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Sven smiles. "I still have some coins! I hope they're enough for some nourishment... He scratches his pocket and manages to put three golds on the table. "Let's see what we can get for this!"
Sticking with you!
Long after, Sven still scratches his chin. "All of this seems quite... puzzling. It seems we need to solve that." He turns to Darrien. "Any idea where some of these places might be? Though honestly, the 'town where all is not well', I'm willing to bet there's a whole bunch of these around here..."
Man, there's been ages since last time I went to a gaming event... I miss that.
Ah, the casing of lots. Cards, this time. Back home, their godi used to cast runes, inscribed on bones or stones, and interpret the future depending on how the bones ended up. "A pleasure, Madame Eva" he says while sitting on a stool.
Sven, believing he's realised what is all about, nods. He stands up with difficulty - the wine is good! - and heads for the tent trying not to stumble on anyone or anything.
Sven notices the candles and the first thing that comes to mind is how bold or expert that person must be, for a single mistake and fire can engulf the whole tent, turning it into a charring tomb. He's a bit lost in those thoughts when he notices Shurq asking, and thus he readies his ears for the answer, out of curiosity.
Sven gladly accepts the wine and takes a seat, though he doesn't speak much. The gathering reminds him of his home, and he realises it's more than probable he never gets to see it again.
"Wine?" Sven exclaims with a smile. "Let's go for it!"
Sven quickly checks for wounded companions. "Are you all okay?"
Well, as I've said before, if you feel some divine support is needed after 01/05, Sven is always willing to tweak his character to a "Watcha mean? I've always been a cleric!".
Sven runs around his comrades and attacks the wolves from behind, one punch each.
The wolves are dangerous foes, specially when they act as a pact. They're threatening Sven's comrades and he feels he can fix that. Stepping forward, he launches a pair of punches trying to get the beasts' focus.
Sven is not a dwarf, he's just a fatty human :p
"My homeland..." Sven starts to daydream. It's a village near the woods, with cold winters and temperate summers at most. We have plenty of game and timber nearby, and our creek carries water transparent and cold." Sven smiles. "Strangely enough, the place is called Neverwinter Woods, but there's almost always winter. Very beautiful winter." Coming back to reality again, he breathes deeply, enjoying the pure air. "What about you, guys? Blaze? Velspira?"
Sven enjoys the landscape of this beautiful land, a place nice enough once you leave behind the dark feeling of oppression that was reigning in town. It makes him remember his home, and wonders how would people fare without him. He turns his head and looks at his companions. Each of them has a home, people they've left behind, dreams that had to be put aside. Shandi, the one closer to him, is doing her wizard things. He's felt recently closer to her due to his interest in magical investigation and application. Where would she come from? What's her life like back home? Does she have kids? Are her parents still alive? "Hey, Shandi" he breaks the ice, "what's your home like? Is it anything like this?" he asks, presenting the landscape around with his open arms.
Most campaigns I've seen or heard about take players up to levels 9-12, so that is what we should probably expect, I guess. Now, according to that, it's not a bad idea to have a rough sketch of what you want to do in the character's future in regards to ability score increases, feats, and class features. These games in which you gain power by level punish making wrong decisions because once you select your level up gains, your can't go back, and thus you might regret your choices several levels after. For example, this is my plan: 3 levels in Artificer to get Thunder Gauntlets
That's for 9 levels, if we go further the character will probably go back to Artificer. If we fall short, however... well, then I'll have a problem :p In any case, kind GMs (and I think we are in good hands here) usually let you adjust some wrongly chosen options. But don't abuse that! :P
Depends on how deep the dip :p Sorcerer gives some level 1 spell slots you can burn for Shield, while using your priced Warlock slots for bigger things. If you go up to Sorcerer 3 (almost not a dip anymore) you get Metamagic, or can use sorcerer points to get more slots if you stop at level 2. Divine Soul is common, for the +2d4 to one save and access to cleric spells (Bless!). Also, starting Sorcerer gives you Con saving throws.
For background, if you think it fits, it's always a good idea. Now mechanically, and if you want my advice, active non caster classes to casters it's not the most optimal until you know what you're doing (like 2 levels of fighter for specific burst builds of something). A caster class still gives you spell slots so it's not as rough. It depends on what you're looking for (for example, bards also grant expertise of that's your aim). But of course, the most important is to have fun. Almost everything can go together with the proper choices and tactics. Just don't go Barbarian xD
So anyone who's had a look at Sven's inventory might have noticed he's got a spellbook. He bought it and carries it from level 1. He reads it every night. And now is the time to put it to this use, because he's going multiclass. Now, I need to talk this with Shandi, because the original plan was multiclassing Bladesinger. It won't be the usual Bladesinger, instead focused on hitting people with his gauntlets to debuff them. I don't know how do you envision yours, but I'm sure we can make them different enough will add to not overlap. HOWEVER, if you don't feel like it, first of all know that I understand you. I'm the guy who looks for crazy combinations and options because he hates two characters that mechanically overlap their roles and/or mechanics, so I totally feel you. Second, I have some alternatives that would only require a tweak or two (maybe changing Sven's feat which, honestly, he took from level 1 but didn't use up until level 3 - it's not that he was ultra profiting from it). So yeah. You tell me, we need to be comfortable with each other :)
"I guess he'll now be able to find us if he wants, but something tells me he likes to play cat and mice. I agree with you, Ireena; we should leave early and steady." Sven walks back to bed, where he opens his book and slowly goes all over it as a way to retain some data while provoking his eyelids to naturally and slowly close...
