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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Strahd_Von_Zarovich" data-source="post: 4823809" data-attributes="member: 24609">A supply caravan heads from the little village of Rhynehurst to castle Estival, carrying hemp, oil and leather. They are happy with your company and you acquire knowledge about the local boring politics and some fairy tales of the lands from the old teamster.After 3 hours on board the caravan you reach to the castle grounds. The castle belongs to a local knight that swore his alliance to the free city of Verbobonc. So he was given a land in the south west part of the city’s domain. Several farms are located around the castle with numerous fields of wheat and corn. No inn is the area, but since you traveled with the caravan, you are permitted to spend the night in a barn and have a warm dinner with the caravan’s master.Sunday 9/4/600Leaving the castle ground you begin the voyage toward the Kron hills. The dirt path runs along a clear stream and after half a day, the towering twisted trees of the Ironwood begin to border the other side of the shallow stream. The forest itself is quite, ut you do hear croaks and chirping here and there. When the edge between twilight and eve comes, you here calls, in the human tongue, they are weak but clear.“help ... please, somebody” *sobbing* “please ... help me...”Someone is calling, sounds like a woman’s voice ... coming from the edge of the woods.</blockquote>