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As Thrash hears the Accordion and Alustine's play-by-play, he will pull out his own drum. "Alustine... I think we should have start playing the same song and try to impress whoever is making that music. Don't worry buddy, I am really good." Thrash will say with a big toothy grin.
OTC - he gives you the full 800g, he was just giving you hard time, once you're done you leave to catch up the the group
Rajiira slips into the trees as you all travel and quietly makes her way through the trees.
Thrash begins trying to play along with the beat of the song they can here on the wind...its okay, not great
The road you're on gradually disappears and is replaced by a twisted, muddy path through the trees. Deep ruts in the earth are evidence of the comings and goings of wagons.
The canopy of mist and branches suddenly gives way to black clouds boiling far above. There is a clearing here, next to a river that widens to form a small lake several hundred feet across. Five colorful round tents are pitched outside a ring of four barrel-topped wagons. A much larger tent stands near the shore of the lake, its sagging form lit from within.
The mournful strains of the accordion clash with the singing of several brightly clad figures around a bonfire. A footpath continues beyond this encampment, meandering north between the river and the forest’s edge.
Thrash will slowly (not trying to be sneaky) approach the group of singing people, still playing on his drum trying to look as friendly as possible. "Hello there!" Thrash will yell out.
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Rajiira would make her way through the camp perfectly undetected, as thrash boldly strutted forward to some of them. She was checking the perimeter, and interior to make sure that nothing that seemed threatening/dangerous was there, before eventually breaking stealth to join thrash, unless a fight ensued.
Tisnip will get a little lost in staring at the trees and the mists--and avoiding the little song and dance Thrash and Alustine are doing, not her thing--so when they come upon the camp it'll be a sudden surprise. She'll hurry forward to the front of the group and wince a bit at Thrash's loud greeting. She doesn't know if these are the kind of people they want to surprise, though they probably heard the drumming and singing anyway. "Good day! We're travelers from outside the mists; Alek from the Blood of the Vine Tavern sent us down to speak with you. My name is Tisnip Steelfist."
Having found nothing, and actually falling several times, and ultimately revealing herself not far from where she had stealthed in, would sigh. Thrash having already greeted them, and she herself ultimately revealing her own location as she was distracted by.. something. She would then join thrash, saying nothing, but trying her best to project an aura of friendlyness. Trying to avoid causing a fight needlessly, as Tisnip begins to introduce herself.
And this one is Rajiira, of the Snowy-Tail. This is my third dimension to have existed in, within my lifetime. She hopes she can be glad to meet you! Our friend Tisnip means we came to see Madame Eva, specifically. We were informed she could inform us, you see.
With that, Rajiira offered a warm smile, and put out her hand. She seemed to be acting a bit differently than everyone was used to.... Practically bouncing on her digitigrade legs, her tail flowing like a jumprope formign a figure-eight.
As Rajiira appears out of nowhere beside Thrash, he will take a quick jump back before big smile spreads across his face. "Oh there you are! I lost ya there for a bit when I was collecting supplies." Thrash will then show her his drum "I heard their music and thought by playing a song and joining in that maybe we would seem less threatening..." Then turning to the strangers he would extend his large obsidian scaled hand as well, tucking his drum under his other arm. "My name is Thrash... I think this is my first dimension.... I think"
The group around the fire stop singing and look up as you approach. One of the men stands up and comes to greet you. "Greetings friends, well met. The Vistani always welcome fellow travelers, come warm yourselves by the fire, have a drink. I'll go let Madam Eva know she has visitors." and he heads over to the largest tent for a moment. He's back quickly, before you even have a chance to settle in, "You can head there now actually, apparently she's been expecting you."
"Alright! Let's go!" Thrash will stand up quickly after just finding a seat by the fire. He will attempt to head to Madam Eva's tent first and hold it open for his companions as they enter the tent.
OTC heads in to the tent first, she smells incense and can hear the heartbeat of one woman sitting at a table in the center. The rest of you follow behind and see magic flames casting a reddish glow over the interior of this tent, revealing a low table covered in a black velvet cloth. Glints of light seem to flash from a crystal ball on the table as a hunched figure peers into its depths. As the crone speaks, her voice crackles like dry weeds. “At last you have arrived!"
Thrash will enter the tent last, placing his hand very gently in the small of Rajirra's back as he walks in beside her letting the tent close behind them. "Do me next! What is my name?" Thrash will ask excitedly.
"Yes Thrash, my dear, I know your name too. I have been keeping an eye on you since you came to Barovia," and she taps on her crystal ball, "I'm so glad Alek sent you my way."
