Nadariel wispers back: „I agree, but i don‘t think we can take on a vampiere, because i think that‘s what we are dealing with here right now. But let me try some thing:“. Out loud he say : „ Should i get your father, the Priest? He may be able to help us?“

"Father!? Father feed me I need to eat! I am starving!" The voice yelled as the sound of it banging against the wall free louder and louder.

As time passes the three others stop talking and start to come back into the church.

"It looks like our time is just about up." Belmarm comments on idly from the wall. "So, what shall it be? And did we already inquiry into how he came to be this way, or... did miss that some point?" He asked casually in spite of the circumstances.

„As much as i lwould love to solve this right now, i think it has to wait untill we have the means to deal with it...“

Tierra shrugs, "I'm still not entirely sure why he would do this, but what ever you think is best."

The three return inside as father Donavich winces as he hears the yells again. "Doru be quiet and listen to your father! I will find a way to save you." Donavich yells back as he stomps on the floor.

Falzaren gazes at the priest with a flat eyed expression, "And how do you plan to find a way to save him? My best advice is fire or sunlight, purify the evil and save what's left of his soul."

"Undead are an evil upon the earth," Tierra says, "they endanger the natural way of the world. You've allowed yourself to grow soft in knowing that your own has been turned. You should end him here and now so that balance is restored to nature."

Errol:

”And what if your son breaks out and finds the blood he seeks flowing in the veins of the people of Barovia?  When those deaths could have been prevented by the town’s priest by dealing with the undead threat instead of harboring him within the walls of the church itself?” adds Errol passionately.

"You all are fools and know nothing! My son shall be saved by the light of the light of the Morninglord!" Donavich says before he turns away from the group to begin a return to the altar in the front of the church.

Falzaren will snort, "Leave him to his madness, let us go."

"Who's the morninglord?" Tierra asks as they leave

"A god light and sunshine, no doubt, and anathema to our adversary." Belmarm comments on as he followed others out. "Unfortunate that one their few believers is a madman... Though, I suppose you need to be a little mad in order continue prayer in this dismal place. And here's hoping the good father sees the light someday... before it's too late."

"Odd," Tierra says. "You put your faith in powers you cannot see?"

Errol:

"You are quite correct, Belmarm," adds Errol, "Lathander is known as the Morninglord, and gods know Barovia could use some clear daylight.  I fear the priest's prayers may go unanswered if he persists in sheltering this undead creature, no matter the reasons."

"Nevertheless, we should leave, I suppose.  Any idea where we should go?  Do Ismark and his sister yet need our help?" Errol asks the group at large.

The old priest gives a slight glare at the group as they leave to find Ismark and Ireena who still are talking amongst themselves. Ismark steps away from her slowly and walks to the group. "We are discussing where to go next. This village is no longer safe for her."

Falzaren will nod, "The church would have been the best place, but with it losing its sanctity, it seems that is no longer the case. I think the best option is to leave town somehow."

Errol:

"Where do you propose to go, Ismark?  And what would you have us do to help?  I, for one, have no idea what to do in this town, as the mission we came to accomplish turns out to be a fake and I doubt that magical gate will let us back through anytime soon," Errol says, ready to move on if they aren't going to attack this undead head-on.

"I think we are going to be heading to the town of Vallaki. It is better defended and is known to have a proper guard to help deal with the things that lurk in this land. Father Donavich also proposed that we go to an Abbey that he claims is the safest place to stay if we wish to hide from unholy creatures." Ismark explains.

Errol:

Shrugging, Errol says, "Sounds like we have escort duty, friends, unless we want to stay in town and try our luck here.  What do you think?"