[If asked, van Zieks will tell anyone that his werewolf costume, complete with face paint and fluffy ear headband and paws, was forced upon him by some fairy creature. It's not unheard of. It's even a common occurrence here, as he knows well. So that's that.
Ahem.
In general, he'll wander around the carnival, investigating the treats and games with mild interest but no apparent desire to actually take part, though uh, that ornate glass of wine he's carrying seems potentially... out of place? Very werewolf of you, van Zieks...]
⚔️ Ryokan
[Without the costume, van Zieks's perpetually grim exterior might have made one think he was part of the haunted decor. As it is, he definitely stands out as something of a goofier counterpart to the inn's sinister forces as he investigates, though he seems to be taking it as "seriously" as anything. He can easily be found being led by the woman with the lantern, his sharp gaze moving towards every creak of the floorboard or unsettling movement of the dolls.
Alternatively, as he is known as something of a Reaper, he'll take his proper place in the graveyard, viewing the ghosts and demons from afar. But it's only a matter of time before one of them turns to look and begins to rush towards him—and whoever is unfortunate enough to be in his company.]
⚔️ Labyrinth
[In the course of wandering the labyrinth simply for the sake of seeing what's supposed to be so appealing about it, van Zieks has found that his icy dreamotion is particularly easy to harness this time of year, at times leaving trails of frosty monsters in his wake, along with whatever rewards they happened to drop upon defeat. Feel free to pick up any toys or treats behind him, as he has no real interest in them; or, journey with him and make him your meat shield as you seek out doors and the goodies that may come from any old ladies within. Just... listen for the sounds of chainsaws, maybe. Hopefully when you glance back at him, he won't have just disappeared into the fog...]
Barok van Zieks | ota
[If asked, van Zieks will tell anyone that his werewolf costume, complete with face paint and fluffy ear headband and paws, was forced upon him by some fairy creature. It's not unheard of. It's even a common occurrence here, as he knows well. So that's that.
Ahem.
In general, he'll wander around the carnival, investigating the treats and games with mild interest but no apparent desire to actually take part, though uh, that ornate glass of wine he's carrying seems potentially... out of place? Very werewolf of you, van Zieks...]
⚔️ Ryokan
[Without the costume, van Zieks's perpetually grim exterior might have made one think he was part of the haunted decor. As it is, he definitely stands out as something of a goofier counterpart to the inn's sinister forces as he investigates, though he seems to be taking it as "seriously" as anything. He can easily be found being led by the woman with the lantern, his sharp gaze moving towards every creak of the floorboard or unsettling movement of the dolls.
Alternatively, as he is known as something of a Reaper, he'll take his proper place in the graveyard, viewing the ghosts and demons from afar. But it's only a matter of time before one of them turns to look and begins to rush towards him—and whoever is unfortunate enough to be in his company.]
⚔️ Labyrinth
[In the course of wandering the labyrinth simply for the sake of seeing what's supposed to be so appealing about it, van Zieks has found that his icy dreamotion is particularly easy to harness this time of year, at times leaving trails of frosty monsters in his wake, along with whatever rewards they happened to drop upon defeat. Feel free to pick up any toys or treats behind him, as he has no real interest in them; or, journey with him and make him your meat shield as you seek out doors and the goodies that may come from any old ladies within. Just... listen for the sounds of chainsaws, maybe. Hopefully when you glance back at him, he won't have just disappeared into the fog...]