[ Old and experienced. Yes, that's true. Strahd has been around long enough that he's been able to sink his claws into every corner of Barovia, to rob the land of all of its magic and bounty and make it his own. The gems, for instance. He is the land.
But there have still been ways to get an edge on him. People they've recruited, ancient items they've found which still hold some sway over Strahd. Fern simply doesn't know if it will be enough, and now... will she ever get the chance to find out?
The fact that the dhampir relaxes slightly after she sheathes her weapon rather than immediately lunging is another point in his favor. Fern doesn't move any closer for now, though she realizes it's a strange thing to keep up a conversation in this unlit hallway. It suits her for now, though, and they seem to be in a corner dark and quiet enough that no one else has come over to investigate. ]
Which would you prefer I call you, then?
[ Was the name given out of kindness or malice? To honor him, or malign him? ]
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But there have still been ways to get an edge on him. People they've recruited, ancient items they've found which still hold some sway over Strahd. Fern simply doesn't know if it will be enough, and now... will she ever get the chance to find out?
The fact that the dhampir relaxes slightly after she sheathes her weapon rather than immediately lunging is another point in his favor. Fern doesn't move any closer for now, though she realizes it's a strange thing to keep up a conversation in this unlit hallway. It suits her for now, though, and they seem to be in a corner dark and quiet enough that no one else has come over to investigate. ]
Which would you prefer I call you, then?
[ Was the name given out of kindness or malice? To honor him, or malign him? ]