A One-Round Ravenloft Tournament From the introduction: A slow, steady drizzle patters onto your hooded cloaks, stabbing your exposed faces like a thousand cold needles. You crack the reins, spurring your horses on to greater speed despite the mud covered road. The very air seems soaking wet, gathering into a grey mist that hovers over the ground, occasionally billowing into clouds on the roadside that swirl and writhe in a manner that makes them seem almost like living things. User summary: The scenario was distributed as two files: 21-page DOC scenario 18-page DOC pre-generated characters