Restore the Village
"Prisoners of the Curse, I am Nymeria, guardian of the Endless Paths, tasked by gentle Selune to watch over these lands. I know you have questions. Let me be your guide, so the curse might be lifted."
As the party stands before Nymeria, her eye opens slowly, revealing the soft, ethereal glow. Her voice, barely louder than a whisper, fills the air with a mystic cadence, carrying the weight of ages past.
"The fate of this village and my own are intertwined, bound by the threads of ancient magic. Long ago, I denied Strahd entrance into the Endless Paths, to protect the people of this village from the encroaching darkness trapped within. But Strahd wrath is vile indeed, and with the Red Bride, bound me in this sorry state
Now, I am trapped in this form, bound by the same curse that grips Barovia. Only by breathing life back into these broken homes, by restoring this village to its former glory, can the spell that holds me be undone.
Each stone you lay, each roof you mend, each seed you plant, draws us closer to breaking the chains that bind me. The people who once lived here were a beacon of hope and light in a land of shadows. Rebuild their homes, revive their spirit, and together we shall lift the curse of Strahd.
When this village thrives once more, when laughter and light return to these streets, I shall be free. Will you undertake this task, to heal this land and release me from my eternal vigil?"
As the party stands before Nymeria, her eye opens slowly, revealing the soft, ethereal glow. Her voice, barely louder than a whisper, fills the air with a mystic cadence, carrying the weight of ages past.
"The fate of this village and my own are intertwined, bound by the threads of ancient magic. Long ago, I denied Strahd entrance into the Endless Paths, to protect the people of this village from the encroaching darkness trapped within. But Strahd wrath is vile indeed, and with the Red Bride, bound me in this sorry state
Now, I am trapped in this form, bound by the same curse that grips Barovia. Only by breathing life back into these broken homes, by restoring this village to its former glory, can the spell that holds me be undone.
Each stone you lay, each roof you mend, each seed you plant, draws us closer to breaking the chains that bind me. The people who once lived here were a beacon of hope and light in a land of shadows. Rebuild their homes, revive their spirit, and together we shall lift the curse of Strahd.
When this village thrives once more, when laughter and light return to these streets, I shall be free. Will you undertake this task, to heal this land and release me from my eternal vigil?"