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Listening to the news of the new arrivals, Dess raises an eyebrow with interest, then shrugs slightly. "At least they had the sense to back off after the first death. I appreciate not being forced to try to kill more of them." Dess leans over the map, studying it, and taps the point that...

The tension fades slowly from Dess's shoulders as the clash of personalities fades, and she drops her hand back to her side from where it was holding the cuff of one of the sets of manacles tied to the side of her pack. Shutting down a fight wouldn't have been fun, even if the idea of having to...

Her eyes glimmering behind her new mask to match the grin blooming across her face, Dess gives Zuleika an fancifully overdone bow, sweeping an imaginary hat from her head as she does so, sweeping it across the rest of the party. "Thank you for allowing us an audience in this grand estate, Lady...

"More allies will always be welcome, given our opposition. I can understand a pack of intelligent beings not liking the idea of being made to heel at the call of a sadistic monster. Their more normal cousins seem to be rather pleasant company, at least for the moment." Dess smiles slightly at...

How quick is the pace of play? If it's not too quick, I'd love to play. I love Eberron. If there's room for one, I'd love to finally get to put together a hobgoblin artificer. Subclass choice provides enough flexibility to fit into any existing party composition.

Dess watches warily as Beldar approaches the wolf, and purses her lips slightly as the wolf seems to greet him in turn. She approaches slowly until she's close enough to be able to see the note, then crouches down to read it more easily. She looks over at the group of Barovians and speaks...

Dess sighs, and pulls out her spellbook, laying it across her lap as she lays open the etched sheets. "Not long enough to fully restore everything, then. At least they don't seem to be pursuing us. We should let people tend to their wounds from the tower, then after that, perhaps we can pause...

Dess lets out a quiet curse as Ezmerelda describes the threat outside the wagon, which redoubled as they realize normal weapons seem to do nothing to the wolves. "Gods damnit, I was joking about the blasted pack of vampire wolves!" As the cart rattles along, she lean to get a clear view out...

Dess grins slightly as the cart begins to move on its own. "So similar principle to a phantom steed, but serving as a draft animal rather than a riding one. Fascinating. I can see how it would be noticeable, but given that Strahd seems to be able to find us at a whim, noticeable isn't that big...

Dess cheerfully tucks away a gold robe in her bag along with the other various stuff she's bringing along, before gathering the last of the stuff she'd set aside in the cart to take with them. "Okay, I've got some climbing gear, some disguise stuff, and the valuables, if anyone wants to haul...

Would love to play Eberron. I've loved it since it first came out. I don't mind seeing what holes would need to be filled before figuring out what I'd like to put together.

Dess stiffens as she suddenly feels the sensation of lightning about to strike, and scrambles away from the tower as it comes cracking down around her. She turns back a shirt distance away as she watches the column of lighting envelop the tower, patting some nasty scorches tenderly as she...

Dess picks the papers up after Beldar sets them down, peruses them while considering his question, and carefully tucks them away between the pages of her spellbook, along with the map. "I doubt it was so much a favor to Van Richten, so much as taking a chance for him to strike out at the...

Dess smiles slightly, her eyes glittering in curious excitement even with Ari's concern. "Sure? Absolutely not. It's possible I could wind up with an angry ghost trying to kill me the moment I activate the mirror. I doubt it, if the baroness has used it, but never know. That's part of the...

Cheering up a little after they're done dealing with the dead, and her purse significantly heavier, Dess picks up a couple sets of manacles, wrapping them in sheets of leather to protect them from the weather and keep them from clinking as she straps them to the outside of her pack, and adds a...

Dess's lips press into a firm line at the sight of Henrick's body, and she closes her eyes to compose herself. Meaningless death was apparently going to become a constant companion in this land, and after a few slow breaths, she moves aside and lets the others lower the man to the floor. As she...

Dess, having finished her breakfast with the first risers of the day, sits patiently waiting in the common room until the rest of the party makes their way there. As they talk, she listens curiously to Juni's story and letting a slight smile cross her face at Ezmerelda's reaction to her mentor's...

While Ari steps off to talk theology with the priest, Dess pulls out her spellbook and ink and pen set, at first as a way to release some of her anger and tension, but slowly a satisfied smile crosses her face as she realizes that the final details of the spells she's been working on have...

Dess sighs as the priest lays out his suspicions, and shakes her head. "I'd put good money on it having been simple money on his part, Father. A stranger, one of Strahd's agents, offers him enough coin to ensure he and his sister will always have a reserve to keep them from going hungry. And...

"So basically exactly what you said you weren't doing, ya berk." Dess watches Strahd's departure with a hateful glare, muttering a small litany of dwarvish and elven curses as his bat form returns to his castle. She slides slowly off the horse's back, leading it over to one of the trees near the...