JudyMacs Curse of Strahd

Crisaryn Melkial

(INT Save: 16)

"I think that was Strahd himself," Crisaryn says, her voice somewhat cowed from the brief encounter. "We were looking for Henrik, but that wasn't him. We'll have to find him tonight." She glances to Rictavio. "It was Henrik feeding on Nadya. We think. And we need to talk to you too. We're hoping you would be able to help us. Even more than just tonight."  

As the moments pass and she collects herself a bit more, Crisaryn adds, "What did he mean by sending an invitation for dinner? We can't just go have dinner with this Strahd!" 

Lorelei Dawnwarden

The young blonde priestess glares at the cloaked man, striding towards him until he disappears.

(Int save: 18)

"We need to prepare of course, but when we are ready to face him I at least will attend his last dinner." Lorelei declares.

Draylin 

INT save 20

Illmirth

When the initial shock of the encounter diminished, Illmirth audibly exhaled.  "His voice carried such power," he said, caught somewhere between awe and terror.  "I for one am NOT in a rush to be Strahd's next snack, but can anyone refuse him here?  In this dismal land, his rule is absolute.  Should we decline an invitation, he would most likely just track us down at his leisure."

Alerya

INT save 12

Alerya

"Ooh dinner. Doesn't that sound like a good idea? Especially with that handsome man...."

Illmirth

The bard lets slip a few choice orcish bits of profanity that he picked up on the road.  He quickly glanced to Lorelei, then back to Alerya, then back to the priestess.  He offers up a shrug with hands out, in a decidedly "I got nuttin' for this" fashion.  

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Lucien

Lucien helps Yeska to his feet, then gently places a hand over the wound. You see a blue light form around the wound, ends coming together until just a scar remains. I must find Yeska a bed for the night, I  can't leave him in the novices quarters here. He looks down and swing his censer out of habit, a thick smoke enfolds him and Yeska the smell relaxing and full of the scents of the dawn. I must make plans to rehallow this chapel once the bones are restored.

Rictavio

He pulled at his goatee, then addressed Illmirth and Crisaryn. I'll stay with you if I may, perhaps my spells will help, I'm not just an entertainer, Strahd is my enemy, if we ever want to leave this cursed land he needs to be defeated, that or try to leave with the next Vistani trade caravan. I tried that once and found myself lost in the mist again. It's the first time that Strahd has offered his hospitality to me and those I'm with. I'm not sure what is more dangerous to go or to avoid the dinner. He has a warped sense of honour, if you accept he has to act the host. You know that you should tell the High warlock Hilde what is going on, maybe Ravenkind can help in some way.

Milivoj

You hear footsteps behind you and turn to find Milivoj at the font at the back of the chapel. He put his trusty shovel down and leaned forward to fill his skin with Holy Water. Stuck in his belt are an array of stakes. He has kept his word.

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Alerya seems to be enamoured of Strahd, his voice acting like a charm over her. Other vampyrs of his personal coterie could try to control her. The rest of you shrug off his words with ease still feeling the power of them.

Crisaryn Melkial

Stepping closer to Alerya, Crisaryn says to her, "Handsome man? Don't forget he's the not so benevolent ruler of these lands. And a vampire!" She watches her a moment, worried a little. 

When Lucien menthol finding Yeska, she asks, "Is he going to be okay? This incursion sadly shows just how important those bones were for this place. We'll have to see then returned just as soon as we can."

Then as Rictavio speaks up, she turns to him.  "I'd begun to think you might be more than an entertainer. I believe you were part of the fortune that Madam Eva gave us. We were to seek an entertainer with a monkey. An enemy of Strahd, as you have confirmed now." 

She gives him a smile. "You are among several things we needed to seek out to help us. I'm not sure if you were to have information, or something to give us, or were simply meant to join us to help."

Alery

She frowns a bit then mumbles, "Why do the bad boys have to be so cute?"

Folding her arms across her chest she scuffs her boot on the floor.