Having no magic sensed on her Radar, Remielle nods her agreement. To go alone was suicide. That said, she begins upturning the rug on the floor and looking around, trying to make sure this room was compltly free of secrets before being willing to move on.
as you walk through the gates, the mist seems to thicken instantly, and the doors shut behind you. it feels as if the light level has dropped significantly, going from a bright noon ray to a dim overcast
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out of the corner of your eye, you are quick to spot something that was...
Stepping inside the room, the chill in the air keeps Remielle alert. She was happy to help of course, but every second she was in here, she was cheating death. The group she was with was obviously new to Barovia and thus still had their will to fight. In this land, fighting got you killed...
Once they reach the bathhouse, Melody looks around. "I'll keep going and enter the bathhouse so i don't look suspicious. I'll leave mystery with you all. If you need me, signal to him. I'll see it through my senses." She says. Above them, the hawk cries out. "Likewise, if i learn something ill...
The road through the Svallich woods is uneventful, if not dark. At some times it is difficult to see the road ahead of you. Sometimes it is the black pools of water, but more often than not , it is the fault of the fog. You could swear that, as you go further in, the accursed mist grows thicker...
"Just because something hasn't been found doesn't mean it doesn't exist." Remielle said, looking down at the floor. "It's always possible that there is a tunnel or the like that just happens to run under the place, or perhaps there is indeed a hidden way. Either way if it;s to save a life, we...
i dont need to personally but i also just showed up so if everyone is hurting let them rest.
of course, there might be a feeling of urgency about saving their friend that might prevent them from doing so.
The night comes quitly, but surely, the cgold the man provided the bartender being more than enough to ensure that your night is delightful and your worries erased. Such is the quality of the evening.
Morning comes, and Barovia beckons. The morning sun peaks out into your windows, and the...