Barovia, Fauntleroy thinks. It’s not a familiar name. In fact, it’s so completely unfamiliar it’s strange. She’s sure she knows all the city-states on the Sword Coast— possibly Greater Faerun even. The fact that the name is so unfamiliar is a nagging annoyance. “Strange. I thought I’d heard about all sorts of places on the Sword Coast, but I’ve never heard of Barovia.”
She reaches inside her pockets, finding that she only has gold coins. She purses her lips thoughtfully. “It seems I am all out of copper coins. I only have gold coins.” She looks at the bartender. “Is that an issue?”
She reaches inside her pockets, finding that she only has gold coins. She purses her lips thoughtfully. “It seems I am all out of copper coins. I only have gold coins.” She looks at the bartender. “Is that an issue?”