(Moving things along)

You all get a long rest and on what you assume to be morning, you eat breakfast and set out for Vallaki. Ireena turns back towards the village as you move along on the road. "What a glum little village. I will not miss it." 

Random Encounter: 15

You are not troubled as you approach the Ivlis Crossroads. 

 An old wooden gallows creaks in a chill wind that blows down from the high ground to the west. A frayed length of rope dances from its beam. The well-worn road splits here, and a signpost opposite the gallows points off in three directions: Barovia Village to the east, Tser Pool to the northwest, and Ravenloft/Vallaki to the southwest.The northwest fork slants down and disappears into the trees, while the southwest fork clings to an upward slope. Across from the gallows, a low wall, crumbling in places, partially encloses a small plot of graves shrouded in fog.

Ismark starts down the road to the northwest. "Come! We can have our fates read by Madam Eva at the Tser Pool. The paths meet back up ahead again anyway, so it will not detour us from Vallaki."

As you march away you hear a creaking noise behind you, coming from the gallows. Where there was nothing before now hangs a lifeless, gray body. The breeze turns the hanged figure slowly, so that it can fix its dead eyes upon you.

Elyse:

As the group started to head out, Elyse was still sulking and was following the group at a noticeable distance without speaking to anyone. However, when she looks back and sees the body she lets out a barely audible gasp and rushes forward, catching up with the group.

"I don't trust this place," says Hadrian, as Elyse catches up to the group, unaware of what she just saw. "We should stick close together."

On the road to Vallaki, Hadrian asks their young guide, "Ismark, who is this Madam Eva?"

Fae seems to be more or less back to her normal self, trotting along (although there's a bit less of a bounce to her step). When Elyse hurries to catch up to the group, Fae frowns a little, looking like she wants to go over and say something, but she compromises with her anger by dropping back to walk next to Elyse silently.

Random Encounter: 1

"Madam Eva is a Vistani Seer. She should be able to tell us our fates and maybe give us some clues on how to defeat the devil Strahd." 

The road 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, each ten feet in diameter, 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. Near this tent, eight unbridled horses drink from the river. The mournful strains of an accordion clash with the singing of several brightly clad figures around bonfire. A footpath continues beyond this encampment, meandering north between the river and the forest’s edge. The people here are not like the other Barovians you've met so far. They have tanned skin and are pleasant to look upon. The men are handsome and robust and the women all possess an exotic beauty. They're drinking and enjoying themselves and they want you to join them in their revelry.

As the group approaches the tents Enialis cannot help but role his eyes and teasing say, "I think we found Fae's people." As they get closer and closer though Enalis takes in the sights. At first rolling his eyes at all the friviolousness and merry making in such a bleak place. However, his eyes soon spot a particularly handsome Vistani. Some red color coming to his cheeks he says something aloud in Elven. 

Elven:

Enialis, none of the Vistani understand what you're saying, as Elves are not a common sight in Barovia, to say nothing of the Eladrin. That said, they see you blushing and are humored by your nervousness. Some young Vistani women giggle and one Vistani man walks up to you with a jug. "My name is Olyvar. This is wine. Wine is good to drink." He takes a swig and gives a smile while rubbing his belly. "Mmmm." He's unsure whether you can understand Common, which you can tell, as he's talking to you slowly, as if that'll change anything.

Fae gives a snort of laughter at Enialis's words, which is magnified by the slow speech of the Vistani. She eyes her brother slyly, contemplating mischief of some form or another, it's clear.

Enialis gives Fae the side eye before talking to the handsome stranger, his voice having perhaps just a little less ice to it than normal, "Hi Olyvar. My name is Enialis." 

"He's single," Fae whispers loudly in a voice absolutely everyone in a ten foot radius hears.

Olyvar laughs at Fae's interjection, as do a few of the other Vistani. "Well, aren't we forward here. Is that what you were blushing about? And I'm not even wearing my good shirt today!" Fae, you notice that as the Vistani finish laughing and catch their breath, they're focusing on you now. It's obvious that your enthusiasm, mixed with your exotic appearance has made you the subject of attention.

If looks could kill Fae would be dead with the stare that Enialis was giving her as she blurted that out. The looks lessen though as everyone starts to laugh. Enilalis doesn't seem to notice as his attention is back on Olyvar, "Yeah. And...and...and I like that shirt on you." Enialis's face getting more and more red with embarrasment as he talks. 

Fae is unable to keep from dissolving into giggles, although she gets out a "You'd like no shirt on him!"

"Oh would he now? Well, let me oblige and see if he'll do more than turn red!" Olyvar removes his shirt, revealing a tan, muscular, upperbody. Meanwhile, some of the Vistani women have approached Fae. "You're a fun one. Come, dance with us!" And they begin to show you how to dance like they do.

As Olyvar removes his shirt Enialis's face turns complete red as he sputters out, "I...I...I...I...Ithinkyou'rereallygoodlookingandwouldliketodanceokaybye!" Before he, in his emberrasment, suddenly teleports in a puff of mist so he's hiding behind his sister. 

Fae snickers and grabs her brother, spinning him around and pushing him into Olyvar. "Mkay, you two have fun, I'm gonna go dance now!" She bounces off with the women and starts trying to mimic their dancing patterns and rhythms.

Performance: 4

Not very well, but she's having fun.

Olyvar gets startled for a second when Enialis vanishes, but then he starts laughing when he pops back into existence, trying to hide behind his sister, who's half a foot shorter than him. When Fae goes off to dance with the others, Olyvar picks you up and begins dancing. "I don't know how you did that, but you wanted to dance, so that's what we're gonna do." Fae, you don't quite get the Vistani dancing style and trip over yourself frequently, but because you have such a good attitude, they keep dancing with you and want you to show them some of your dances.

Fae happily shows the Vistani some of the elven dances, keeping her brother in the corner of her eye while she demonstrates the twirling steps of her favorite dances.

Eniali's face is still very red as the man picks him up and the two of them dance. Having always been nervous around boys he's finds attractive this is no exception as he finds it difficult to concentrate and answer the question, "E...E...Everyone where I'm from can do it. Its...its...its our innate magic." 

Distracted Dancing:  3

Luckily he is able to keep his feet moving and be an okay dancer with Olyvar. Knowing he would have likely hid away for forever he steeped on his feet. 

"You should have some of this wine. It'll take a bit of the edge off."