You have all been called here, a compulsion you can neither deny, nor even begin to comprehend as to why. Drawn inexplicably through the misty fog that enshrouds the land, our travelers are beset upon by horrors untold. Traversing the countryside and forests, some were lucky to have had a companion or so to share the trail, whilst others miraculously managed the terrain on their own. We wept for those that did not make it on the journey, bitter tears long left dry…

Eventually, we are able to come together as a group, clinging to those around us for some semblance of comfort in this forsaken place. Starting out heading West on the Svalich Road, we will begin our adventure and see what fate has in store for us! Discovering the heart of the matter, and ending the curse brought upon by the greed, bloodlust, and betrayal of a singular man.

Or, man he once was. This is the story of The Count, Strahd von Zarovich, himself. The fully fleshed out version of his desecration of the land, and how he allowed himself to succumb to the evil that lingered in his heart, staining his very soul. The seduction of the Vestiges, and the torturous toying punishment of the Dark Powers… all of it here, just waiting for you to step into the mist.

“He is the Ancient, He is the Land”