"MY ARMY SETTLED IN THE VALLEYof Barovia And Took Power Over The People In The Name Of A Just God, But

"MY ARMY SETTLED IN THE VALLEY of Barovia and took power over the people in the name of a just god, but with none of a god's grace or justice." -- Tome of Strahd

"Raven's Inquisition" is a Curse of Strahd prequel campaign I am currently playing in where we get to explore setting elements and character relations that otherwise could not have been explored in the canon module. The DM @emp-roar (me) is constructing the campaign as an adaptation of the "I, Strahd" novel, where Barovia has yet been established, Strahd is still human, and the players are all inquisitors overtaking the Tsolenka Valley under the von Zarovich crest and the banner of the Morninglord.

Hi all! It has been a while since I've been on the internet, but I have since graduated and pursuing a career in animation! I was gifted the I,Strahd book during the middle of the pandemic and had been itching to run a prequel campaign based on an adapted take of I, Strahd, exploring character relations and setting elements that made Barovia and ultimately, Strahd, the way it became.

Hope you like the Ravenloft cast who the party had met. (Unironically this looks like a dating sim.)

Additionally the breakdown of Sergei's Vestments can be found in my player's @tateringss arsenal.

Impera Brigade insignia credit goes to ChiRHOKin I adored the shape of his alternative Barovia flag.

Strahd Portrait belongs to WOTC and the overall design and style was heavily inspired by Thronebreaker a Witcher's Tale!

An Azalin Rex sketch (:

freaky bird thing with big weapon

Prompt: Strahd's reaction to Sergei and Tatyana going out on a nightly date, thanks to @terrified-spider. :)

[ An excerpt from one of many of Strahd's personal entries, stashed away in a hidden compartment he kept in his study: ]

.... The castle had been quiet with the two of them out and about, last night. No matter what I had said about bringing a bodyguard or two would dissuade them from the matter, my youngest brother's romantic fancy and the girl's purest love for him made it difficult for me to keep them here. "After all," he had said, "we are only going to the Tser Pool. What could go wrong?"

What could go wrong, indeed.

They were lucky I had sent one of my better scouts after them, to see that the love-struck fools wouldn't be beset by bandits or some unruly peasantry. I fooled myself into thinking it was for safety, but I knew the deepest, darkest parts of myself did not see it that way. Regardless, their secret escort did well-enough to keep them out of trouble. Oh, what I would have done if Tatyana had been harmed. That was a thought not too pleasant, even for myself. Such things are better left unsaid.

Disaster averted, the scout reported that little of interest happened that night. That, and it seemed to be rather uneventful on their part. While I am less than content with their continued... relationship, I am rather relieved that another Von Zarovich is not going to spawn from it.