A Strahd Tail

From one of the dark turns of the forest path the shape of a cart emerged. Hoskgak glanced at it and quickly looked at Serenity and Destiny. There was something familiar about the pace and silhouette of that cart. More pies? One of those monsters the party left behind at the windmill? They all prepared for battle, but as the figure came closer their muscles started to relax. Whoever was driving that cart wasn't as menacing as the hags selling child pies. Her hair was muddy, the cart was made of wood that was probably chopped centuries ago, yet it still managed to hold together. What strike the half-orc the most was her teeth. A kind of nasty green colour shapes inside of an unpleasant to looking mouth. Those teeth seemed made of algae from the swamps. Hoskgak looked to the side of the road, unable to hold that vision any longer.  With suspicion, Serenity started a conversation about the weather and her items. Probably she could have started with the items, but for some reason peopl...

I am the Ancient. I am the Land. My beginnings are lost in the darkness of the past. I was the warrior, I was good and just. I thundered across the land like the wrath of a just god, but the war years and the killing years wore down my soul as the wind wears stone into sand. All goodness slipped from my life. I found my youth and strength gone, and all I had left was death. My army settled in the valley, renamed for my father as we took power over the people in the name of a just god, but with none of a god’s grace or justice. I called for my family, long unseated from their ancient thrones, and brought them here to settle in the castle father and I built for them. Ravenloft.   - War & Peace, Tome of Strahd It is uncertain why Strahd invited our band of heroes to his home, Ravenloft, the imposing castle overlooked all of Barovia. What was certain was that they had no choice - for Ireena, their companion, had been taken there and Destiny received strange visions from her tail b...