Our adventure begins anew as we enter into the land of Barovia. After successfully clearing out the mines for the Rockseekers, we decided to take some time to rest, develop our skills and even making ourselves a homebase in the now abandoned mansion of Phandelver.
One day, Sildar makes a request to our group to go and investigate a group of what sounds like vagrants just outside of town. The people don’t seem too bad and even offer us to join them in their nights revelry. During that time we learn of a man and his story.
As remembered by Vane:
Stanimir fills his mouth with wine, then spits into the fire. The flames turn from orange to green. As they dance and sway, a dark shape appears in the bonfire’s core.
“We come from an ancient land whose name is long forgotten — a land of kings. Our enemies forced us from our homes, and now we wander the lost roads.”
Deep in the bonfire, you see the dark figure standing with sword drawn, fighting off a host of shadowy shapes. “This man of royal blood fought to protect us, as we protected him. We bore him safely to his home, and he thanked us. He said, ’I owe you my life. Stay as long as you wish, leave when you choose, and know that you will always be safe here.”’
The figure in the dancing fire vanquishes its final foe, then disperses in a cloud of smoke and embers.
A curious story. And even more curious is their acquaintance with the as yet unknown land of Barovia. We have only heard of it once before when reading over a very mysterious map. Last of all a letter was given to us requesting aid for a sickly daughter with promises of great riches. IT was hard to say and so we didn’t. After a night of preparation we left for Barovia the very next day. Who knows way adventures await.