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  Solving the Ghoul Problem
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  I've been captured twice… infected twice... and somehow....by the Grace of Moradin himself, still able to tell the tale. The second time I was much worse off... it was like slippin further and further into a really bad, exhaustin' sickness... all the while gettin hungrier and hungrier. Rary, Mec, Tolin... they are lost. Dead. Whatever-the-fark inhabits their old bodies ain't nuthin to do with the folks we used to know. They kept tryin to get me to eat raw meat... it looked so good at the time! Finally, the craving was so terrible, the hunger so immense that I actually saw in Grag's calf what I thought was a feast. All I could do was think about sinkin me teeth into his flesh... spits Rary especially kept askin me how hungry I was... and if i wanted to eat. No doubt that eatin that raw meat has some kind of final power to push ya o'er the edge from our world into theirs...
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  Jiyyd Murders
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  [Message adressed to the attention of the Council of Jiyyd]
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  Damian Colten pledges his sword in defence of the town
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  A Watcher Watches
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  Eluriel scours the land around Jiyyd searching for sign of her friend in whatever form he may now be.
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  Undead
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  Over the course of the next few days dozens of people are brought to be cured. More often than not they aren't infected but are being brought in for 'odd behavior' A number of ghouled citizens are brought forth and fight the 'curing'. Once cured some seem happy, others melancholy with a wide range of in between. Reports of citizens trying to be brought in are heard, some cases the victim escapes over the wall or into the swamp.
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  Of Maps and dwarves
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  Dwin receives the message and asks around to see if anyone knows where Jerr is.
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  Report to the town guard
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  Damian Colten notes this event in his small notebook
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  A posting
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  Message to the Sisterhood
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  ((NP Reply sent in PM)
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  Word around Jiyyd
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  Strolling by, Bub gives Erugdish a funny look, thinking perhaps he himself isn't so hard to understand afterall… "'Ere orc, ya need proper speakin' lessons." Bub then approaches Master Dwin. Then with a conspiratorial glance to the others, softly inquires how much a pair of these gloves cost /w "Dey ain't gots ta be so fancy fer 'ol Bub, but I was wonderin' what kinda edge dey give inna fight, dat an' how much dey might cost an apprentice o' da Crafters".
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  A new face in Jiyyd.
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  Olivia, Druids, and Peltarch's arrest
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  All I want is to know what was going on. I'm not a big fan of Olivia's. We all know this. And I, for one, have no problem with the fact that members of my family were trying to make her pay for what she did. Nor do I have any sympathy for her situation, since, having experienced everything I have with her. I know that, if she had found me or any other circle members in a situation where they were unarmored and unarmed, she would've done the same. I don't care what her allegiances are now, but I haven't seen any proof that she deserves any consideration. She's just a horrible person. That said, it has been many years since I've seen her last. I don't know what might've transpired in those years, and I know that, for humans, much can change in a few years' time. So she might've changed. She also may still be the same wicked, horrible wretch that she was when she brutally attacked the glenn. In this situation, though…I would've preferred to find out how, if at all, she had changed since then. She may even have been repentant of her crimes against our circle's gods, for all I know. She shakes her head Sadly, none of those from my family who were involved have been willing to even discuss it with me. I can only go on my own feelings and what those outside the circle tell me. She then kneels down, and pulls tiggles close to her in a big, motherly huggle You seem to have some knowledge of her recent activities, dear. Maybe you could shed more light on the kind of person she was more recently?
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  * The Blacksmith Master Nails a note to the Guild Door *
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  @650b1a1d2b=sd_luv: Looks at the notice about legion colours not allowed in town shakes his head (( Hands Grag some glasses. Not town, in the smithy ))
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  What's with the dolls?
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  Holos actions
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  DON'T SHOOT
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  Kronk can be seen standing next to watcwoman Basha nodding Ayes tis better to be safers then sorries me thinks aswell…. especiallies when it comses to yer safetieses Bashas.... tries offering her a fine grin, but fails drool dripping, then takes his familiar healthy red/greenish color, as he so often do around beutiful ladies
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  Whisp attack
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  some drunk person in the bar who watched some of the situation through a crack in the door pipes up I don't think the old man ever requested your help, though.
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  Bags for Sale!
