In the dead of night, as mists cloak the land, a traveler walks a country road.  Footsteps echo behind him, in pace with his beating heart.  Is it Death who follows?  The man turns, and so does the phantom.  A flash of fang, a bloodcurdling howl, red eyes fueled by a passion from beyond the grave.

The traveler discovers what others have learned before: all roads lead to Ravenloft.

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'Twixt kings and tyrants there's this difference known:
Kings seek their subjects' good, tyrants their own.
 — Robert Herrick, Kings and Tyrants

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Let's tell a tale, gang.

Uber-familiarity with Ravenloft is not required, but the heroes will be from Ravenloft (as opposed to generic heroes from elsewhere that the mists have dragged to the Demiplane of Dread).

I've been on an old school kick recently and would like to use AD&D 2nd edition for this tale.  Starting level will be low: 1st, 2nd, or 3rd level depending on party makeup.
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Let's tell a scary tale, gang.  Looking for 4-5 intrepid souls to band together against the forces of evil in the Demiplane of Dread.

System:. AD&D 2nd Edition

Posting Rate: 2-3 posts per week

Starting Level: 2nd - 4th

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The gaudily painted wagons had been circled and lanterns lit against the chill, night air.  Their wan light — feeble and flickering — barely pushed the dark back ... and did nothing to chase the damp from your bones.  Exotic smells wafted over from the cook fire.  The Vistani woman stood there adding dark and earthy spices to a strange dish that bubbled in her pot.  Her dark-eyed children — barefoot and filthy — played nearby.  Occasionally, they paused their inscrutable games and looked your way — sharing a laugh — snickering in their foreign, gypsy tongue.

You had already pressed a few saltpennies into the old crone's shriveled hands, and she had deftly shuffled the Tarokka deck.  She eyed you even now as she laid the cards out in a pattern between you on the makeshift table.  And even though her eyes were clouded and rheumy ... you could not shake the feeling that she was peering into your very soul.

You and yours are about to find out why the Mordentish always say 'No secret is safe from the Tarokka.'

We have three victims, I mean, intrepid souls who have expressed interest.

Looking for a few more.  Swing on by, see if this is something you can sink your fangs into.

In reply to Ski-Bird (msg # 4):

Interested in playing a cleric

This tale is still recruiting, gang.  Swing on by!

I might give it a shot, been a bit since I've touched 2e though.

Let's tell a spooky tale, gang.  'Tis the season and all that.

I would like to use D&D 3.5 as the ruleset for this one.  Looking for 3-4 intrepid souls starting at 2nd level.

The Want ads say Pathfinder, buy you're saying D&D 3.5.

Should fix the advertising to make sure you draw the correct players attention to it.

Good luck with campaign.

Good catch!  All fixed.

Still looking for a few more players.

First arc will be a bit of a haunted house tale.

I have set some of the campaign pages to 'group zero' so that folks can give them a read through.

Drop on by and see if this tale might be something you could <ahem> sink your teeth into.