Yeah was pretty fun and thanks for gming so far!
Hope you can find more time again soon.
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I don't know his motives, neither did i see the man in the tower, but it could be. We'll never know if we don't check. That's all i'm saying. Perhaps i'm not too keen on certain death in the Amber Temple though. That place is even more crawling with evil, i'm sure. So if you think all we found here is ghosts and trouble, you definately won't like it there!
What if that was Rictavio in the tower? We are already here, so i would suggest doing the things at hand before traveling back and forth.
Checking in again.
Mh i know there's a place in the mountains called the amber temple, it could hold the dragons remains, but going there seems like certain death. It's a place of evil and highly guarded. No one ever came back. After a moment he adds:
Sad to see you go, have a good time though!
Going on a journey with probably limited internet access for ~3 weeks.
Well i hope it wasn't lightning striking the roof or a chimneyfire... Nonetheless Kassimit joins in the search.
A prayer in this place? Curious indeed. Is it still devout if it's corrupted?
Thanks for letting us know!
You mean the eternal suffering as undead clouded their minds a bit perhaps and now they don't follow you anymore? Seems good enough to me anyway, if not everyone and everything attacks us. Thank you seneschal.
That is most interesting. Would you care to tell us more about how Strahd already died once and about this hell of his own creation? Especially how we could bring him there?
And free those cursed by him and his legions! adds Kassimir.
Kassimir, seeing Malthorn seemingly exhausted, closes in, leaning against the wall next to him and takes out a lute.
Mh it seems like a good place, however i dislike that wolf somehow.
It saddens me somehow. This story should be remembered and sung in great tales. Hopefully i get to sing about it someday, as well as about our own heroic tale how we free them and slay the devil! Kassimir looks determined and begins to move towards the pointed way, throwing his cloak over his shoulder in a dramatic gesture.
So a long time ago Strahd sent an army here? I wonder just how old that devil really is and where his origins are. But before we continue, hold a moment...
Kassimir sings you some refreshing songs.
Kassimir tags along and offers to heal people if needed.
Mh i wonder why there are only busts of men. It's not my taste. Probably some knights honoring themselves.
Kassimir tries to help out Ozgo and aims at the one next to him.
Hold on friends, we can overcome them!
With a sigh, Kassimir takes his bow and aims at the ghost. Let us put you to peace poor soul.
Kassimir moves in between Talus and Ozgo, grim sorrow on his face.
We are not here to take your home or defile it! We seek shelter from the evil of this land! And allies! That's why we came to the home of the great silver dragon!
Round 2:
What? Where does this solid wall come from? It nearly fell on my toe! Where did the others go and what did they do? Kassimir inspects the sudden wall, looking for some hidden device to make it disappear again.
Kassimir checks out the whole room himself, but has his ow ready as the doors are about to be opened.
Kassimir begins cautiously moving up the stairs, wary of what horror could lounge there. He looks back over his shoulder, to see if everyone is following.
In an emergency I can heal as well, but not as good. So let's climb those stairs! The thought of these fellows returning makes me uncomfortable here.
Then we should get moving before they stand up again i guess. Where do you want to head? The stairs or through that barred door over there?
Hold on, we got this! Kassimir keeps concentrating on his spell and fires another arrow against the remaining affected revenant.
Kassimir continues to concentrate on his faerie fire and shoots at one of the revenants attacking Ozgo.
Kassimir concentrates on his spell and aims to finish off one of the revenants hopefully.
Kassimir knows his religious inclinced friends might have something up their sleeve, so he waits what they do. Should Ozgo's commands have no bearing, he'll shoot one of the revenants.
Guardians? Guardians of what? Do you think you can argue with them? Those red eyes do not exactly look friendly to me. And what about those wispy things? Kassimir waits in the back, ready to cast faerie fire on the revenants should combat begin for real.
Kassimir follows closely, alert but curious who might be praying there.
So perhaps we finish this rest and then go on exploring this haunted ruins? At least now we know what to expect a bit. Will you come with us Savid? I´m reluctant to leave you behind alone, even though it's supposedly safe here. Do you have any ideas how to release the dragon's ghost and win him over as our ally? Is that even possible? I'm not very familiar with the boundaries of ghost's.
I´ll be on a heavy work and traveling schedule the next 1.5 needs, my posting might be influenced.
We should definately investigate this and free the ghost of Argynvost. I wonder how this devil could slay a dragon.
Hakim? So you lost your companion? It saddens me to hear that.
We have been attacked by wolves several times, but we could fend them off. Do you perhaps know anything about this house or place?
Savid, you´re save now with us. Perhaps you can rest with us and we can heal you.
We met some wolves, but it´s never sure how many are out there in this cursed land. You were wise to stay hidden. But why were you out in the forest alone? Kind of dangerous, isn´t it?[
Just to inform everyone, after knowing D&D5 better now and with a friendly yes from our kind GM i transformed Kassimir into a College of Lore Bard.
Kassimir looks at Malthorm, whom he followed closely.
Kassimir just follows Malthorne, whispering:
Kassimir watches the efforts with interest, thinking to himself wether he should learn the knoch spell or not...
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