Vardoc’s Journal
10th Day of Eleint
Well,
we’ve rested up for about three weeks now and it’s time to set off again. We’ve
been charged with the retrieval of yet another Shadow Stone. It’s funny, but
since joining this group of adventurers I feel I’ve really started to make a
difference. Plus we’ve made more money than my previous five years put
together!
Before
our return to Waterdeep, Palarnus
was savagely attacked by an assassin and brutally killed. Nanathea
Sauril, Priestess of the High Moonlight offered to
resurrect him for only 5000GP. This would have been beyond my stretch all but a
few days ago, but because of two great hauls of treasure the party are paying
with glee!
Nanathea Sauril
has arranged teleportation for us to Damara and today
we hiked for a day towards Barovia. We have stopped
at a roadside tavern named the Weary Horse Inne.
Thought nothing of the name of the place till later when we were fleeced by the
inn-keeper for some unkempt mounts.
Halfway
through meat and jugs of stale ale some gypsy bloke comes in and walks straight
up to us, dropping a letter before walking off again. Jeena
read it out and it turns out the
As
I said, the inn-keeper fleeced us 80GP each for an excuse for a horse and some
second hand gear. Still, it got us started. Early start on the morrow!
11th Day of Eleint
As
we approached Barovia the fog was thick although it
seemed to part for us, almost welcoming us onwards. Eryn
was a bit spooked out but Zyr was more amused by it
than anything. Personally I thought it a bit weird, but as we got closer it
just got plain eerie. Not as eerie as what we found within the village though.
As we walked through some of the guys spotted blood on the signpost, but I have
to say I didn’t see anything.
Well,
anyways when we walked into the village it was just deserted. Except for a load of undead people.
Zombies apparently. Never seen nothing like it before!
This was not just eerie it was plain scary. Just as I pulled
my sword one of the undead or halfdead
or whatever they were managed to bite hard into me. I was just
paralysed, frozen like! Now that’s not like me. Normally I’m all ready to get
into fisticuffs – all part of the fun I say, but this time…well I just couldn’t
move. Thankfully, and just in time I might say, Eryn
managed some kind of magical spell and the one that was about to kill me ran
off. Kaboozes! Honestly a few seconds later and I’d
have been ready for one the god-awful meat pies from the Weary Horse!
As
I was frozen, I could still make out all the guys killing the zombie-things
off, one by one. Zyr was good. But then to be fair he
kept knobling any that had been beaten to within an
inch of their lives by someone else. Well I say their lives but I dunno how that works cos they’re
dead. Or rather they’re not dead. Well undead anyway.
Ah I dunno but they certainly weren’t alive by the
time we’d finished with’em.
I
managed to pull myself together in time to get one before Tandrik
summoned one of his specials! This time a cranking great bison! Kaboozes,
am I glad I didn’t face up to it. It was massive and didn’t look like it was
here for the chit-chat. Oh, and I better not forget some very strange looking
evil vermin. But they were relatively easy to dispense with and it turns out
that Jeena mast a spell on one making it completely
terrified of us. Quite amusing watching it try to run off but it didn’t get far.