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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rhun" data-source="post: 4832353" data-attributes="member: 29098">The bearded warrior speaking to Drelkat bursts into deep, belly-aching laughter, loud enough that all those in the taproom turn their heads at the sounds. The laughter continues for several moments before the man wipes a tear from his eye and again leans in close to the cleric, speaking to him in a low voice.[sblock=S@squ@tch]"Forgive my outburst, but many have said they would return, and none have." He chuckles again and takes a hearty drink of ale, emptying his mug. "Only the damn Vistani gypsies seem to come and go from the valley at will. Well, them and the damn undead."Torvay leans back in his chair and takes on a more conversational tone. "I'm not a historian. But Barovia was a peaceful, pleasant land until some four or five hundred years ago. That was when the von Zarovich family conquered the realm with their army, and took residence in the great Castle Ravenloft. I'm told they ruled with an iron hand, but as time went on, their power waned in the outlying lands, and their borders collapsed." The captain shurgs. "But who would notice in Coris? They don't call these these lands the Sundered Realms for nothing.""The undead, though, and the lycans? Well, they've been a problem on and off for as long as I can remember. Every few years their numbers grown...though this is the worst I've seen in my lifetime."[/sblock]</blockquote>