"You don't happen to know what we need to do to get out of here then do you?" Thrash will say taking a few steps closer towards the woman and her crystal ball. His face shifting from amused to more serious.
"You must be curious about your new surroundings. Ever since Barovia has been shrouded in this strange mist, people sometimes will come too close to the boundaries of this land and are drawn in." The smile fades a bit from her face, "The people here live in fear, and like yourselves, are unable to leave."
Rajiira would notice that Thrash kept touchign that spot, and she was enjoying teasing him, so she would say You keep trying to drag Rajiira to the bedroom every five minutes... you must be very healthy down there if you seek her company so often... even during important meetings...... Oh my dear thrash, you must learn to control it.. she teased to him playfully.
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However once the questions began, she got serious, and focused, gettign directly to the final point, as far as she felt.
Is the only way out of here to be vistani, if it is possible to convert... or to defeat this.. Strahd. We have heard he is essentially the tyrant of this land, holding all within hostage for some reason. And that he is keeping his land kept separate from the lands outside this place .. then sort of mumbling to herself You would think if people went missing often enough a kingdom may try to find out why.. it is curious to see why this land has not already been raided by the shades of Shade Enclave or some such... Anyways... And since you are a prophet....or other sort of visionary, whichever you would prefer tell me this. Where would you suggest we head next, and what can we expect to find there that will try to kill us?
A mischievous smile spreads across her face then, looking sidelong to Thrash, wishing to be playful more, as she hasn't been able to be her true self until recently. And if it is even possible.. tell me, how many children will Thrash give me? She was still bouncing on her feet. It seemed her normal self was much more playful, and energetic, than when her life was in danger, and she was hyper focused and serious.
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Tyriok chuckles at "bad fingering".
Kandalou Dle'tan - Level 9 Githyanki Fighter (Champion) - Rrakkma PbP
As Thrash hears the Accordion and Alustine's play-by-play, he will pull out his own drum. "Alustine... I think we should have start playing the same song and try to impress whoever is making that music. Don't worry buddy, I am really good." Thrash will say with a big toothy grin.
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OTC - he gives you the full 800g, he was just giving you hard time, once you're done you leave to catch up the the group
Rajiira slips into the trees as you all travel and quietly makes her way through the trees.
Thrash begins trying to play along with the beat of the song they can here on the wind...its okay, not great
The road you're on gradually disappears and is replaced by a twisted, muddy path through the trees. Deep ruts in the earth are evidence of the comings and goings of wagons.
The canopy of mist and branches suddenly gives way to black clouds boiling far above. There is a clearing here, next to a river that widens to form a small lake several hundred feet across. Five colorful round tents are pitched outside a ring of four barrel-topped wagons. A much larger tent stands near the shore of the lake, its sagging form lit from within.
The mournful strains of the accordion clash with the singing of several brightly clad figures around a bonfire. A footpath continues beyond this encampment, meandering north between the river and the forest’s edge.
Thrash will slowly (not trying to be sneaky) approach the group of singing people, still playing on his drum trying to look as friendly as possible. "Hello there!" Thrash will yell out.
Rajiira would make her way through the camp perfectly undetected, as thrash boldly strutted forward to some of them. She was checking the perimeter, and interior to make sure that nothing that seemed threatening/dangerous was there, before eventually breaking stealth to join thrash, unless a fight ensued.
Investigation: 17
(Sorry work/life still barely giving me time.)
Rajiira literally finds nothing!
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Tisnip will get a little lost in staring at the trees and the mists--and avoiding the little song and dance Thrash and Alustine are doing, not her thing--so when they come upon the camp it'll be a sudden surprise. She'll hurry forward to the front of the group and wince a bit at Thrash's loud greeting. She doesn't know if these are the kind of people they want to surprise, though they probably heard the drumming and singing anyway. "Good day! We're travelers from outside the mists; Alek from the Blood of the Vine Tavern sent us down to speak with you. My name is Tisnip Steelfist."
Having found nothing, and actually falling several times, and ultimately revealing herself not far from where she had stealthed in, would sigh. Thrash having already greeted them, and she herself ultimately revealing her own location as she was distracted by.. something. She would then join thrash, saying nothing, but trying her best to project an aura of friendlyness. Trying to avoid causing a fight needlessly, as Tisnip begins to introduce herself.
And this one is Rajiira, of the Snowy-Tail. This is my third dimension to have existed in, within my lifetime. She hopes she can be glad to meet you! Our friend Tisnip means we came to see Madame Eva, specifically. We were informed she could inform us, you see.
