Strahd's "RttToEE" CLOSED
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Strahd_Von_Zarovich
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I'm sorry Miltiades, but I'm weak and posses no magic except a magical force arrow.
The wizard response as you make haste back to the ground level, peering outside there is no sign of the blue horse size wyrm, crossing the court yard you reach your horses and soon you are on the way on the muddy, hilly dirt road to Hommlet.
Its late twilight when you leave behind the moathouse, although it is going to be dark soon, Sougnoir remarks that the presence of the dragon was positive, now that wild beasts and other nightmares fled from the area and made it somewhat safe to travel back to Hommlet in the dark hours.
You travel most of the way, the unconscious Gnoll dragged behind with a rope, with no means to interrogate the hyena creature you drop him in a shallow grave like Korbryn suggested (Fix me if you want something else to do) and leave him to the mercy of the bog and the wild animals.
I'll take it from here by my self
Says the wizard and points to the far lights of the farms.
I bid you farewell and success, and don't forget to drop by when you return.
You turn and make you way back to the moathouse, it been 4-5 hours travel until you left the wizard and you feel a bit tired. Up on the road ahead you spot someone with a torch, looks like someone familiar, the man waves as you get near
Howdy, me remember ya champs
Say the hunter.
It's Ol' Del, ya remember me right, what are ya doin' over here, need a place to put ya head?
The wizard response as you make haste back to the ground level, peering outside there is no sign of the blue horse size wyrm, crossing the court yard you reach your horses and soon you are on the way on the muddy, hilly dirt road to Hommlet.
Its late twilight when you leave behind the moathouse, although it is going to be dark soon, Sougnoir remarks that the presence of the dragon was positive, now that wild beasts and other nightmares fled from the area and made it somewhat safe to travel back to Hommlet in the dark hours.
You travel most of the way, the unconscious Gnoll dragged behind with a rope, with no means to interrogate the hyena creature you drop him in a shallow grave like Korbryn suggested (Fix me if you want something else to do) and leave him to the mercy of the bog and the wild animals.
I'll take it from here by my self
Says the wizard and points to the far lights of the farms.
I bid you farewell and success, and don't forget to drop by when you return.
You turn and make you way back to the moathouse, it been 4-5 hours travel until you left the wizard and you feel a bit tired. Up on the road ahead you spot someone with a torch, looks like someone familiar, the man waves as you get near
Howdy, me remember ya champs
Say the hunter.
It's Ol' Del, ya remember me right, what are ya doin' over here, need a place to put ya head?
Strahd_Von_Zarovich
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Ol' Del
I saw you from the road when you escorted the potion seller from Hommlet.
It is but several hundred meters to Ol' Del's Hut, the place is somewhat camouflaged with trees, bushes and thorny scrubs in the boggy and hilly area, you spot a small barn and a wooden rack with dried skins and pelts.
You can sleep in that barn and tie your horses to the wooden fence next to it, there are some olds pallets in the barn for you to sleep on. They belonged to my family, until they left.
His house is dirty and messed, but warm and cozy. He hands you a delicious stew he made out of the otter he caught when you saw him the day before.
I saw someone followed ya.
He says and takes a sit on an old torn sofa, he lowers his hunting cap and you see that he is an old Half-Elf, a mix of Flan and a wild elf.
I recognized the man, the antipathetic treasure seeker me met a week ago when me came to sell ma pelts in Hommlet, ye was accompanied by a brute Half-orc with a greenish-gray pallor and a head shaved except for a topknot, they headed to the ruined keep … say did ya beat the dragon?
I saw you from the road when you escorted the potion seller from Hommlet.
It is but several hundred meters to Ol' Del's Hut, the place is somewhat camouflaged with trees, bushes and thorny scrubs in the boggy and hilly area, you spot a small barn and a wooden rack with dried skins and pelts.
You can sleep in that barn and tie your horses to the wooden fence next to it, there are some olds pallets in the barn for you to sleep on. They belonged to my family, until they left.
His house is dirty and messed, but warm and cozy. He hands you a delicious stew he made out of the otter he caught when you saw him the day before.
I saw someone followed ya.
He says and takes a sit on an old torn sofa, he lowers his hunting cap and you see that he is an old Half-Elf, a mix of Flan and a wild elf.
I recognized the man, the antipathetic treasure seeker me met a week ago when me came to sell ma pelts in Hommlet, ye was accompanied by a brute Half-orc with a greenish-gray pallor and a head shaved except for a topknot, they headed to the ruined keep … say did ya beat the dragon?
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