Stranger and stranger! What manner of place is this? Like no other place I have seen during my travels so far. After our shipwreck, we were enjoined by an old man to head towards the nearest town called Barovia, and we were warned not to stray close to the castle, and well put of that place we were! A ghastly castle on an imposing cliff, no thank you! My companions are strange to say the least, but friendly enough. Garrin son of D’kkin is a religious sort, and Adarath can be a bit too flamboyant for my taste. The paladin, Delordan – he is a true believer that one, not one to be trifled with I would imagine.
We set upon a house, and after knocking on the door, were greeted by two children – to our surprise, they turned out to be ghosts! We explored the house, fighting off foes as we went. almost being bested by a broom… A BROOM!
We shall see what awaits us down the road.