With that, Rajiira offered a warm smile, and put out her hand. She seemed to be acting a bit differently than everyone was used to.... Practically bouncing on her digitigrade legs, her tail flowing like a jumprope formign a figure-eight.
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As Rajiira appears out of nowhere beside Thrash, he will take a quick jump back before big smile spreads across his face. "Oh there you are! I lost ya there for a bit when I was collecting supplies." Thrash will then show her his drum "I heard their music and thought by playing a song and joining in that maybe we would seem less threatening..." Then turning to the strangers he would extend his large obsidian scaled hand as well, tucking his drum under his other arm. "My name is Thrash... I think this is my first dimension.... I think"
The group around the fire stop singing and look up as you approach. One of the men stands up and comes to greet you. "Greetings friends, well met. The Vistani always welcome fellow travelers, come warm yourselves by the fire, have a drink. I'll go let Madam Eva know she has visitors." and he heads over to the largest tent for a moment. He's back quickly, before you even have a chance to settle in, "You can head there now actually, apparently she's been expecting you."
"Alright! Let's go!" Thrash will stand up quickly after just finding a seat by the fire. He will attempt to head to Madam Eva's tent first and hold it open for his companions as they enter the tent.
"'She's been expecting you.' Well, that's not ominous at all! Let's go!"
OTC follows Thrash.
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
OTC heads in to the tent first, she smells incense and can hear the heartbeat of one woman sitting at a table in the center. The rest of you follow behind and see magic flames casting a reddish glow over the interior of this tent, revealing a low table covered in a black velvet cloth. Glints of light seem to flash from a crystal ball on the table as a hunched figure peers into its depths. As the crone speaks, her voice crackles like dry weeds. “At last you have arrived!"
Tyriok gives her a quizzical look, "You knew we'd be here today? Are you some sort of fortune teller? A prophet?"
Insight: 22 to get a sense of what kind of person she seems to be, how she carries herself.
Kandalou Dle'tan - Level 9 Githyanki Fighter (Champion) - Rrakkma PbP
"You could say that Tyriok, hee hee, you could say that indeed."
its hard to get a read on her, she seems friendly enough
Thrash will enter the tent last, placing his hand very gently in the small of Rajirra's back as he walks in beside her letting the tent close behind them. "Do me next! What is my name?" Thrash will ask excitedly.
Tyriok nods and glances around the room then a shocked expression comes across his face and looks back at Madame Eva, "H-how did you know my name?"
Kandalou Dle'tan - Level 9 Githyanki Fighter (Champion) - Rrakkma PbP
"Yes Thrash, my dear, I know your name too. I have been keeping an eye on you since you came to Barovia," and she taps on her crystal ball, "I'm so glad Alek sent you my way."
"You don't happen to know what we need to do to get out of here then do you?" Thrash will say taking a few steps closer towards the woman and her crystal ball. His face shifting from amused to more serious.
"You must be curious about your new surroundings. Ever since Barovia has been shrouded in this strange mist, people sometimes will come too close to the boundaries of this land and are drawn in." The smile fades a bit from her face, "The people here live in fear, and like yourselves, are unable to leave."
Rajiira would notice that Thrash kept touchign that spot, and she was enjoying teasing him, so she would say You keep trying to drag Rajiira to the bedroom every five minutes... you must be very healthy down there if you seek her company so often... even during important meetings...... Oh my dear thrash, you must learn to control it.. she teased to him playfully.
---
However once the questions began, she got serious, and focused, gettign directly to the final point, as far as she felt.
Is the only way out of here to be vistani, if it is possible to convert... or to defeat this.. Strahd. We have heard he is essentially the tyrant of this land, holding all within hostage for some reason. And that he is keeping his land kept separate from the lands outside this place .. then sort of mumbling to herself You would think if people went missing often enough a kingdom may try to find out why.. it is curious to see why this land has not already been raided by the shades of Shade Enclave or some such... Anyways... And since you are a prophet....or other sort of visionary, whichever you would prefer tell me this. Where would you suggest we head next, and what can we expect to find there that will try to kill us?
A mischievous smile spreads across her face then, looking sidelong to Thrash, wishing to be playful more, as she hasn't been able to be her true self until recently. And if it is even possible.. tell me, how many children will Thrash give me? She was still bouncing on her feet. It seemed her normal self was much more playful, and energetic, than when her life was in danger, and she was hyper focused and serious.
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