Axton, wandering hero & hedge knight
AC: 16 (18) | HP: 31 | CURRENT: 31 | HIT DIE: 3d10 | INSPIRATION: 0
Sanity: 11 (+0) | Passive Perception: 10 | Passive Insight: 10
Active Effects: Sword & Shield (AC 18)
Conditions: None.

Baelor listened carefully, and was mildly concerned that a vampire, a *true* vampire would be far out of his companions capability to handle in any sort of direct conflict. One cunning enough to have survived a century? The thought concerned him, and he felt a shudder run down his spine, as the short hairs along his neck stood on edge. He could only hope it was something far less dreadful, masquerading as this Strahd von Zarovich. "If our adversary is half as cunning as our host explains, he is fully aware that Indirovich has hired outsiders to return his daughter to him." He paused, surveying those at the table, "To travel at night, into an unknown region, with the intent to investigate and infiltrate a vampire's domain, rescue a mortal he has captured for unknown purpose, under the cover of night, in which the adversary is at his most potent, is surely a fool's errand."

He shrugged his shoulder, "A belly full of warm food, a good night's rest, would allow us to arrive without needlessly exposing ourselves to our adversary, this Strahd von Zarovich." Another pause, "However, I will abide by my companion's decision, what say the rest of you, a night in a bed, and start fresh after we break our fast, or a night sat astride a saddle, with a long march through a dark night?"