The Curse of Strahd

Day 4

The taste of defeat

I awoke today to find my dream had been correct. The very same book that the flying fanged creatures in my dream were crawling out of was beside my bedroll, and in it I found some interesting writing regarding some cantrips I had never tried before. I’ll be sure to give these a try next time we run into those pesky wolves.
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Our trip to Vallaki was slightly delayed by a chance encounter with an old woman carrying a cart. Valk insists she is a fiend though I am not entirely convinced; She tells me as a paladin she can sense these things so I am willing to follow her advice and investigate this further. However, that will have to wait as Thorne has just informed me of some monolithic stones she and Aloan have found and that is not an opportunity I will be passing up…not after what happened last Nightvale Community Temple Monolith Swap Meet…no more missed visions for me!
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I have made a great but terrible discovery! the stones were monuments to the seasons, each season being represented by a direction in a compass rose, and a city carved on its surface. The monuments were as follows:

West: A city with leaves, presumably representing the fall
North: A city with a sunburst, representing the summer( While I’ve never experienced summer or real sunlight myself, my companions tell me it is a pleasant experience)
East: A city with flowers representing spring
South: a Snowy city representing winter

Curiously, the autumn monument was desecrated by an offering to Ceithlin Of Crooked Teeth in the form of the pastries the old woman was selling back in Borovia… that and what appeared to be children’s teeth in the center of the monolith circle. Seeing this made Valk very upset, and she has decided to confront the old woman directly. I can’t say I agree with a violent altercation while we still have a passenger to take care of, I highly doubt she will listen to me or reason were I to interject.

Research Note: While I lack first hand experience with Ceithlin, and therefore can’t make any judgments as to the merit of using child sacrifices as a means of worship, I feel that the practice is unrefined and impractical to say the least. Perhaps this old woman can be reasoned with if we present her with a more practical and efficient sacrifice.

THAT HAG. HER FILTHY SISTERS AND THEIR PITIFUL EXCUSE FOR A GOD WILL LEARN THE FULL FURY OF GHAUNADAR IF IT IS THE LAST THING THAT I DO! (angry scrawled abyssal)
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Defeat… a hollow and meaningless notion I thought I wouldn’t experience when devoting my existence to the pursuit of knowledge… I was wrong.

Our rushed assault on the hag in the windmill ended in us leaving wounded and battered… I should have known there would be more of them…An old woman, sacrifices, a fiendish essence… these were all clues that SHOULD have led me to believe we would be confronting a coven of witches, but these past few days of wide eyed discovery have dulled my memory, what purpose does a life of study have if one does not call upon that knowledge when it is most needed? I must tend to my wounds as best as I can and look to my notes in search of some way to get revenge on those disgusting old women… after all, knowledge is power! And I know a lot.

Comments

Again, another fantastic read. I’m glad you’re doing these :)

Day 4
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