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Upon leaving the tent, Emron puts his sword down on the ground, turning it over in his hands and looking it over in a new light. Weapon of vengeance, eh? But vengeance upon whom? The one who has slain my friends, or the devil who makes these people suffer? Or are they one and the same?

Emron goes to the camp, laughing along and telling jokes with the rest. When they get to the story, Emron looks deep in thought. When he goes to the wagon and sees the cards, he becomes a bit suspicious.

Emron grumbles. If ya wish. He still draws his sword, and keeps an eye on Urrnir's position.

Emron turns to Ismark and Ireena.
Do you think they are travelers like us or some vile monsters made by that demon?
He stays away from the clearing.

[ooc]If it's a vision, adjust my speech to:[/b]
Uh? Urrnir? What are ya staring at?

Emron shudders at the caw of the ravens. Unnerving, isn't? He continues walking, but notices Urrnir's gaze. He turns around, and his eyes widen. By the gods...

There's no other way, huh? We should go, but stick close to the trees so we aren't spotted.

Emron comes in to the room, trying to look as friendly as possible.

Emron nods at Ismarks sentence. She is right to be concerned. That "man" is evil.

Emron scratches his chin. She says that you cannot leave your father here? What is wrong? Is he ill?

I say aye. If we can interfere with the work of this devil, we should.

I don't care... I just want a ale.
He searches inside his pouch for payment. [b]Ye know what... we should accept his offer.

Emron looks around the tavern. Some ale will help me... He walks to the bar. Strongest drink ye got.

Enron tears up a bit for the opposite reason. This is something he remembers not doing with his comrades. He gloomily starts to help put the body inside the grave.

Emron waves his hands in front of the ghosts. When one pasess through him, his jaw drops. How?

Thank ye for the food.
Emron wipes his mouth, then continues. What's the name of this devil?

Emron goes with Bazim to comfort the priest.

Emron looks around for a tarp, and places it on the body. He tries to wipe the blood and gore off himself, and then goes up to meet the priest.

Emron retrieves his handaxe from the wall. He spits. That @*&%! Strahd be a monster, ta turn a child ta this.

hmm... My post was eaten
Handaxe: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Enron throws his remaining handaxe at Doru.

Enron throws his silvered handaxe at Doru.
attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

sorry. Couldn't get to my phone or computer when I had any free time. I'll set reminders to make sure I don't do it again.

Emron swings again, harder this time.
Maul with advantage: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 121d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
damage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (4, 3) + 3 = 10

Emron worriedly grips his sword. Hope this is a good choice...
Hello...

Emron walks to the key and picks it up. Wordlessly, he holds it up and turns in the direction of the trapdoor. Its for tha door, isn't it?

Emron slumps against the wall, watching the exchange.
How can we feel good with ourselves if we leave without helping?

What are ye doing! There's a wee one in there! He rushes to the priest and shouts in his ear. WAKE UP YE DOLT! YER CHILD IS STARVING! He then rushes to the door.

The tavern probably has zombie.... brain... mush, or whatever that Strahd person did to the ale.

Scary.... Emron looks towards the church. To there, then!
He walks off towards the church. [ooc]main road west, road north to the church.[/b]

He did this?

Died quite a while ago. He heads upstairs, and looks for a set of clothes for Balandusk.

Emron kicks on of the zombies. Wonder how this happened.
He looks for clues. Investigation: 1d20 ⇒ 1

Take care of it, Urrnir!
Maul: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
damage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (3, 1) + 3 = 7

longsword: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
Emron tries to clear the way for Balandusk.

Sorry!
longsword: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Emron swings, aiming for the neck of a zombie.

Emron looks around, going to the nearest abandoned house.

HP: 1d12 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Aye. Maybe an abandoned house has clothing.

Does anyone have a map?

Huzzah!

Emron walks in front of Balandusk, so no one inside the house sees him without anything on.
So.... I guess this be Barovia?
He pats himself, looking for something. He withdraws a silvered shortsword (from the chest). He offers it to Balandusk
Want it? I have a magic longsword as well.

Ne'er heard of it either.
Emron looks at the castle.
Why? Unless whoever killed our friends is in there.

Emron pats Urrnir on the back. Err... Ye okay?
Where are we?

Emron raises his maul and charges, screaming something incoherent.
Once he gets there, he charges straight through the door.
strength: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

Emron attempts to climb through the hole
str: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
He winces Swung too hard on my last one.

I'm good at typing, guys. :)

HOW THE F*CK DID THAT HAPPEN!!!1!!!!!111!!!

maul: 1d20 + 100d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + (4, 5, 5, 4, 3, 3, 5, 3, 1, 3, 6, 2, 2, 1, 1, 3, 3, 5, 4, 6, 6, 1, 4, 5, 5, 2, 6, 5, 3, 3, 3, 2, 2, 4, 1, 1, 2, 2, 6, 3, 2, 3, 4, 6, 3, 1, 5, 3, 2, 5, 5, 1, 1, 5, 6, 1, 6, 1, 6, 3, 5, 4, 1, 4, 5, 6, 4, 1, 3, 3, 5, 4, 1, 6, 1, 3, 6, 4, 3, 4, 6, 1, 5, 6, 5, 6, 4, 4, 3, 1, 4, 4, 2, 4, 5, 2, 5, 3, 4, 5) + 3 = 363
I noticed, on the last damage roll I did, it should be 2d6+3, not 2d6+5
Durnit, annoying things...

maul: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
damage: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (4, 2) + 5 = 11
Emron struggles and tries to smash the rats to a pulp.

Hope it turns out well.

Emron waits for Urrnir to get off his shoulders. When she does, he hits the rats with his mace.
attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
damage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (1, 1) + 3 = 5

I think there is a bit of misunderstanding going on. Urrnir wants to go to the floor beneath the attic, then break up into the attic.