Endur's Expedition to Castle Ravenloft

[Voadam]

Jack comes over to whisper to Ismark "There are signs of someone climbing out, but they do not look like those that would be created by a young maid. They're too wide apart for the placement. No tracks around the ground outside to follow."

 

[Pyrex]

"Gertrude never left her room. It has been years since she has been outside. We kept her safe from the evils of the outside world."

"Had you spoken with Gertrude earlier in the day? When was the last time you spoke with her?"

 

[Rhun]

Skorl continues to lay on the ground while he waits for his companions. The grass feels nice beneath his back, and the half-orc slowly begins to doze off.

 

[Legildur]

"I wonder if Gertrude was not left in her room as a corpse, and arose when this unnatural plague visited the town." Even as the last words leave her mouth, she looks self-conscious. "Perhaps I have let my thoughts dwell too long on macabre visions," she says.

"Such are the times," Ismark consoles Allesandra. "I favour that Gertrude was simply an overprotected child who has rebelled."

Seeing Jack lurking, he gestures for him to join he and Allesandra, figuring the conversation done. He frowns as Jack relays the new information. "Cast wider for the tracks," he requests. "Unless it flew, it had to go somewhere - whatever it was."

"Maybe I was quick to dismiss your concerns," he says to Allesandra.

 

[Endur]

Lia responds to Ismark, "The problem is not the lack of tracks. The problem is the lack of knowing which tracks to look for. The dirt road is muddy from the rain after the zombies rose. Many villagers have tread upon it. There is no way to know which track to follow, or even if the track you seek still exists. We have no way of knowing which boot goes with the hand that left a mark upon the wall outside Gertrude's room."

Mary responds to Ashlyn, "Of course I spoke with her earlier in the day. I spoke with her every day. When the creatures prowled upon the street and tried to get in through the front door, I told her to remain in her room while I pushed additional furniture in front of the front door.
"I never heard any noises from Gertrude's room during the night of the walking dead, but there were so many loud noises coming from the street that they drowned out all other noises."

 

[Legildur]

Ismark grunts at Lia's explanation. "I'm no tracker, but I'd have thought that something that big would leave unusual tracks. But I see your point."

 

[Rhun]

Skorl begins to snore from where he has dozed off on the ground in front of the house. As the old saying goes...his snores are loud enough to wake the dead. Of course, here in Barovia it seems, the dead are already awake.

 

[Endur]

Lia responds to Ismark, "The hand that left a mark on the wall is larger than my hand or Mary's hand. It is certainly larger than the hand of a small girl. On the other hand, it is not larger than Skorl's hand. Or yours for that matter. There are simply too many boot tracks that could go with a man's hand for us to determine who left the mark on the wall."

 

[Legildur]

Ismark laughs quietly. "A boyfriend no doubt," he remarks. Stepping outside to where the crowd waits, Ismark holds his hand up in silence. "Is there any here that call Gertrude friend? if so, step forward."

If any do so, then Ismark will take them aside. "This is important, lad/lass, for time is scarce nowadays. I reckon that Gertrude is with a young man, enjoying his company somewhere discrete away from her mother's over-protective eyes. What can you tell me about this? And no lying to me now, for I have witches and wolves to slay to make Barovia safe."

 

[Rhun]

Skorl continues to snore, muttering strange utterances as he sleeps.