"I insist, I must see them, this INSTANCE!"Ireena's voice rings out sharply outside the tent, followed by muffled Vistani voices. "I DON'T BLOODY CARE IF SHE'S BUSY OR NOT!" Her voice is wrought with anger,"LET ME IN!"
At that point you see Ireena burst in through entrance to the tent, Ismark hot on her heels, weapon drawn. Upon noticing the party seemingly unharmed she pauses briefly and calmly says, "Oh... Is everyone well? Hope I'm not disturbing anything."By way of explanation Ismark says,"We grew concerned when we saw you all being led to this tent. Outside all we could see was a rainbow of flickering lights seemingly coming from your location. I trust that you are all well."
Moments later one of the Vistani guards moves into the tent, "I'm sorry, we tried to explain... She wasn't having any of it." He turns to Ireena,"See - your friends are fine and well. Now if you would please accompany me back outside."
Ismark grunts,"Whatever it was must have been magical in somesense of the word."
Taking Valerie aside, he whispers, "We had wanted to maintain our distance from the camp, but we thought you in trouble. Are you sure she..." he nods towards Eva, "has not cast some form of spell on you? What did I say about the Vistani!"
Madam Eva starts cackling at the back of the tent. "Barovians... such a mistrustingbunch. Still... can't say I blame 'em!" Ismark's face reddens.
Baern is pretty timid towards Madam Eva and avoids looking her in the eye for very long, but says "that's good" with a small smile towards her. "Thank you for your help. We'll go search the camp as you said."
After a pause he asks "ah, Madam Eva, do you have other magics if, ah, if the time ever came to face...Him?"
"Madame Eva, do you have any idea what these treasures might be?" Ioben consider the task of searching a foreign camp looking for something that doesn't belong there or may not be what it seems. "We could wander this camp and check every piece of equipment without realising we were holding something special in our hands. Did the cards suggest any way we might recognise it?"
Valerie does not want to let the tension grow between Ireena and Madame Eva; therefore, she steps up and says to Ireena. "I think we are safe here. Let me accompany you to wait outside." She extends her arm to the exits waiting Ireena to go first then she will follows.
Ensorcelled as he was by Madam Eva's performance, Sandu's stupor was abruptly broken by the harsh words of the Barovian siblings. He snapped back to reality from whatever dreamlike trance Madam Eva's words and visions had lulled him in to find himself sitting in the half dark across of the old woman with the others similarly seated throughout the tent. His right foot had stopped hurting but his left had fallen asleep. He figured it would be time to get up. He could use a rest, some shut-eye, if only because his mind tended to process information better while he slept.
Sandu rose to his feet, doing his best to ignore the pins and needles in his extremities, and took a last look at the cards displayed on the table. He could not deny the impact they had nor the words Madam Eva spoke of them. He wanted to know more but the questions he had were of a more intimate nature.
'Madam Eva, is it possible for me to get a personal reading later?' He asked the diviner. 'I, uhm, I can pay if needed.' He added a bit clumsily.
OOC: Added in an Insight check as requested in the post below: 17 (rolled in campaign game log)
After a pause he asks "ah, Madam Eva, do you have other magics if, ah, if the time ever came to face...Him?"
Madam Eva looks directly at you, she mumbles,"I... I... Magics." She quickly composes herself,"Ohhh Madam Eva has many magics, young Baern. Many magics indeed."She cackles menacingly.
((Baern (and any other's following the conversation) - you can make a follow up insight roll if you wish; based solely on the question you have just asked, it may well be high DC.))
"Madame Eva, do you have any idea what these treasures might be?" Ioben consider the task of searching a foreign camp looking for something that doesn't belong there or may not be what it seems. "We could wander this camp and check every piece of equipment without realising we were holding something special in our hands. Did the cards suggest any way we might recognise it?"
"Not more than the cards revealed. One is knowledge relating to your enemy; for you need to know what you are up against! One is a holy symbol which will provide protection against the evil one! Finally, one is a WEAPON able to bring low the COUNT! You shall know them once they are in your possession, for their goodness is resplendent!" She scratches her chin in thought, "Other than this the cards reveal a potential ally, or two, which may help provide a boon when you face down Strahd."
