the road grabs at your feet as you walk. Still, it doesn't take you long to reach your destination.

Your thumping on the heavy front door is answered by Ismark, who nods when he sees you. "Ah, my friends, good...I'm glad you are back." You quickly enter the house, to find Ireena and a young man talking quietly in the foyer. Ismark bars the door behind you. "We were just about to go looking for you."

Indeed, they trio looks like they were about to go looking for you. Both Ismark and Ireena wear chainmail shirts beneath their cloaks, and have blades at their waists. The other man, who appears younger than both of them, is dressed in studded leather armor, and carries a crossbow with him.

Ireena smiles at you all, and gestures to the young man. "This is my friend Xavian. He is here to help."


OOC: [MENTION=23298]industrygothica[/MENTION], you're up!

 

[industrygothica]

Xavian nods to the group. "Greetings," he says simply, the tone of his voice lost somewhere between a man and a child.

 

[kinem]

"Hello. I'm Ryan" Ryan says. He thinks back on himself at the same age, perhaps 8 years ago, and how he'd been just barely able to beat a typical-looking orc in single combat - not without taking a nearly mortal wound, and with the help of his first spells - and elated to win that battle.

"While glad to have your help, I'm sorry to see another person get dragged into this. The enemy is powerful, the outcome uncertain. But another warrior would surely be a great help in safeguarding Ireena while we investigate the castle tomorrow."

 

[Rhun]

Ireena smiles at Ryan's comment. "I don't know that Xavian qualifies as a warrior. But he is a great shot with his crossbow!"

 

[industrygothica]

Xavian opens his mouth to argue with Ireena, but quickly decides better. Instead, he regards Ryan. "Fortunately I didn't have to be dragged into this, but offer my aid with free will. I am fully aware of the dangers, but Ireena--and her brother--are worth it to me." It is painfully obvious that the inclusion of Ismark in that statement was an afterthought. Ireena is the one he desires to impress.

"Shall we rest then, and get an early start?"

 

[s@squ@tch]

Delkat sizes up Xavian, carefully gauging his proximity and apparent closeness to Ireena.

He was not about to let some local vagabond come between himself and his hot goth chick.

Crossing his arms,"What type of 'help' do you think you can offer us?"

 

[industrygothica]

Delkat sizes up Xavian, carefully gauging his proximity and apparent closeness to Ireena.

He was not about to let some local vagabond come between himself and his hot goth chick.

Crossing his arms,"What type of 'help' do you think you can offer us?"

Xavian's natural instinct was to go on the defensive, but he was resolute in his decision to prove to Ireena he was worthy, and stepped toward the man.

"I've a good set of eyes and keen ears, for starters," he said. "And a knack for tinkering that's gotten me out of more than one jam." Xavian took a step closer, and lowered his voice to an audible whisper. "But you'll forgive me when I remind you that it is not you to whom I offer help, but to Ireena. Is that not your goal as well, to see the evil that has befallen this fair maiden put finally to rest?"

 

[Fenris]

Xavian's natural instinct was to go on the defensive, but he was resolute in his decision to prove to Ireena he was worthy, and stepped toward the man.

"I've a good set of eyes and keen ears, for starters," he said. "And a knack for tinkering that's gotten me out of more than one jam." Xavian took a step closer, and lowered his voice to an audible whisper. "But you'll forgive me when I remind you that it is not you to whom I offer help, but to Ireena. Is that not your goal as well, to see the evil that has befallen this fair maiden put finally to rest?"

Kyranvik puts a friendly hand on Xavian's shoulder. "Don't pay too much heed to Del. He gets grumpy when he can't warm his face with the sun. A good set of eyes will be most welcome, as will a keen shot. We will hope to set out early, though it depends on how our night goes. Last night was challenging. Though we, uh, disagreed on how to deal with that problem, a measure we should all try to establish before any trouble arises."