A deep fog rolled over Barovia and wolves howled to the night sky. Castle Ravenloft sat silhouetted against the twilight sky and in his throne room Strahd Von Zarovich stared intently at the goblet of blood he held in his hand, Rahadin stood in the shadows a few feet away, awaiting his master's orders. Taking his eyes off his meal, the ancient vampire looks towards his main doors, and sits up slightly.
"How long has it been my old friend?" Strahd asks as he sips the blood of a poor Barovian.
"How long has what been, my lord?" The Dusk Elf asks in a low bow.
"How long has it been since they were brought here?" He clarifies.
"Almost fifty year my lord." Rahadin bows.
"Fifty years… Fifty years and they are still here, still alive, and still just as young as when they arrived." Strahd growls out.
"Indeed." Rahadin grunts.
Meanwhile miles away in the old fort of a Silver Dragon, a Human male walked atop the battlements of the keep of Argynvostholt, keeping watch for the night. In the halls bellow, revanents, dragonits and spiders roamed the halls acting as natural defences for the keep, while the watchmen's friends slept as peacefully as they could in this forsaken hellhole.
"Hadrick, you watch is almost up." A calm voice says from behind the man getting his attention.
"Monty, you are early." Hadrick says as he continued to look out over the Horizon.
"Yes… this damned land still curses me with nightmares." The Paladin of Pelor sighs as a light outline of his wings glow into existence.
"It has that effect on all of use Monty." Hadrick sighs as he grabs Sunrise letting the warm feeling flow through him. The two talk quietly amongst each other, sometimes jumping at the sound of a wolf's howl or the squawk of a raven. As they talk the spirit of a Godfry rises up from the floor and interrupts them.
"Kainwind, Paladin, the others have awaken." The ghost says before melding back into the floor. Monty looks over to the sky and notice the moon is low over the horizon.
"That is another night you have stayed awake. Day will break soon and you need your rest friend." Monty chides as he looks to Hadrick with concern.
"I will sleep later, first we need to plan our next move." The Human says with a sigh, rubbing his chin and trying to ignore the weight of his eyelids.
"You know as soon as Joylean sees you she will make you rest." Monty says with a half smile. Hardrick smirks at the quip and walks down the battlements where Ashley and Devin were sitting.
While Strahd sat in his throne brooding and the adventures were preparing to break their fast, three ethereal beings watched over Barovia.
"Barov, have we done the right thing?" The translucent form of Ravenovia asks with concern as she watches the adventures eat and talk.
"I am not sure my love, I'm not sure." Barov says in a heavy voice.
"We must have, that thing has to be stopped." The armored figure of Sergie says with a grim line on his face.
"But making them immortal really, how are we any better than the thing that changed our son?" Ravenovia asks in a heavy voice. The others solemnly nod before dissipating into nothing. The stage had been set, and now there was nothing left to do but let events unfold as they may.
AN
Hey this isn't Fire and Water….. Well yeah instead trying to do the writing equivalent of Sisaphist's punishment in Tartarus I wanted to be productive…. And start a new story… I'm not sorry.