Madam, I believe I must have been extremely unclear. It was not my intent to threaten you or your delightful family. Barnaby eyes the boys with some degree of skepticism. You have graciously invited us into your home and fed us a splendid supper. I was merely trying to understand better what is going on in this town and this land. You see, we seem to be stuck here. Perhaps some sort of curse. Maybe the Count is behind it, maybe the burgermeister, maybe the land itself. We really have very few clues so far. This is why we ask so many questions. Barnaby wipes gravy from his mustache with the faded napkin from his lap. It may be that our goals overlap. It may be that your goals are just and valiant and deserve the attention of adventures such as ourselves. We only look to understand before we act. Barnaby looks at his companions hoping that it was okay to speak on their behalf.
Well, friend gnome, I can hardly quarrel with that. This is my home, and you may find me here when the time comes.
As for why you are "stuck" here, to use your word, I believe that the arrival of a stranger is one of the marks of the return of the sun. So I believe that your arrival, if one of you is that stranger, is a good omen.
Blue: So people...are we going to off a lieutenant cause this lady says it’s the right thing to do? I failed my checks miserably so I don’t have any idea if she’s trustworthy. I’m sure there’s other things that we should be on our agenda, but I don’t remember what they are. Meanwhile, I’m running short on small talk for this delightful dinner.
These rolls are delicious! As dinner ends, Is it alright if I smoke my pipe here, or shall I go outside?
Blue: Mr. DM Sir, I think Barnaby would want to talk to the two people he has begun to trust in this town about what they know of the lieutenant. This would be the head mistress of the orphanage and the priest at the temple where we left what’s her name. Would you like us to role play all that or summarize the results? Based on what Lady Wachter said, he would be careful that the conversations are in private.
It is now very late in the evening. Feel free to put it on your to-do list for the next day, unless you want to try to roust those NPCs in the middle of the night. I would be happy to summarize encounters like that, if I know what your goals are in each.
Sound plan, talking to those two, I don't think we have enough at this point to go off and just kill the guy, even though we've seen from a distance that he seems to be a bit of a ******. Izek was the guy the toymaker was making the Ireena dolls for, so there's that. Let's talk to them tomorrow. I feel like the lady was being sincere, but maybe not totally forth coming in her relationship with the Count. I also notice there might have been an unseen pet or something at the table, not sure what that's about, but in this land it might not be a very wholesome creature
The party makes its way back to the inn for a night's rest.
You each fall asleep quickly, once in your beds. Your dreams are filled with soft, moving colors. Beautiful soft shapes swirl in space around you. You awake in the morning, refreshed from the most relaxing and refreshing night's sleep you ever remember.
Everybody take 1d6 temporary HP (temporary hit points added to your max) in addition to your other benefits from a long rest.
We should talk to the burgermeister tomorrow as well. It’s always best to get both sides of the story. Barnaby let’s fly a world encompassing yawn. Well, time for bed.
Don’t worry about it. I think our pace is pretty good.
With an unspoken understanding, Lucento and Barnaby greet the morning with a trip toward the town square, looking for breakfast pastries. Kif hurries to keep up.
He's always around town with the guards. He goes from place to place. I think he lives in the Burgomaster's mansion, but I confess I'm not even sure.
Madam, I believe I must have been extremely unclear. It was not my intent to threaten you or your delightful family. Barnaby eyes the boys with some degree of skepticism. You have graciously invited us into your home and fed us a splendid supper. I was merely trying to understand better what is going on in this town and this land.
You see, we seem to be stuck here. Perhaps some sort of curse. Maybe the Count is behind it, maybe the burgermeister, maybe the land itself. We really have very few clues so far. This is why we ask so many questions.
Barnaby wipes gravy from his mustache with the faded napkin from his lap.
It may be that our goals overlap. It may be that your goals are just and valiant and deserve the attention of adventures such as ourselves. We only look to understand before we act. Barnaby looks at his companions hoping that it was okay to speak on their behalf.
Well, friend gnome, I can hardly quarrel with that. This is my home, and you may find me here when the time comes.
As for why you are "stuck" here, to use your word, I believe that the arrival of a stranger is one of the marks of the return of the sun. So I believe that your arrival, if one of you is that stranger, is a good omen.
Blue: So people...are we going to off a lieutenant cause this lady says it’s the right thing to do? I failed my checks miserably so I don’t have any idea if she’s trustworthy. I’m sure there’s other things that we should be on our agenda, but I don’t remember what they are. Meanwhile, I’m running short on small talk for this delightful dinner.
These rolls are delicious! As dinner ends, Is it alright if I smoke my pipe here, or shall I go outside?
You enjoy them? Thank you. Here, let me put some in this basket for you to take back to the inn. She yawns as she shoos you out the door.
There are a lot of loose threads in Vallaki and in your larger story arc. I encourage you to take your time thinking & discussing.
Blue: Mr. DM Sir, I think Barnaby would want to talk to the two people he has begun to trust in this town about what they know of the lieutenant. This would be the head mistress of the orphanage and the priest at the temple where we left what’s her name. Would you like us to role play all that or summarize the results? Based on what Lady Wachter said, he would be careful that the conversations are in private.
It is now very late in the evening. Feel free to put it on your to-do list for the next day, unless you want to try to roust those NPCs in the middle of the night. I would be happy to summarize encounters like that, if I know what your goals are in each.
Sound plan, talking to those two, I don't think we have enough at this point to go off and just kill the guy, even though we've seen from a distance that he seems to be a bit of a ******. Izek was the guy the toymaker was making the Ireena dolls for, so there's that. Let's talk to them tomorrow. I feel like the lady was being sincere, but maybe not totally forth coming in her relationship with the Count. I also notice there might have been an unseen pet or something at the table, not sure what that's about, but in this land it might not be a very wholesome creature
The party makes its way back to the inn for a night's rest.
You each fall asleep quickly, once in your beds. Your dreams are filled with soft, moving colors. Beautiful soft shapes swirl in space around you. You awake in the morning, refreshed from the most relaxing and refreshing night's sleep you ever remember.
Everybody take 1d6 temporary HP (temporary hit points added to your max) in addition to your other benefits from a long rest.
And make a CON save.
lady had some fierce edibles
1 temp HP
22 con save (if poison is involved I'd get advantage: 14 )
That’s a pass.
2 con save
6 temp hp
13, 18 portent
We should talk to the burgermeister tomorrow as well. It’s always best to get both sides of the story. Barnaby let’s fly a world encompassing yawn. Well, time for bed.
A 2 is . . . not a pass. We’ll wait for Lucento. Go ahead and take all of your long rest things.
Constitution: 13
Temp HP: 1
Sorry for the delay!
Don’t worry about it. I think our pace is pretty good.
With an unspoken understanding, Lucento and Barnaby greet the morning with a trip toward the town square, looking for breakfast pastries. Kif hurries to keep up.
Hey, guys where ya goin' so fast?
I was just updating the calendar. How many days to you guys (not you, Lucento) think it's been since you arrived in Barovia?
I was guessing about 14-20 but haven't laid it out
It does feel that way, doesn't it? We are at almost 170 pages of this adventure!
Believe it or not, you have spent
8
nights in Barovia.