She hunches over, bringing her voice low, "Be wary travellers, be wary. For there are many that seek to aid Strahd. Even from my own people." She gestures towards Ismark and Ireena, "They have the right of it... be slow to trust, guard your words."
Valerie - Ireena gladly accepts your assistance,"I'm just glad you are all safe, Val."
Dormark -Ismark comments,"Good idea Dormark - if you need to stay around this camp for longer that is fine. But maybe best we rest a little distance away... and keep watch".The end of the sentence he says in almost a whisper.
Sandu - Madam Eva smiles broadly at your request. "That is something I can do... should you require the more personal touch." She comments, creepily with a wink. She cackles,"But for now, I must rest. Maybe tomorrow you might come by my tent and we shall see what revelations the cards hold for you."
Sandu, satisfied with Madam Eva's reply, made a mental note to visit her the coming day. With a last wary glance at Galqarin, Sandu crossed the tent to get to the exit. When he passed Dormark he hesitated for a moment, seemingly wanting to say something. Instead he clenched his jaw and moved past the metal man, back into the open air outside.
He approached Ismark and Ireena. 'Where do we set up camp?' He asked. He sounded a bit absentminded, his thoughts still mostly preoccupied with what had transpired since they had arrived at the camp. It has been quite an exhausting day, both physically and emotionally.
"Further along the Tser Pool bank." Ismark said matter-of-factly to Sandu,"Best not go too close to the woods, the shoreline may afford us some level of protection."
Currently it is around mid-afternoon, not long until sunset (say around 4-5pm); the packs Ismark and Ireena initially prepared for the journey contain enough food for 3 days travel for the party ((in addition to any rations you had on your person)). Should you wish you could always ask the Vistani for food, something they are more than happy to provide.
Overall, walking through the Vistani camp you get the feeling that the mood is settling a little; people are still drinking, dancing, chatting and there is no tension.
Dormark pauses as Sandu moves away from him then says, “Sandu let us speak in a little bit, I need to say something to you before we retire for the night.” After everyone leaves Dormark stays in the tent for a few more minutes before leaving heading towards the others who setup their camp.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Insight as suggested: 12
After his question to Madam Eva, Baern waits for her to notify the other vistani and then sets about searching the camp despite not really being sure what he's looking for.
Madam Eva's reassurance that, essentially, they would know it when they found it, didn't do much to settle Ioben's mind. Still, it didn't seem like she much more to say on the matter. Also, while the sword was clearly the weapon, he didn't know if they should be searching here for knowledge, or some kind of symbol. He would have to keep his eyes and ears open for all possibilities.
Around him, the others started to talk about making camp nearby. Ioben followed as they made their way out of the tent. Rest sounded like a good plan, still, Ioben needed to speak up. "I agree that we need somewhere to rest, but if something we seek is here in the camp, wouldn't it be best to simply stay here while we look? The people seem friendly enough, and if Strahd were to attempt anything, I would rather have the numbers around us."
Galqarin, initially unsure as to what he should do, follows Baern like a hound - literally - sniffing and pawing at everything after Baern inspects it. ((Investigation: 17))
After a few minutes of this he whispers to the dwarf, "What we look for?"
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"I insist, I must see them, this INSTANCE!" Ireena's voice rings out sharply outside the tent, followed by muffled Vistani voices. "I DON'T BLOODY CARE IF SHE'S BUSY OR NOT!" Her voice is wrought with anger, "LET ME IN!"
At that point you see Ireena burst in through entrance to the tent, Ismark hot on her heels, weapon drawn. Upon noticing the party seemingly unharmed she pauses briefly and calmly says, "Oh... Is everyone well? Hope I'm not disturbing anything." By way of explanation Ismark says, "We grew concerned when we saw you all being led to this tent. Outside all we could see was a rainbow of flickering lights seemingly coming from your location. I trust that you are all well."
Moments later one of the Vistani guards moves into the tent, "I'm sorry, we tried to explain... She wasn't having any of it." He turns to Ireena, "See - your friends are fine and well. Now if you would please accompany me back outside."
