Pizazz's Ravenloft and Beyond

If you beat the wolves init, let me know what you do. The wolves have half cover or full cover in the woods until they emerge and are anywhere from 15 to 40 feet away.  You don't know how many there are, but can see 4 on the left and 3 on the right at the moment.

"Duplicitous bastard." Olin mutters. "Honorless to the core. I can't wait to shine some sunlight into all his dark places."

Initiative, 15

Ready: Channel Divinity: Charm Animals and Plants. Trigger: All the wolves that rush in are within 30ft, as long as at least 75% of the wolves Olin can see are approaching.

Bonus action cast shillelagh

Lionel initiative: 7

Shield of Faith and attacking the closest wolf (preferably from the side where there are mo of them) Attack: 21 Damage: 8  and 2nd attack Attack: 24 Damage: 9

Mordekai Initiative: 10 

Meepo initiative: 9

Meepo casts fireball so that it hits the one closest of the bigger group, but extends on into the woods past the others in that group.  He hopes to catch any unseen ones in the blast as well.

dex 14 save for half damage.

Damage: 31

Hart's ghost gives meepo bardic inspiration 

 Lionel leaps into action, swiping his blade in the forest, a wolf hacked down, falling to the ground with it's neck cut.  On the other side, the forest explodes with fire, the brief yelps of pain of several wolves rip from within.

As several wolves lunge out towards Lionel, Olin steps forward presenting his holy symbol, his will rings out like a high pitched tone. 

2 15 11 6 21 18

 Three of the wolves halt in their tracks, but the other three leap at Lionel. 

Attack: 17 Damage: 10

Attack: 17 Damage: 9

Attack: 20 Damage: 7

Three more come lunging out towards Olin. 

Attack: 5 Damage: 7

Attack: 24 Damage: 11

Attack: 22 Damage: 6

And two emerge from the smoke and flames and leap towards Meepo, but Ismark draws his sword and steps in the way.

Attack: 13 Damage: 7

Attack: 12 Damage: 4

 Lionel, Olin, for each hit, roll a DC 11 Strength save or be knocked prone. 

Ismark : Strength check: 5.   Ismark drops as a wolf takes him down. 

Everyone's action. 

Ismark pushes himself to his feet as the wolves growl and bite at him, and he swings his sword at one. Attack: 22 Damage: 11. Attack: 6 Damage: 12

He chops down one of the wolves. 

Lionel Strength save: 24

Same way as he previously was chopping wood creatures, Lionel continued "chopping" wolfs, beginning with one that got Izmark now (if it's possible, otherwise any in the vicinity, preferably those attacking others)

        Attack: 10 Damage: 11  

2nd Attack: 20 Damage: 8

(Mordekai's actions from round 1:)

Mordekai sees the wolves charge Lionel and Olin.  In a bid to protect his friends, Mordekai casts Hex on one of the wolves attacking Olin, and fires an Eldritch Blast at it.

Attack: 15 Damage: 20

Meepo sends a ray of frost at hte one fighting Ismark.

To hit: 19

Damage: 8  And the wolf's speed is reduced by 10 feet.

Olin Str Save: 8

Olin sidesteps one wolf and knocks aside another's attack. The third wolf's attack lands but Olin resists it pulling him to the ground. Hefting his new spear he calls forth his spectral oak branch and swings down on injured wolves! "The devil has perverted even the natural beasts to do his bidding."

shillelagh, Attack: 24 Damage: 11
spiritual weapon, Attack: 11 Damage: 9

(lol I crit and get the exact same damage as the non-crit with the lower damage bonus. :D )

The group hacks away at the wolves.  A few moments later and its all done.  Wolves lay scattered about the road.  Fire burns in the forest, though the wet wood means it's mostly smoke, the air filled with the sound of loud crackles and pops as the fire rapidly dies.  

Hart's bardic inspiration must have really helped the group!  :-) 

The group continues on the path, their load now lightened by one book. Feeling more confident, the group presses on to Vallaki. The day is wet and the walk is long, muddy, and miserable but no more unfortunate events befall you.  You reach the gates and are let in by the dour looking guards who look at the blood splatters and dents and scrapes in your armor with silent curiosity. The group makes their way through the quiet town, the streets empty in the ongoing drizzle, until they march into Blue Water Inn.  Adrian and Elvir from the winery are in here, sitting casually, a table of empty dishes and a few crumbs between them. Urwin sits, leaning in talking to them.  Two other dour looking men, rough and travelled sit at another table sipping mugs of wine and watch the groups entrance with interest. A colorfully dressed half-elf also sits, half dozing, in one corner of the Inn.  He cracks an eye as the group enters. 

Urwin stands up and approaches the group.  "I understand I have you to thank for my families survival."  He nods thoughtfully.  "Even for my dad, the cranky ol bastard. Well, thank you.  You have rooms here as long as you need, and as much wine and food as you wish. And, we had a deal, let me go get you something. Have a seat over by Adrian and Elvir." 

Urwin heads out.  A few minutes later he comes and sits down with you, his back to the other patrons, a brown cloth in his hands.  He unfolds the cloth, using his body as cover.  Beneath you see the shaft hilt of what must have been a mighty weapon. Broken crystal lays at the base of where a blade would be.The hilt and guard appear to be made of platinum.  Its magical nature is plain to see.  "The blade has never been seen by anyone alive, so I'm not sure how much help it will be, but here it is.  It is a weapon Strahd wished destroyed. I do not think he knows the hilt still exists, else he would have sought it out by now." 

Lionel picked up the hilt - trying to be inconspicuous (though as a secondary thought) and to deduce the length of the blade, weight of the weapon and craftsmanship in whole. The crystal - last broken piece? - he also studied, asking only one question "Those Keepers of the Feather - are they still around somewhere?"

"Meepo still think should traded for smoking mount."  Meepo complains as he looks at the sword hilt.  He sighs, trying to let it go.  "What good only hilt?" He asks.

(OOC:  Reminder.  Who kept the magical axe you found in the tree?  Can anyone use an axe?)

Lionels fingers tingle as he picks up the hilt.  It's would have to have a fairly light blade for how the hilt is balanced. Usually there would be a heavy knob at the end to offset the blades weight, but this hilt has very little heft to it. 

Urwin smiles, "We are the Keepers of the feather. Our family. Because, you know...."  he winks...then flaps his arms and says, "caw caw...  but it was my fathers father who found it, none of us who are alive today." He turns to Meepo, "I'm afraid I don't know if it will be any use.  I'm sorry." 

OOC: Lionel has the axe now and can use it, but can as well give to anyone else.

"Tsk!" No one alive knew anything useful. No, not true - planty of useful information was found already,i but to be so close, only to loos the trail again! Lionel put the hilt back on the cloth - he would prefer to keep it close, still, if anyone else wanted to hold to it, he would not disagree.

"Sometimes I believe necromancers have their uses - it seems only ghosts can tell anything about the sword now." He grimaced, probably thinking about last necromancer he had to deal with. "But speaking of of ghosts. Your father suffers attack form yet another enemy - a witch, sending some kind of animated scarecrows after the grape vines. We might want to dispose of her as well - doubtfully she has something to do with the sword or directly with Strahd, but the less minions he has, the better. Anything we should know before we go there?"