Allen forges his way towards the Burgomaster's mansion, followed by a deathly tired tabaxi. It's not much farther, send it's soon enough as the two arrive. Ismark and Ireena are outside with packs before them. Ismark waves from afar, until he sees Rumble. "What in the Lord's name?!"

Ireena rushes in, concern ruining her fine features. She asks, "Rumble, are you okay?! Should I brew you some nice herbal tea, at the very least?" She gingerly helps support the monk inwards. "If...I might ask, what happened to you? He looks in dire state!" After crossing the threshold, Ireena tenderly sets Rumble at the table and rushes off into the kitchen.

"Spiced... Milk." Rumble whispers  in response as he slumps into a chair.

Graeme gives the lady a gold piece. “I’ll take 5 luv!” He says with a wink.

Allen finally taking a rest on the couch, he let's out a sigh of relief. "Well Father Donavich kept his son locked in a cellar beneath the church." He goes silent for a minute "His son Doru was touched by the evil of Strahd." 

Seeing this young boy turned into monster consumed by hunger. He sees why he was sent here, this evil that rules this place corrupts the balance of life and death.

"All I know is that we might not survive this..." Allen will take the couch "I think we will have to postpone this travel. At least until the others fully heal."

The lady brandishes another lovely smile, flicks her eyelashes a few times. "Well, five it is then." Wiping a loose strand of raven black hair from her face, she blushes slightly from the winks. She wraps five shepherd's pies in a cloth, collects the coins, and waives as you set off. Calling out, "The name's Morgantha. I hope to see you again, handsome."

The Highlander walks into the mansion as Allen reiterates today's events and Ireena returns with a cup of spiced milk for Rumble. From the looks of it, Ireena and Ismark had no clue as to the father's plight, both amazed and saddened. Ismark pipes up after branding a crestfallen look, "I doubt things will get easier, but heroic tales are fraught with peril. You survived, which is more than most could say." From distraught to admiration and hope, Ismark is alight once more. "Yes, I think Rumble needs some time. He looks beat to hell and back "

As the group settles in and decides to take a long rest, please level up to level 2! Once everyone is ready, we'll transition to the next morning and head out. Please feel free to RP as you'd like.

(Does Rumble return to full HP?) haha

Rumble passes out shortly after hearing something about the priest's son being touched by the devil strahd. That sounded just about right. He had to be more careful, snooping around these cursed parts.

As Rumble dreampt, he thought back to his monastery. This was all part of his graduation trial, after all. He was sent here with a purpose. Sent to stay in the shadows and right the wrongs of people in this land. It would seem that the touch of this seemingly powerful Strahd had gripped these people strongly. He is obviously the mark. 

While he slept, he found his centre again and a heat spread throughout his body. Like a million small waves of energy vibrating against one another, a force manifests throughout his body. The energy of Ki heals his wounds.

Rumble, yes. A long rest restores him to normal. 

OOC: Does Rumble purr? 

Hearing Ismarks comment, Graeme raises his eyebrows and in a low voice says “Oh, aye. Heroic. I doubt the boy sees it the same way.” He lets the large battle axe “thunk” to the floor. The blood of the boy still very visible.

Shaking off his aggravation with Ismark, he continues in a slightly brighter tone. “I have pies. You’re all welcome to one! Can’t wait to try Morgantha’s home recipe, if you catch my meaning.”  Graeme brandishes a devilish grin as he prepares to dig in to the pie.

Ireena leaves and returns with wet cloths and offers one to Allen and Graeme, takes a step away and turns about to hand another to the Highlander. Moving to Rumble, if she's allowed, will lightly blot and clean good wounds tenderly. Stating in a low voice, "I can't even imagine. If you're really not from here, now you truly understand that there aren't safe areas. The horrors of this land permeate deeply due to mankind's folly. I think it's silly, surely inappropriate, but I don't know what to say. Thank you for your effort; while specifics aside, it looks to have been quite the scene "

Graeme unfolds the linen wrapped pies, and a savory waft of meat pie fills the air. While nodding at the offer, she waives her hand to refuse the gesture. Ismark also declines, standing off to the side in introspection. 

OOC: Rumble has trouble controlling his purring when he's excited and stalking prey. That's where he got his nickname because it sounds like a rumble in his body ;)

Sleeping throughout the night Allen tosses and turns despite being cold in nature his body is hot. He dreams of a cold space, a void of nothingness. Continue down his set path, Allen walks through the void find a door on the other end. He goes for the door opening it and awakens from his dream. 

To everyone's surprise include Allen, his small horns that were mostly covered by his hair have grown. Now sticking completely out in the open. "Ugh my head is on fire..."

Graeme stares at Allen’s horns...  opens his mouth to say something, then snaps it shut. “Lookin’ good, lad.” Is all he says as he walks past.

Rumble stretches out to his full length as he lets out a loooong yawn. He flips up his hood and sits near the corner of the room to look out a window until everyone’s ready to move on with the next day. 

Delicious pies were offered. Who had eaten the morsels? They appear well made, nearly what one would imagine as confection baked with experience.

Rumble refuses. His nose seems to be out of joint after the fight.

[ No pies sleep only]

Touching his his horns he understands that dream he had. Turning to Ismark and Ireena "Well this is a surprise they have never grown before. Anyway if yall are ready let's get going."

[OOC: what's our current mission again?]

The morning comes around, Allen's horns being a surprise. Both Ismark and Ireena marvel but don't say anything. Prepping some eggs and bacon, Ireena serves breakfast groggily. When they take their seats, Ismark states, "We're packed and ready, when you are. I figure Vallaki is the best place for Ireena, and now that there's no ties here, we can set out." Ireena looks down and eats little throughout breakfast.

Ooc: the party agreed to escort Ireena to Vallaki.

"Why Vallaki?" Rumble asks.