MistBusters - A Curse of Strahd PbP

George point Samudra.  "She Samudra." 

((George grammar take turn for better.  George use pronoun.)) 

Grim will cock an eyebrow at him, "I am Grim," He says and with a sly grin adds, "I don't know how you conceal that your  a human, I'll guess magic, but it's  not good enough."

As Rictavio is greeting the party and Grim says this, the half-elf turns to you with a look of shock and then a sigh of surrender, “You have a quick eye my boy! You are correct, I am no half-elf,” Rictavio waves at his ears which flash and lose their point, resulting in the same man, but without the elf ears, “But, my grandmother was and I feel that Rictavio, the Half-Elf Ringmaster has so much more flare to it than the human ringmaster. My apologies if my deception offended you. I have an image to keep up after all!”

Viorela sighs as her master puts on a show for her potential new partners.

"Anyway," she steps in and interrupts, "Master Rictavio, thank you for being so generous with my saviors," Viorela eyes Grim with a bit of fire, "Why don't we use master's coin and make merry, no?"

Adanmar Windblood

"My dear Master, we appreciate your offer even if" the Revenant adds with a grin "I am not so sure how much I could still enjoy food and beverages anyway, I am Adanmar Windblood and your protegè has proved to be a valid help while shutting down the hags, maybe, we could join our efforts against Lors Strahd, what do you think? What do you know about him?"

It’s as Adanmar says the name, “Strahd,” that there is an audible gasp throughout the tavern and everyone in the tavern goes silent as they look towards you. Urwin and his family don’t really seem to care, but the patrons are all looking toward you with shock and fear. The silence hangs for one moment... two... three, before a deep, harsh voice bellows, “We do not use that word here. This is Vallaki. All will be well,” as it enters the tavern. The source of the voice is a tall, broadly built man. Standing about the same height as George, with the same ashen skin that you have seen on so many Barovians. He wears studded leather armor with a heavy wolfpelt cloak over the top. However. None of this draws your attention. No, what draws your attention is his left arm. It’s twice as long as his other arm, with scabrous chitin covering it like armor. Eyes open and close randomly along it and each finger finishes to a point in wicked claws that could likely rend better than any knife. The demonic claw places itself along the doorframe as he walks in, his gaze firmly locked on you, Adanmar. “Let me ask you... All will be what?” It seems like he wants you to finish that last part.

"George no like Claw-Arm Man." 

The Claw-Arm Man casts a glance to George and looks him up and down, but seemingly ignores George’s statement.

*Sips water* "Part of my team has already given Strahd a ***** slap, and he charmed part of us. So you don't scare us, but since you have the demon arm you might have some info. Do you know anything about the Gulthias tree or Strahd?" Grim says

Grim seems to catch his attention by saying the one word he said not to say multiple times and then insulting his arm. The man sneers at the monk and knocks the wine bottle off the table.  The wine bottle shatters to pieces on the hard wood. The shattered dragon head of the Red Dragon Crush bottle just looks up at you in silent mourning, questioning why, why you had to put it in the line of fire. “Oops. My demon arm didn’t see your wine. Clean it up.” The man turns to Urwin and points to your table, “Evict them.” Armboy points to Rictavio as well, “Him too.” And then begins to leave the inn. Several guards that seemed to be milling about also get up to follow him out.

Grim looks about his team  "Thoughts on the course of action we should take?" He asks.

"Grim know George strong." 

Viorela's eyes go wide as her newfound allies speak to the man. She quickly steps in front of them, wearing a wide smile. "Please, my lord, these people are new to town. I am sure they will be so happy and understand the customs once they experience the... festival."

(Persuasion 15)

The man, who you know as Izek Strazni, captain of the guard, completely looks past you. He pays you no mind as he walks through you and kinda shoulder checks you out of the way. He gives one last look to Urwin and says, “Urwin... if this happens again.” Izek places his demonic hand on the doorframe and the smell of burnt wood slowly spreads throughout the inn as a burning grasp is branded into the doorframe. 

"That no nice." 

Urwin locks eyes with George and silently shrugs. Izek, once again seems unfazed by your words.

"Wow...tense" Bry has situated himself at the table, his feet up and his tale draped across his lap. He takes a draw from his own Canteen, before giving a sly grin, "Feels like that guy just wants all eyes on him" 

*whispering* "Godamnit Bry"

"Unless someones paying a contract on him, or he becomes a direct threat to our party....he's not worth the effort." Elwarith says has he casually flips the broken tip of a broadhead arrow he always carries with him.

And with that final decision, Izek has left the inn and is gone from sight. However, you realize now that Izek has kicked you out of getting a room. Finding a place for Ireena may be substantially more difficult.