Skuldja is in the best dream she has ever had. There's there's mini magic rainbow unicorns that laugh with her and says "Eat me!" And when she does it feels great.

Oh and her entire clan is here. And the swamp is decorated with all kinds of sparkly pinatas and when you hit them monkeys pop out and start dancing.

Speaking of dancing, her favorite song is playing.

Skuldja please freeform and add to this.

Skuldja basked in the euphoria. She ate many of the mini unicorns and laughed a great deal at the funny dancing monkeys. Barovia was just a bad dream this was reality now. She was back home. Noticing her favorite song was being played by her tribe, she started to dance filled with glee. She was even happier when Basho a huge hulking hunk of a black dragonborn came to dance with her. He was her clans greatest champion.

Basho: "I've been checking you out alot Skuldja Blackrazor. I want you to be MRS. BASHO. We will have a dozen eggs and their names will be Basho Junior, Skuldja Junior, and then we'll name them really cool names like Lando, Seti, Remei, and Zrakrud."

He does not say Brankx.

"Wow! I love you Basho. We can have as many as you want." They then went on to have a very large happy family. Then with Jetsormr, the ancient dragon that ruled over her tribe, her tribe and family started to take over all of Faerun. Basho and Skuldja were made king and queen of a southern region of the sword coast and were turned into dragons. For a while, Skuldja just enjoyed flying all around. Terrorizing some islands, to the west of the Sword Coast, was also a ton of fun for Skuldja in her new dragon form.

But right before the really really really cool awesome part, you wake up.

Barovia is a nightmare compared to your wonderful dream. Or maybe it was real, and Barovia is the dream. You just need more cupcakes.

Didn't she mention a windmill?