Sunny Barovia

2/18/25 Day 42 –Morning …We stepped through and found ourselves inside Baba Lysaga’s hut… I pointed to the glow underneath the crib and told Oloch, “Ignore the crib. It’s not real.  We’ve got to get to whatever is making that glow.  Can you smash the floorboards?” Oloch looked at me like I just asked him if he’d like some ice cream. Oloch when he gets to smash something He then dropped to his knees and punched through the wood.  Then he started tearing up the flooring like a 5-year-old ripping open a Christmas gift. There, underneath the floorboards was a little alcove cradling a glowing gem.   The gem was held in place by vines and roots growing from the tree and the hut.   I tried to use mage hand to pull it out, but it was held firmly in place. “Oloch,” I said, “Can you pull that out?” “Are you kidding?  Of course!” At that point, the hut was flooded by the swarm of insects that had beset us down below.  What was more worrisome was ...

  2/10/25 Day 42 –Morning The hut looked as if it had been built on the stump of an enormous tree.   Roots stretched out and up like spider legs.   We stood 70 or so yards off contemplating what was before us.   We decided to send Laz out to scout the other side.   He disappeared into the swamp, and we waited. I took the time to ritually summon Woodhouse. After about 15 minutes, he came back and told us the door was open, but it was about 15 feet up.   Also, floating right in front of the steps to the door, there was an overturned skull.   Judging by its size, it must have belonged to a giant. Laz opined that perhaps it was some sort of elevator.   It could easily hold a person, and he didn’t see any steps, ladders or any other way to access the hut. We asked Arabelle if she could tell us anything about Baba Lysaga. She told us that she’s a servant of Strahd but is no longer welcome at the castle.   She is a magus of great power and...

 2/3/25 Day 42 –Morning As the wagons got closer, one of them bore the unmistakable flair of the Vistani.    The other two were more traditional looking wagons. Ireena, Wolfram and I went out to greet them.    Laz elected to stay hiding behind the door if this didn’t turn out to be a friendly visit. The wagons trundled closer and soon we saw Arrigal driving the lead.    He waved and I waved back.    He pulled the wagon up to the side of the house and began securing it.    He seemed mildly surprised to see us. Each of the other two wagons were being by a couple, none of whom seemed familiar to us.    They pulled their wagons up near the front of the winery. Wolfram, Lady Ireena and I walked over to Arrigal who said, “Greetings my friends! I did not expect to find you here.” “Nor did I expect to see you.    I was under the impression your people had left these lands,” I responded. “Oh, well, nearly so, nearly so. B...

1/27/25 Day 41 –Evening We trudged back to the winery as the day was beginning to fade.  Once inside, Dacso and Wolfram set about determining the best way to secure the building.  Laz went out scouting while Lady Ireena and I began putting together a meal. By the time dinner was ready, Oloch, Dacso and Wolfram had managed to secure or barricade most of the doors in case something came by in the night. As we ate, I asked Lady Ireena about the tattoo she had acquired as a result of the ceremony.  I call it a tattoo, but it was more detailed and realistic than any tattoo I had ever seen before.  She said she didn’t know much about it, or what it meant.  However, she had received a similar marking of a wolf on her forearm after the first Fane had been re-consecrated.  I didn’t realize that had occurred, but now it made sense why Baroness Wachter suddenly wanted to see everyone’s forearms. (See session 94). We started to discuss tomorrow’s plans, but a...