Rhun's I6: Ravenloft - IC Thread

Ares - Tiefling evoker

[sblock=up in the room]Finishing his little ceremony, Ares decides it is time to grab something to eatand drain a drink down his throat. He wraps a leather bandage around his cut, place the hood over his horns and go down.[/sblock]

Ares enters the main hall, cursing quietly as he sees that most humans are still here. He looks around and spots the table where his companions are. He walks slowly to them, placing his bandaged hand in his pocket to avoid questions.
Evening...
Seeing a wench passing by he will tell her that he wants the dinner and drink now. He already paid for them when he ordered the room. Glancing back to his companions he spots they are gathered around a letter. He takes a sit and waits patiently to his order.
What’s this?
 

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Ryan reads the letter.

"I agree that we must go ... and that it looks strange. I wonder what evil would afflict one particular woman by means of wounds. Usually monsters just hunt whoever is nearby. I fear she has been bitten by a werewolf - in which case we may not be able to do much to save her.


Meanwhile, I could certainly use more ale."
He motions to the barkeep.
 

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"Devil you say," says Delkat as he follows the Captain's gaze.

After the gypsy has left, Delkat continues,"Well, what do you make of that?"

He awaits the reaction of the Captain.

Once he hears what the Captain has to say, he thanks him and stands up and walks over to the table where the letter resides.
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Torvay shakes his head. "I don't know what to make of that. Certainly unusual, to be sure. I tell you this: If you plan to travel to Barovia Town, I hope your goddess goes with you. For rumor says it is an evil place. I wish you luck, Lightbringer."
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While you begin your deliberations about the letter, the innkeeper takes a look in the pouch that was left on the counter and his eyes go wide. He slides it under the bar, smiling widely, and begins filling mugs for everyone in the place.
 

Kyranvik sighed. "Yes, we must go. It surely must be a trap, but still we must go in the remote chance it is not. But Esme is right, tonight we drink, we dance we live. And tomorrow we leave for Barovia."
 

While you begin your deliberations about the letter, the innkeeper takes a look in the pouch that was left on the counter and his eyes go wide. He slides it under the bar, smiling widely, and begins filling mugs for everyone in the place.

"Sounds like an excellent plan Ky," Esme takes another ale with a happy grin. Too long she had been living alone in the woods she realized.

"It's nice to be warm and dry and in the company of friends and I'm feeling generous. Does anyone have a question they'd like answered?" She says as she fans out her tarot cards. "Or palms they went read?" Her large blue eyes look up from under her long lashes, sparkling mischievously.
 

While you begin your deliberations about the letter, the innkeeper takes a look in the pouch that was left on the counter and his eyes go wide. He slides it under the bar, smiling widely, and begins filling mugs for everyone in the place.

Hey keep, make sure dat covers my room! And not with Muffy the dog faced wench over there.

See, i knew all yah would come around. Now 'marrow we'll save some noble lass, earn some coin & be da talk of the town. What is the worse that could happen . . .
 

See, i knew all yah would come around. Now 'marrow we'll save some noble lass, earn some coin & be da talk of the town. What is the worse that could happen . . .

Kay'el stops, wine halfway to his lips, and sets the glass down with a sigh as he regards his newest companion. "The worst that could happen? Asking such questions is regarded among my people as the lowest of curses one can bestow upon their friends, for it is known to summon trouble. What is the worst that can happen.." He looks to Esmee and her cards "I think that is a question best left unanswered. If we never discover the answer to your question, I will die happily - and with luck, no time soon."
 

Being upstairs while the others read the letter, Ares takes the letter and begins to read it.
He frowns immediately.
...good people of our town ... bah!
He say with a boo
I curse them all to suffer
He thinks to himself
Kolyan Indrirovich... he will pay... as the others will pay, they will pay with blood.

Turning to his companions Ares say
You will find nothing but evil in the town ... Even the most merciful deity would have sent all the denizens to rot in the abyss. Those who seek help are the lesser of two evils.
 

You continue to discuss the letter and drink free ale, with Nebten becoming good and truly drunk. The hour grows late, after mid-night now, and the townsolk begin to venture out into the night, the rain seeming to have slowed to just a steady drizzle in the last hour.
 

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