DM - The Call of Strahd (CoS); Feyrealm Campaign, Chapter 0 - Bleak Prospect (BP), Chapter 1 - Destination Unknown (DU)
Valerie raises her eyebrows. "Flickering lights?" She looks around the tents. "Did it come from our spells? Did anyone cast a spell?"
Ismark grunts, "Whatever it was must have been magical in some sense of the word."
Taking Valerie aside, he whispers, "We had wanted to maintain our distance from the camp, but we thought you in trouble. Are you sure she..." he nods towards Eva, "has not cast some form of spell on you? What did I say about the Vistani!"
Madam Eva starts cackling at the back of the tent. "Barovians... such a mistrusting bunch. Still... can't say I blame 'em!" Ismark's face reddens.
DM - The Call of Strahd (CoS); Feyrealm Campaign, Chapter 0 - Bleak Prospect (BP), Chapter 1 - Destination Unknown (DU)
> Barovians... such a mistrusting bunch
Galqarin absentmindedly rubs his neck, the recent rope-welts still apparent.
"Did you cast a spell on us, Madam Eva?" aks Baern fairly innocently.
Insight for her response: 14
Madam Eva cackles at Baern, "Heavens no! You would know if I cast a spell on you Master Dwarf!" She waggles her finger in mock scolding.
You do not get the sense that she is lying. Though you are not certain either way.
DM - The Call of Strahd (CoS); Feyrealm Campaign, Chapter 0 - Bleak Prospect (BP), Chapter 1 - Destination Unknown (DU)
Baern is pretty timid towards Madam Eva and avoids looking her in the eye for very long, but says "that's good" with a small smile towards her. "Thank you for your help. We'll go search the camp as you said."
After a pause he asks "ah, Madam Eva, do you have other magics if, ah, if the time ever came to face...Him?"
"Madame Eva, do you have any idea what these treasures might be?" Ioben consider the task of searching a foreign camp looking for something that doesn't belong there or may not be what it seems. "We could wander this camp and check every piece of equipment without realising we were holding something special in our hands. Did the cards suggest any way we might recognise it?"
Valerie does not want to let the tension grow between Ireena and Madame Eva; therefore, she steps up and says to Ireena. "I think we are safe here. Let me accompany you to wait outside." She extends her arm to the exits waiting Ireena to go first then she will follows.
“We are fine we should probably set up camp near here for the night, we will tell you more in a little bit,” says Dormark waving for them to go.
Dormark Calling of Strahd (warforged cleric) 4
Ensorcelled as he was by Madam Eva's performance, Sandu's stupor was abruptly broken by the harsh words of the Barovian siblings. He snapped back to reality from whatever dreamlike trance Madam Eva's words and visions had lulled him in to find himself sitting in the half dark across of the old woman with the others similarly seated throughout the tent. His right foot had stopped hurting but his left had fallen asleep. He figured it would be time to get up. He could use a rest, some shut-eye, if only because his mind tended to process information better while he slept.
Sandu rose to his feet, doing his best to ignore the pins and needles in his extremities, and took a last look at the cards displayed on the table. He could not deny the impact they had nor the words Madam Eva spoke of them. He wanted to know more but the questions he had were of a more intimate nature.
'Madam Eva, is it possible for me to get a personal reading later?' He asked the diviner. 'I, uhm, I can pay if needed.' He added a bit clumsily.
OOC: Added in an Insight check as requested in the post below: 17 (rolled in campaign game log)
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Madam Eva looks directly at you, she mumbles, "I... I... Magics." She quickly composes herself, "Ohhh Madam Eva has many magics, young Baern. Many magics indeed." She cackles menacingly.
((Baern (and any other's following the conversation) - you can make a follow up insight roll if you wish; based solely on the question you have just asked, it may well be high DC.))
