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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Endur" data-source="post: 3159802" data-attributes="member: 3346">The party is victorious.  The undead have been destroyed.Examining the lonely buildings about you, the claw marks that rake the vacant homes takes on an ominous significance not merely because of their presence, but because of the five-fingered, handlike shape they suggest.Further inward, more buildings survive.  Doors are barricaded with tables, broken carts, and smashed furnishings.  Windows are shattered and planked.  But has anyone been saved?  What happened to those who rode ahead of you?  Silence is thick in the fog-bound streets, as though cotten-stuffed into your ears.  Nothing living stirred, nothing breathing walking the streets.Its hard to see in the fog, but it looks like there is an over-turned hay cart ahead as the street leads further into the village of Barovia.</blockquote>