Just as you are getting the upper hand of these zombies, you hear a thudding of horse hooves as the old man's son gallops out of the mist, chopping the zombies head of with his sword.
"Where the hell have you guys been. We've been looking all over for you." He then pauses to catch his breath. He than gestures to the mist around him and says: "Well then, welcome to Barovia."
The rest of the caravan comes out of the mist behind this man. The old man's daughter brings Draft Horse (B) with her, retying it to your wagon.
Ventus slings his shortbow over his back. He moves to the zombies he fought and plucks the arrows out of their corpses. Placing the arrows back into his quiver after wiping them clean. "That was some welcome. Lets get moving before more come" Ventus hops onto a wagon ready to follow the travelers.
"For Barovia, Zombies are rather pests. Also, all temples that used to reside in Barovia, have since either been destroyed, or fallen into ruin."
As he says this, you step out of the mist.
Black pools of water stand like dark mirrors in and around the muddy roadway. Giant trees loom on both sides of the road, their branches clawing at the mist.
Orun wipes the remains of the zombies he slayed from his blade “I Don’t recall quite this much doom and gloom in the story, care to fill us in on how all this happened or is that another conversation for madam Eva?”
Hawker, I think it's your turn again.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Lyger, it is your turn.
-Archie
Sacred Flame again, this time on Zombie C. Dex save 14 or 3 Radiant dmg
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Ventus, your turn.
-Archie
Ventus fires another arrow towards Zombie C
18 - attack
10 - damage
(OOC Yay Crit)
Orun attacks zombie A with green flame blade if it hits it'll deal 4 damage to zombie C.
Attack: 15
Damage: 11
Zombie (A) is destroyed.
Ekemon, your turn.
-Archie
Hawker will attack Zombie C with his shortsword.
Attack: 23 Damage: 9
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Zombie (C) attacks Hawker.
Attack: 5 Damage: 5
-Archie
Looks like it ain't working, so I'll do it manually.
Attack: 12 Damage: 7
-Archie
Just as you are getting the upper hand of these zombies, you hear a thudding of horse hooves as the old man's son gallops out of the mist, chopping the zombies head of with his sword.
"Where the hell have you guys been. We've been looking all over for you." He then pauses to catch his breath. He than gestures to the mist around him and says: "Well then, welcome to Barovia."
The rest of the caravan comes out of the mist behind this man. The old man's daughter brings Draft Horse (B) with her, retying it to your wagon.
-Archie
Ventus slings his shortbow over his back. He moves to the zombies he fought and plucks the arrows out of their corpses. Placing the arrows back into his quiver after wiping them clean. "That was some welcome. Lets get moving before more come" Ventus hops onto a wagon ready to follow the travelers.
Orun straightens out his ruffled clothing as he joins the travelers.
Lyger seems jovial for the first time since most people met him.
That's quite the Zombie problem you have here.
More serious now.
We should notify the nearest temple.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
"For Barovia, Zombies are rather pests. Also, all temples that used to reside in Barovia, have since either been destroyed, or fallen into ruin."
As he says this, you step out of the mist.
Black pools of water stand like dark mirrors in and around the muddy roadway. Giant trees loom on both sides of the road, their branches clawing at the mist.
-Archie
Lyger seems a bit taken aback by the old man words.
Can you take us to this madam Eve or Eva was it? You said she had more information for us?
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Orun wipes the remains of the zombies he slayed from his blade “I Don’t recall quite this much doom and gloom in the story, care to fill us in on how all this happened or is that another conversation for madam Eva?”
"Correct, that is for Madam Eva to answer."
-Archie
Well then, let's go meet her. Lead the way!
Lyger cast Light on his shield. Just to sure...
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Aleppo’s chest feathers flare and sink back as he breathes heavily. His beady eyes are filled with suspicion. “Fellow, what… is this place, exactly?”
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