[IC] Into Barovia

[GM Marvel]

[Sorry for the delay...]

You prepare the table to be moved by removing the legs so you don't stumble if they catch on the ground.  The four of you each pick a different corner and after someone calls out, "3... 2...1..." Everyone lifts up the table to waist height.  It takes a little maneuvering to tilt the wide table on an angle just enough to squeeze through the door without spilling the corpse off the table.

Once outside, you see the fog is still as thick and chilly as ever and the sun is already setting.  While the four of you begin carrying the body toward the church, Aly, Ismark and Ireena (who has now changed into armor and weapons) take the horses by the reigns and follow closely behind.  Barovia is not a large Village so you make good speed, even through the thick cold fog, but you still have this sense of dread as if time were running out.  Like the setting sun was trying to race you to setting before you could reach the church.  

Atop a slight rise, against the very roots of the castle's pillar stone, stands a gray, sagging edifice of stone and wood. This church has weathered the assaults of evil for centuries on end and is worn and weary. The bell tower hangs to one side, its sweet tone long silenced. Flickering light shines through holes burned through the roof shingles. The rafters strain feebly against their load.