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<span class="mu-s">Results</span>
Convince Strahd to divulge the whole story regarding Ireena & Tatyana: <span class="mu-s">11/18</span>
Flirt: <span class="mu-s">11/20</span>
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You look up at the portrait that Strahd referred to as Tatyana. You haven't failed to notice how fixated he is on it... it seems to evoke something in him, something that sure <span class="mu-i">looks</span> the way real emotion would look on a cursed immortal man. Yet Ireena did not know Strahd, and, in fact, was trying to flee his attempts to prey on her in the night in the village. Why does this woman look exactly like her? What is Strahd's history with her? And what was that tangent he went on, about the Dark Powers and souls in Barovia?
"My Lord," you say, "Before I am finished here, I am curious about your history with this woman, Tatyana. I suppose what I wish to ask is... do you love her? How did you meet her?" You need to find a way to ask about the resemblance to Ireena without pushing it. "When I asked if she and Ireena were one and the same," you continue, "you only said 'in a manner of speaking'. Is Tatyana... alive?"
Strahd seems to have lost interest in the paper bird you gave him. You guess it wouldn't make sense that he's not enamored by it, but still...
He looks at you after a moment and says, "I do love her, yes. But this is a story for another time. My personal affairs, while significant, do not define this castle, nor this Land. I have tried my best to make sure of that." His eyes grow distant as he seems to fall into deep thought, then he returns to reality after a brief pause. "So, the carriage, traveling cleric. What is your decision? Leave or stay?
The situation involving his attraction to Ireena is very unclear to you, and there are many unknowns. But one thing is for certain - he seems vulnerable here. Vulnerable, and perpetually alone, as you imagine an immortal would be. He clearly holds secrets, and getting closer to him wouldn't exactly make you less likely to learn them. Could this be a opportunity to gain the connection that will free you and your sister from the mists of Ravenloft when the time comes?
"This tour of Ravenloft has been... intoxicating, my Lord," you say. "The history of Ravenloft is rich. Of course, I must accept your offer to leave for Krezk. I can't hesitate any longer. But, if you don't mind me saying..." You move closer to him, his your eyes meeting his. He hesitates, his expression protraying something like a cautious bemusement, allowing you to move into his space. "I noticed your halls are so lonely," you say. "Not even a servant or visitant..."
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