You are back beneath a blood moon and listening to Kursa Stradanya, the Legends of Aventris podcast.

Last time, the terrible final night of the blood Moon began, and the Ezran expedition fought

my four horsemen amidst the hundreds of corpses of slain wedding guests. The fight was brutal,

but in the end they managed to free all four souls of the slain knights that had first slain me

centuries ago. Following their redemption, they knighted our protagonist

and sent them off in a pursuit through the castle led by the treacherous Escher. Now, they

face the wrath of my brides atop a terrible artifact crafted by the wicked Babelais saga. Is this

a battle they can overcome? This episode is brought to you by our generous

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with the conclusion of Chapter 20, Lament of the Damned. And with Sergei and Escher in the lead,

you sprint up the ladder toward the opening of the bride's private chamber. You

hear bickering voices above and as you look up, you see the room aglow with red light as bloody

magic splashes down beside the steps and slowly coats the walls and begin to close over the entrance

to the room. All seven of you practically crash into the plush and lavishly decorated pleasure chamber.

Unable to get a full view of the room, your eyes are drawn immediately to the center. Before you

stands a massive gaudy palanquin adorned with skeletons and purple drapes. Embedded at the center

of this ornate structure is a cauldron of blood that pops and boils, spilling over as the blood coats and stains the floor before beginning to glow,

transforming into the magical barriers that have entombed Ravenloft.

Surrounding this bloody basin are Ludmilla, Valenta, and Anastrasia, their bodies gyrating, as with hands aglow, with power, they carve symbols into the air as of pulling the blood from the cauldron to fuel the magic.

Tethers of energy seem to connect from their chest to three red crystals embedded at the base of the cauldron, binding their life force to the pollen keen itself.

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