We are gathering a party to enter the Svalish Woods of Barovia and combat a growing evil. The mists are closing in will you attend?&nbsp; You will be encountering Strahd from a new perspective, a modified version of Curse of Strahd originally created by Beth the Bard that genderbends the characters of the original material and avoids the questionable material about abuse of children, racism, and misogyny.&nbsp; The DM is a professional and has run thousands of hours of 5e games. He has experience with new players and wants to create a welcoming environment for all people. Diversity of players is a goal. We would like to play with femme, queer, BIPOC, and neurodivergent players. The DM is obsessed with vampires, perhaps owing to his own hemophobia, and Countess Strahd and her followers are going to be vibrant and vicious.&nbsp; We use a combination of Discord Voice or Video, DNDBeyond, Beyond20 a chromium app, and Roll20 to create a pretty nice interface for virtual play. The DM is well versed in Roll20 and has lots of tricks to get the most out of tokens and the vtt. The game will be held 6pm PST Hit us up here or in the game discussion. <a href="https://app.roll20.net/campaigns/details/15315020/she-is-the-ancient" rel="nofollow">https://app.roll20.net/campaigns/details/15315020/she-is-the-ancient</a> I am the Ancient. I am the Land. My beginnings are lost in darkness. I was a soldier, a conqueror of lands. I brought my army to this valley centuries ago, laying waste to the powers that be and claiming the land for my family. I had a younger brother named Sergei. I gave him all my love and dedication. I taught him how to be a warrior and how to continue the family traditions. Our motto “Blood Before All, Duty Before All” was the lesson I most emphasized.&nbsp; But, when Sergei came of age, his youthful eyes fell on a peasant girl. Her beauty bewitched him and they soon hoped to marry. Her name was Tatyana. My rage became a demon sitting on my chest each night. The audacity that he would forsake his family over something as pitiable as “love.” Was it even true love? How could it be? They barely knew each other.&nbsp; TIPS ARE USED TO FUND SENSORY FITNESS THERAPY FOR DM'S AUTISTIC CHILD