DM - The Call of Strahd (CoS); Feyrealm Campaign, Chapter 0 - Bleak Prospect (BP), Chapter 1 - Destination Unknown (DU)
"Not more than the cards revealed. One is knowledge relating to your enemy; for you need to know what you are up against! One is a holy symbol which will provide protection against the evil one! Finally, one is a WEAPON able to bring low the COUNT! You shall know them once they are in your possession, for their goodness is resplendent!" She scratches her chin in thought, "Other than this the cards reveal a potential ally, or two, which may help provide a boon when you face down Strahd."
She hunches over, bringing her voice low, "Be wary travellers, be wary. For there are many that seek to aid Strahd. Even from my own people." She gestures towards Ismark and Ireena, "They have the right of it... be slow to trust, guard your words."
DM - The Call of Strahd (CoS); Feyrealm Campaign, Chapter 0 - Bleak Prospect (BP), Chapter 1 - Destination Unknown (DU)
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Valerie - Ireena gladly accepts your assistance, "I'm just glad you are all safe, Val."
Dormark - Ismark comments, "Good idea Dormark - if you need to stay around this camp for longer that is fine. But maybe best we rest a little distance away... and keep watch". The end of the sentence he says in almost a whisper.
Sandu - Madam Eva smiles broadly at your request. "That is something I can do... should you require the more personal touch." She comments, creepily with a wink. She cackles, "But for now, I must rest. Maybe tomorrow you might come by my tent and we shall see what revelations the cards hold for you."
DM - The Call of Strahd (CoS); Feyrealm Campaign, Chapter 0 - Bleak Prospect (BP), Chapter 1 - Destination Unknown (DU)
Sandu, satisfied with Madam Eva's reply, made a mental note to visit her the coming day. With a last wary glance at Galqarin, Sandu crossed the tent to get to the exit. When he passed Dormark he hesitated for a moment, seemingly wanting to say something. Instead he clenched his jaw and moved past the metal man, back into the open air outside.
He approached Ismark and Ireena. 'Where do we set up camp?' He asked. He sounded a bit absentminded, his thoughts still mostly preoccupied with what had transpired since they had arrived at the camp. It has been quite an exhausting day, both physically and emotionally.
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"Further along the Tser Pool bank." Ismark said matter-of-factly to Sandu, "Best not go too close to the woods, the shoreline may afford us some level of protection."
Currently it is around mid-afternoon, not long until sunset (say around 4-5pm); the packs Ismark and Ireena initially prepared for the journey contain enough food for 3 days travel for the party ((in addition to any rations you had on your person)). Should you wish you could always ask the Vistani for food, something they are more than happy to provide.
Overall, walking through the Vistani camp you get the feeling that the mood is settling a little; people are still drinking, dancing, chatting and there is no tension.
DM - The Call of Strahd (CoS); Feyrealm Campaign, Chapter 0 - Bleak Prospect (BP), Chapter 1 - Destination Unknown (DU)
Dormark pauses as Sandu moves away from him then says, “Sandu let us speak in a little bit, I need to say something to you before we retire for the night.” After everyone leaves Dormark stays in the tent for a few more minutes before leaving heading towards the others who setup their camp.
Dormark Calling of Strahd (warforged cleric) 4
Insight as suggested: 12
After his question to Madam Eva, Baern waits for her to notify the other vistani and then sets about searching the camp despite not really being sure what he's looking for.
Madam Eva's reassurance that, essentially, they would know it when they found it, didn't do much to settle Ioben's mind. Still, it didn't seem like she much more to say on the matter. Also, while the sword was clearly the weapon, he didn't know if they should be searching here for knowledge, or some kind of symbol. He would have to keep his eyes and ears open for all possibilities.
Around him, the others started to talk about making camp nearby. Ioben followed as they made their way out of the tent. Rest sounded like a good plan, still, Ioben needed to speak up. "I agree that we need somewhere to rest, but if something we seek is here in the camp, wouldn't it be best to simply stay here while we look? The people seem friendly enough, and if Strahd were to attempt anything, I would rather have the numbers around us."
Galqarin, initially unsure as to what he should do, follows Baern like a hound - literally - sniffing and pawing at everything after Baern inspects it. ((Investigation: 17))
After a few minutes of this he whispers to the dwarf, "What we look for?"