[IC] Into Barovia

[GM Marvel]

While you're talking, the man from the corner stand and walks over to your table.  He gives you the first smile you've seen since entering this village.  

"Greetings," the man says with the first welcoming smile you've seen since entering the villiage.  "My name is Ismark.  If you would allow me to join you at your table,  I will pay for all of your drinks so we might share stories and information..."  Ismark's a fairly handsome man in his late twenties or early thirties with wavy, prematurely greying hair that reaches his shoulders and dark eyes under a permanently furrowed brow. Dark shadows under his eyes and early wrinkles give him the look of a young man who was forced to grow up far too early. He is relatively tall, standing just short of 6 feet, and has a strong physique befitting a trained swordsman.  Like most Barovians, he favours dark colours, and typically wears a heavy coat over an elegant leather doublet for armour.