"Well" Sven thinks out loud, "there doesn't seem to be anything we can do about it, cc at least for now. And I'm willing to bet where will this scarf end up..." Then he goes with more practical matters. "If everyone is fine and healthy, I think we should go back to sleep. We've got a busy day tomorrow."
Yeah. The pounding has been going on for about two rounds, which made me think that was a typo and the DM meant it suddenly stops. Happens to me all the time when I post from the phone XD
Sven keeps holding the door as best as he can, putting at least his weight and that of his armour against the strength of the zombies. "I'm not sure it's going to hold!"
Actually, barbarians have (I quote): "resistance to bludgeoning, piercing, and slashing damage"
Once he realises what's going on, Sven runs to Blaze's side and helps her hold the door. He knows it's futile, but all the time they can buy for the rest to get ready can be invaluable.
Even wakes up and instinctively jumps back to standing. "What the Hell..." What's going on? The following second he starts thinking clearly. There under attack, or worse, so he thinks it's better to be prepared. He extends his arms and stands in a vitruvian pose while the pieces of his ar mm or quickly attach themselves, making him ready for a potential combat. When he's finished, he clashes his fists one against the other. "Intruders! Attack! Fire!" he shouts, though he really can't see anything like it... yet.
"Whichever shift no one wants, I'm okay with" Sven anounces before finding a place downstairs, by the fire.
Sven nods. "We'll find a nice place where to have a rest, thank you." Having a look around, he starts shuffling some ideas. "Do you... expect Strahd to come back before we go tomorrow? If that's the case, we should be wary ."
Sven considers carefully Ishmark's words. "And... how far away is this town, Vallaki? I assume you have a way to avoid Strahd just going there for you..."
Sven quickly responds. "You've been a caring and welcoming host for us, and thus I feel obliged to offer myself as escort to this place called Vallaki, wherever it can be." But before finishing, he adds a last question. "May I ask about this obsession Father Donavich mentioned?"
A redheaded, bearded human with overweight greets the newcomer with a somewhat tangy accent. "Salutations, my name's Sven." He carries small stones and metal plates, all of them inscribed with different runes. "Back home, I was being pursued, so the mist taking me away was good... Or that was my first thought. Where do you come from?"
I think it's derogatory to horses been talked to by centaurs.
I know I'm weird. And chaining one thought with another sometimes takes me into... let's call it difficult terrain . But Blaze's post made me wonder... How do centaurs wank? :D
Strahd having the connection to the word "suffering" seems like something the authors may have been aware of, given the theme of the adventure and the tragic nature of this antagonist. Quite probably. It's fun that he has a surname with the article Von (an archetypical German nobility surname). Seems like they wanted to add "nazi stuff" flavor to it.
Once the unwanted guest is gone, Sven whispers, still a bit shaken "Who... who was that?"
So I guess Ireena Kolyana must be twice as fun for you. Many authors use other cultures as inspiration for their adventures and settings, but sometimes their research is a bit lacking. I remember reading names and other things about Castille in 7th Sea and having a good laugh with my friends. In this particular case, the setting (from beginning of the 80s or ending of the 70s) is a salad of Transylvania with Russian, Polish and all other things that sound like Eastern Europe. Damn, even Strahd has a funny surname. But the adventure is good, and Strahd's story is beautiful and sad, even with those little silly details.
Sven is not the best digger, but still is willing to help if there's a spare shovel. Meanwhile, and out of respect, he keeps his mouth shut while other villagers and friends pay homage to the deceased.
Is Circle K related in any way to Special K? I think Sven hasn't gone to the loo in a good while...
"I agree with that, Blaze. Now, if these poor kids want to have some time on their own, maybe... I'm sure there's room in the inn for us." Sven intends to be here early in the morning for the funeral and start from there. There are a lot of loose ends here, and it seems they're not going home till all of them are tied. In any case, be it here or at the inn, Sven spends his time reading his own notes from a book he produces from his backpack. The old time reads "Personal Spellbook" in a decorated calligraphy, and it provides him some amusement until his eyelids become too heavy and sleep catches him unaware...
"A devil, you say?" Sven scratches his beard. "I would be interested in finding out about this devil and its possible connection to the mist." He turns to Ireena. "Of course, that means I'm willing to help. Whatever's in my hands to help you give your father a proper funeral."
Pointing at the corpse, and giving the usual mourn message, Sven inquires "May I ask what happened?"
Sven jumps when the door is knocked, and stays alert until the visitor tells his name and Ismark relaxes. He seems to know the stranger and in s good way. Still, just in case it's a trap, he keeps looking towards the door with curiosity.
Uh... I think we got a family item from the kids there, but not sure. Gonna skim through the adventure and see if I can find it. Edit: Yes, Sven picked a bracelet from Elizabeth's corpse. It's here.
Alright, I'm back: Wienerschnitzel: checked
So I still have homework for next time, but anyways... It seems I arrived just in time! Welcome to all the new
Welcome, Spaz! @Everyone:
Thank you Quirk! You're really putting all your ketchup in the burger here! (Yeah, I made up the saying. I'm hungry. Sue me! xD)
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