Manneo - Will bend down and inspect to determine the possible creature that may own the prints on the ground. He will place his hand on the ground and have his fingers dig into the dirt in order to feel more in tune with the element.

Nature: 12

They are zombies and wearwolves that have been around this house. 

Ismark knocks on the door and after a brief sound coming from the locks it opens revealing a beautiful woman with auburn hair and striking features " She says " Ismark, who do you have with you. What are they doing here?

Manneo - Now having a bit more of an understanding of what these people are dealing with in this town he turns to his companions while Ismark walks up the path towards the mansions door and says, "This place is not only afflicted with the likes of Strahd it has been attacked by the undead and primal shapeshifters. I have turned away from violence, but I believe that these creatures that have been attacking these people are not of the sort to be talked to...therefore violence is what we shall have to do." He looks at Skorn and says, "I fear that you were right when you stated that blood will be drawn and that we will be playing at war." Turning back to see that Ismark is talking to a female at the door and hearing what she has to say he says, "Hello. My companions and I were mislead to this place and your brother has been kind enough to offer to explain to us what is happening around here. I apologize if we are intruding on anything that you may have been doing, but it seems as though this situation is far graver than any of us could have thought. May we come in?"

 Torvin arches an eyebrow and says "werewolf you say? I think we met one a little way back; he was in human form and fishing to see if we had silvered weapons. I think we need to acquire some as soon as possible!" "Ismark is there a smith in your village?"

Manneo - Looking at Torvin says, "It wouldn't be a bad idea to have something with which these creatures fear."

Skorn looks around at the carnage outside the house. Aye, a silvered hammer would deal death to these fiends, but I run short on coin meself. Ismark, do you have the coin available for such a thing? Realizing he's being rude, Skorn will turn to Ireena and bow deeply. Apologies, milady. As my companion stated, we were brought in to this land by this "devil", as you call him. We are not sure why, but we are ready to leave. Perhaps you would like to come with us? Escape this place and its evils?

After taking in all the is Ismarks house "Are most of the creatures here bad? We met a really hairy guy before and he seemed okay."

Manneo - Looking down at Greenleaf and hearing what he says Manneo replies, "Perhaps, but that was also in the daytime...if we had run into him at night with a full moon he may not have seemed "Okay".

Can Mr. Greenleaf recall anything about Werewolves, Zombies or Vampires? 

10 Nature (Will re-roll if you want a different stat)

Dink seems to just mutter to himself

Skorn looks around again. Perhaps we should move inside...I do not think I wish to be in this accursed mist any more than necessary.

Torvin nods at Skorn and looks to Ismark and says " Aye, perhaps we need to go inside and discuss what actions we need to take"

Dink nods an moves to go inside. As Dink walks inside he traces the symbol of Mystra on the door way with his finger. "Guard us and keep us safe Goddess."

Mr. Greenleaf - Looking around nervously and follow Dink in trying to use him to hide behind as they enter "Is it safe in there? What if the zambies got inside?!"

18 stealth (was a 9 if this messes it up)

Manneo - Hearing Greenleafs worries about the undead he says, "I think that if there were any chance of danger of undead inside the young lady would not have been able to open the door easily."

Ireena becons you all in

The interior of the mansion is well furnished, yet the fixtures show signs of great wear. Noticeable oddities are the boarded-up windows and the presence of holy symbols in every room. The burgomaster is in a side drawing room on the floor — lying in a simple wooden coffin surrounded by wilting flowers and a faint odor of decay.

Ireena pats a tear from her eye as she sees you all look at the other room with her father inside lying in the coffin.

As she turns to look you all see two bite marks on her neck