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Date: Nouluna 6, 1221
Time: 8:00 PM
Weather: Overcast, cool
Moon: Waning gibbous
Location: Borovia, An Abandoned Shop
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At Castran's pleading, Bragar uses one more spell to bring the gnome up to full health. For some reason, the heavily-injured cleric spares no healing for himself. He does, however, regain some small bit of health from spending the day free from combat or other strenuous activity.

The two of you make careful preparations for the night. Castran makes himself invisible, spins an illusionary wall, and climbs into the rafters. Bragar settles in to sleep as Castran concentrates on his illusion. The gnome has no trouble holding up such a simple illusion.

For the first time since you came to Barovia, nothing attacks in the night. Perhaps Strahd no longer sees you as a threat—or as sufficiently diverting entertainment. Or perhaps the master of the castle above has other matters to attend to. Whatever the reason, Bragar awakens after a rare full night's sleep. Castran drops the illusion and settles in to sleep while Bragar takes watch. His sleep is also uninterrupted.

When he awakens, it is 8:00 in the morning. Fog clings to the ground, and the dull gray haze overhead tells you that the cloud cover is, as seems always to be the case, hanging over this land.
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Status: Bragar: 22/42, Castran: 23/23
Effects: None

Packing his leather armour securely the gnome, in his phantom armour spell, will look to encouraging Bragar to heal himself with his magic, after praying for his spells whilst the gnome rememorises his invisibility, phantasmal force and phantom armour magics.

He will offer to place the dwarf under the cover of invisibility as well if he so wishes.

Then Castran recommends the duo head to Ismarks home.

Absolutely

Bragar- Yes I will cast my last healing to heal myself. I hope the evening goes quietly.


Cure light wounds
Cure Lgt Wounds[1d8] = 5

Date: Nouluna 7, 1221
Time: 8:00 AM
Weather: Overcast, cool
Moon: Waning gibbous
Location: Borovia, An Abandoned Shop
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In the morning, Bragar takes care of a few of his own wounds. The two then set out for Ismark's. When they reach the former Borgomaster's house, a tired-looking Ismark answers the door and steps back without a word. Taking the hint, you follow him into the house uninvited. He takes you into the parlor and waves absently at a couple of chairs.

"I apologize for my brusqueness last night," he begins. "We Barovians usually do not receive visitors near dark, and I did not want to have to send you out into the night when we were done talking."

He looks at each of you, then seems to brace himself for bad news. "What can you tell me of Ireena?" he finally asks. "I can guess what happened to the other adventurers who came through recently, but perhaps you should tell me of their fate as well."

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Status: Bragar: 27/42, Castran: 23/23
Effects: None

Bragar- We heard your name from the that group of adventurers that saved our lives inside the keep. All were lost, all but 2 two of them I believe have fallen under Strahds curse. And 2 died were while we tried to escape. The Paladin and a female fell before they found us. I do not know the circumstances of there fates. But the others fell to a women named Helga. I believe she is your sister? She betrayed us. Letting us think that she was a prisoner of Strahds. She was a vampire same a Strahd. We must find help to kill the Vampire Strahd. Hopefully we can save our friends but I fear it is too late for them. But we must try. Bragar looks to Castran to see if he had left any information out.

"I heard tell sir, that your sister vanished within the castle whilst the group were captured by an enchanted painting. Once it had been destroyed the mission became locating Ireena but after several fell attacks by dark spirits of evil intent within the walls of this devil, they found and rescued my friends and I, caught and poisoned by giant spiders lairing in the giant belfry. says the unseen gnome.

When Bragar finishes his tale, Ismark sighs and shakes his head. "Helga is not my sister. My father told me about her, though. She used to live here in town with her mother and three sisters. Helga was always a bit of a wild child, he said, and this old town was far too dreary for her. She decided that unlife with a vampire would be more exciting than life here in town. The first night after after Strahd turned her, she came back and slaughtered her own family. According to Father, she sang while she did it."

He scowls in the general direction of Castran's voice. "Your caution is understandable, but quite impolite," he tells the invisible gnome.

He turns back to Bragar. "My sister's name is Ireena. Her fate may not be better than Helga's, if she disappeared from the protection of your companions. You speak of killing Strahd. How do you propose to do that, with just the two of you? Surely you must now understand how powerful he is."

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Status: Bragar: 27/42, Castran: 23/23
Effects: None

"We are in search of further adventurers to help us! Have any arrived in Barovia since we have been gone, that you have heard of? Have you suffered any further nightly attacks since Ireena left? We are set on destroying this monster, and rescuing your sister if she can be!" Castran replies.

"Interesting. And the fog seems to wall everyone within the town. But I wonder, if the great vampyr killed everyone, how would he survive. He needs the townsfolk. At least to some degree. And the vistani too perhaps, as purveyors of new blood!" ponders the gnomes voice

Bragar- Do you know if anyone has ever escaped the mist. We must find a way to leave this place.

"Only the gypsies are able to leave," says Ismark. "People say they have a potion that allows them to come and go as they please. If that's true, they keep it to themselves."

"No doubt Strahd practices careful management of his Barovian 'herd,'" Ismark tells the disembodied voice with a sigh.

Bragar- We need a couple of them potions. Castran are you able to help us obtain a couple of them?

"I am willing to try," he says

Bragar - Than let us go find our friends the gypsies.