Seeing the man armed and in a threatening pose, Lucien let go of Grace's reins and bowed to the man with hands wide open.
"Bonjour monsieur, I am Lucien Renier. And I'm wondering if your caravan was perhaps on it's way to the lands of Barovia. If you are then I would be interested in traveling with you. I have money if you want, or if you need a strong arm to help against threats to your Vardos, I am no incompetent with my blade and guns."
Reclaiming Grace's reins, he walked her forward hoping the man would be more amenable.
and yes Grace and my cart with my camping gear are coming with me
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The Red Condor shrieked at Sir Darvig in full wrath. Wings flapped storms of fire across the sky. "The Mage-God grows in power swifter than it appears to Paladine. This I know. A warning," Sargonnas told Darvigl, "for you to give to Paladine in your prayers."
“I will,” Darvig uttered.