Endur's Expedition to Castle Ravenloft

[Le Noir Faineant]

"And where would they go? Their homes, livelyhoods and families are here. If they start fleeing from evil now they will never stop running. Danovich has been stopped, and the curse appears to have been broken. Better to rebuild than leave I'd think."

Ashlyn shakes her head and refills Darios' mug by way of a peace offering, seeing that it's unlikely he'll be drawn into conversation just yet.

Dareios nods to Ashlyn and cheers to her. With one big draught, he swallows the entire drink, then takes the bottle to refill.

"I should have gone right back home when I had the chance. Now I am bound to this place."

 

[Goddess FallenAngel]

Ismark the Lesser adds, "It is unfortuntate that the Village Church is burning down as we speak. Since Alessandra is our new village priest, we will just have to build her a new church. We will probably have to spend all day tomorrow on funeral services. We will start building the new church the day after tomorrow."

Alessandra wearily finds a place to rest, if only for a moment. "At least the curse is broken... perhaps now the dead will lie in peace." She looks up at Ismark. "Perhaps you would be able to locate us a room or two in which to rest?"

 

[Endur]

The innkeeper responds to Allesandra, "If the world is indeed not coming to an end, people will go home after dawn, and I'll have rooms available for rent tomorrow night. Tonight, all the rooms are taken, but there is some space sitting on a stair over there."

 

[Le Noir Faineant]

Dareios, who had been sitting next the bar and thought to get completely drunk, is suddenly disturbed in his dark musings by the innkeeper's words.

"Who for all the nine hells would be here today that won't be here tomorrow? - Or are you already counting in the casualities of war?!"

In a friendlier tone, he will add. "I took that the undead were makijng it impossible to leave this place. - If not, then I think we should evacuate as many of the people here as possible... Maybe to that inn where we met the burgomaster's messenger. It would be easier to deal with the horrors here if we wouldn't have to fear for innocent lifes in danger... Like yours."

 

[Rhun]

Skorl simply shrugs at Darieos' comments, and remains quiet as he drinks his ale. It was not the half-orcs place to question these villagers' decisions. If they wanted to remain in Barovia, that was their choice to make. It was their home, and Skorl could understand not wanting to flee.

 

[Goddess FallenAngel]

Alessandra shakes her head wearily at the innkeeper's words and doesn't respond to his words. Instead, she reflects on the chances of finding an empty house nearby... perhaps if they take watches, it would be safe enough to rest there.

 

[Rhun]

After polishing off a few tankards of ale, Skorl will look for someplace to get a few hours of sleep.

 

[Legildur]

Ismark resumes his drinking at the table. He gestures for the newcomers to join him if they wish. "The people are as safe as they can be, for now," Ismark says, indicating the villagers taking up almost every available piece of floor space in the inn. "Now I need to see what I can do to get them back to their homes. Which means rescuing my sister, burying my father, and retrieving the holy symbol of ravenloft."

"I'll likely die in the attempt, but it falls to me to do so," he adds, continuing to drink, obviously figuring that this will be his last night alive and intending to do the most with it given the circumstances.

 

[industrygothica]

When Willow finishes her conversation with Jack she will also find a corner in which to get some rest. She will rise at dawn to begin her morning ritual.

 

[Endur]

A long day is capped by an even longer night.

Yet dawn does come.

A bright sunny day, almost too bright, greets the party.

The villagers return to their homes.

The bodies of the slain (and there are many bodies) are taken to the graveyard near the burned out chuch.