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Gwyllen walks through the door well back from the others, examining the inner Abbey for artistic details and signs of who worships here and what can be learned from them. [Standing near the altar (if there is one)], holding her spear between her hands, she stands up straight and closes her eyes, reaching out with her Fey senses, trying to detect the faint smells and waves of Fey energies or feelings of power.
Manneo - Not wanting to interrupt the conversation taking place with...yet, another holy man. He looks to the woman that was playing the music and there is something off about her he just can't figure it out.
(Not sure what to roll...I will let you decide which sticks.)
Gwyllen walks through the door well back from the others, examining the inner Abbey for artistic details and signs of who worships here and what can be learned from them. [Standing near the altar (if there is one)], holding her spear between her hands, she stands up straight and closes her eyes, reaching out with her Fey senses, trying to detect the faint smells and waves of Fey energies or feelings of power.
Manneo - Not wanting to interrupt the conversation taking place with...yet, another holy man. He looks to the woman that was playing the music and there is something off about her he just can't figure it out.
(Not sure what to roll...I will let you decide which sticks.)
Perception:23
Medicine:5
Investigation:5
The music is from an unseen master. The women and the man are not what they appear.
The man says " Well as far as beds, we do not have any to spare. My name is Abott Lawrence. This lovely lady is Vasilka. I am teaching her the finer points of etiquette. I also intend to teach her to dance."
As Ireena reaches the pool’s edge, an image appears in its sparkling blue waters: a handsome youth of kind and noble visage. The sadness in his eyes turns to sudden joy.
“Tatyana!” he says. “It has been so long! Come, my love. Let us be together at last.”
Ireena gasps and puts a hand on her heart. “My beloved Sergei! In life, you were a prince and a man of faith. We were to be married long ago. Has this blessed pool called your spirit to me?” She reaches toward the water’s surface as a hand of water rises up to take hers.
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Skorn steps in as well. The halfling speaks the truth. We have traveled from Barovia to deliver Ireena to safety.
Ready to DM and chew bubblegum. And I'm alllll outta bubblegum.
Kellen Rivian (Level 12 Lore Bard)- Ghosts of Saltmarsh (cbaer8)
Ruven Gilrel (Level 4 Bladesinger)- The Shattered Obelisk
Gwyllen walks through the door well back from the others, examining the inner Abbey for artistic details and signs of who worships here and what can be learned from them. [Standing near the altar (if there is one)], holding her spear between her hands, she stands up straight and closes her eyes, reaching out with her Fey senses, trying to detect the faint smells and waves of Fey energies or feelings of power.
Religion - 10
Arcana - 21
Gwyllen Øyvund - Level 4 / Human Variant / Warlock, Fey Touched Archanist of the Raven Queen - Death Inspectors
Torment Malichar - Level 8 / Tiefling / Druid of the Underdark, Cleric of Mielikki - Knights of the Hanging Chicken (Team 3)
Master Shovel of the Sandbox - Bane of Kerakys
Manneo - Not wanting to interrupt the conversation taking place with...yet, another holy man. He looks to the woman that was playing the music and there is something off about her he just can't figure it out.
(Not sure what to roll...I will let you decide which sticks.)
Perception:8
Medicine:5
Investigation:4
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd
Kaddock & Manneo dont forget to add guidance
(Depending on which one she chooses I will add the guidance to it if needed)
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd
She looks at you silent
You sense celestil presences here
The music is from an unseen master. The women and the man are not what they appear.
Torvin shrugs and addresses the man in the brown robe: "Excuse me brother may we speak to the Priest or Abbot?"
The man says " Well as far as beds, we do not have any to spare. My name is Abott Lawrence. This lovely lady is Vasilka. I am teaching her the finer points of etiquette. I also intend to teach her to dance."
" What is that has brought you here?"
Manneo - Looking at Torvin speaking to the...person he says, "Torvin! I don't know what these things are, but they aren't people. We should leave."
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd
As you say this you hear the sound of the door to the main hall opening back up. You do not see Ireena here with you guys any longer.
The man says " It seems your companion ran off. I do hope she is ok"
Skorn puts his hand on his warhammer. We will see if she is ok...thank you for your hospitality. He tries to follow Ireena quickly.
Ready to DM and chew bubblegum. And I'm alllll outta bubblegum.
Kellen Rivian (Level 12 Lore Bard)- Ghosts of Saltmarsh (cbaer8)
Ruven Gilrel (Level 4 Bladesinger)- The Shattered Obelisk
Torvin will turn and run as fast as his Dwarf legs will carry him (25') to Ireena
Manneo - Reaching down and grabbing Greenleaf on the way he runs out the door towards Ireena. (30ft)
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd
Mr. Greenleaf - Feeling like a chihuahua in a purse Flyn will hold onto Manneo for dear life.
Ireena seems to be fixated in a trance leading outside of the Abbey gates to the fountain near by to the north side of the complex of Krezck.
As Ireena reaches the pool’s edge, an image appears in its sparkling blue waters: a handsome youth of kind and noble visage. The sadness in his eyes turns to sudden joy.
“Tatyana!” he says. “It has been so long! Come, my love. Let us be together at last.”
Ireena gasps and puts a hand on her heart. “My beloved Sergei! In life, you were a prince and a man of faith. We were to be married long ago. Has this blessed pool called your spirit to me?” She reaches toward the water’s surface as a hand of water rises up to take hers.