2011-06-04, 10:43 AM (ISO 8601)
Re: Expedition to Castle Ravenloft (IC)
Antonio "Ancho" Peppers
When the wagon jerks to a stop, a short man awakes from the back. Clothed in black, a dull gray shimmer is noticed under his tunic every now and then as he throws his gear together.
"Great... Looks like another fine day in this hell. We better get going before the wolves are at our heels."
He throws his pack on, pulls his hood up against the fog, and begins to trudge in the direction of Barovia.
Last edited by Gorthok; 2011-06-04 at 10:51 PM.