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  Kael sends a note asking if the price is not to steep, he is considering having his shield and helm delivered in one of them bags when they are finished. (I'd like to see one of them first though….. ))
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  Report on the last undead attack
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  The Nightmares Begin DM: PartyKiller The flicker of invisibility faded and once more crimson and black robes came into view among the hanging grape vines of the Sisterhood Hall's garden. Cike spun and lept at the shuffling fabric the the jingling of a bell ringing in his ears taunting him. Lilins grin turned to an surprise as she tried to dodge his advance the bell around her neck shaking vibrantly catching the evening rays. He finally caught her bringing her tumbling upon the the soft grass they both panting feverantly. The heavy scent of flowers blanketed them as the grass played across their skin. He sqeezed his prey tightly in his arms and stole a kiss. "Casting Invisibility is Cheating!" He cried without any force or seriousness to his complaint. Lilin just smiled wraping her arms around her love. "You had me cornered there for a bit," They continued their embrace among the scented flowers and the hanging grape vines bantering about the teasings they used on each other never really serious or losing the light of love in their eyes. "Didn't you enjoy the hunt?" She questioned a sly smile formed across her face. He grinned responting instantly, "The hunt was most difficult, but the prey I would not change for the world." He hugged her tight and kissed her passionatly. Aproaching footsteps and the rustle of robes brought them from their exchange and Cike looked up as Milla aproached. She smiled and greeted them, and quickly passed them by making her way to the kitchen her smile growing into a grin. As the door closed behind her Cike returned to Lilin pressing his lips softly against hers he professed his love to her his whisper breaking against her lips. They layed togeather in the garden letting the last bit of warmth of the days dieing rays wash over them, and sighed happily within each other's arms pushing aside the troubles of the previous day. Cike's heart fluttered as he prepared himself to ask his love to bed, but as his mouth opened there came a crash from behind as the door was flung open. Milla stood panting her armor ripe with the smell of rotting flesh. She cried out to the couple that Undead were attacking Jiyyd, Cike uttering a low growl. They quickly strapped on their armor and chased after as Milla led them. From the compound they could already smell the rotting flesh and decay that eminated from the east. In the distance the last rays of light fell upon those defending the gates. Cike whispered into his right hand asking Solais for his aid and watched as divine fire covered his silver sword. Lilin began her prayers to Bast covering herself and her Love in Protections then charged with he and Milla. The Undead flailed at the defenders Oreth already Suffering from wounds inflicted by a Profane undead stepped back as Cike charged with shield and flaming sword. Wave after wave of the foul stenched Undead came at the defenders followed by larger undead Orcs, Gnolls, and even Bugbears. Cike lost sight of his love as a fresh wave washed over him crashing against his shield some stopping to confront him. He lashed out crying at the top of his lungs for the Undead to rest, to fall. The demons of his past took hold of his mind once more as he was knocked to the ground dazed the Undead clawing at him and buffeting his armor. He was once again a child fighting for his life trying to escape the hoard of Undead Kin that struck out at him. He snapped back the screams of townsfolk fire and defenders ringing in his ears as a Profained Ogre filled is view, he cried out once more flailing his sword his very soul shuddering, the child within sobbing and screaming. His vision blured the smell so intense that it assaulted his eyes. Undead continued to surround him his blessings already diminished his wounds bleeding openly on the ground. His hand gripped feircely at his longsword his knuckles flashing white as he screamed again charging into yet another wave. Finally the waves ceased the defender batterd and bruised many clinging to life. Cike's eyes were glazed over as he searched the field for more undead. Finding none he collapsed by the Archers tower still gripping tight his sword and shield his whole body shaking. He bit deep into his lip as the memories flooded over him. The rage and torment of years of cowardice blinding him. Jerr stumbled in his temper high as he went about collecting what information could be had from the weary defenders. As Cike wresled with the Demons of his past, his love aproached slowly concern wrapped in her face as she saw the him overcome with grief. Oreth and Fadia joined her as she tried to bring Cike back to the present. Jerr suddenly rousted a group to follow him to the Sisterhood concern for the children had suddenly arose from the chaos of battle. Cike only heard the word Undead and lept up fulled by adrenaline and visions of the past he charged after. Swinging madly again he felled a stragling Undead as Jerr and others rushed to the Sisterhood halls, he left to attack an already felled Undead. Lilin cried out and pulled at his arm as Fadia held the other both crying for him to cease his blind fury. He blinked back the tears and started to mutter to himself listing off the names of his fallen Kin of his homelands. Only the sad mangled corpses of two dead children brought him back to Narfell, and he followed still dazed clutching at his sword and shield as if his life were bound to them. The moon illuminate his drawn and pale face as he followed the collection of defenders carry the bodies to Vorka to be raised. Within Lilin eased his death grip from his weapons as Fadia fetched the Diamonds needed. As Cike slowly composed himself the raised children clung to Fadia crying unceasingly as the Adults watched on in sadness. Cike watched the children and knew they would all share the same nightmares that night and ever after for a long time. He closed his eyes and they were there, he knew it was the same for them. He felt the comforting embrace of his love but as the children he knew it was of little help. Only the memories of the Undead flashed before his eyes their stench in his nostrails, their rotting touch creeping his flesh. Sleep would come easy, but that night the Nightmares Begin.
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  A Note Drafted to the Council and delivered by messenger
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  @28be894dec=Clan: @28be894dec=Salsadoom: @28be894dec=Clan: ((a Jiiyd Council Member may have shared this information with a fellow dwarf over ale and taters at the Whore…. IMO, if it is posted here, then it should be assumed it is public domain info, whatever its origin)) ((sorry thought the post title made it apparent it was sent to the council)) I certainly dont want to make a big deal about this, but we know what an IC rumor mill Narf is..it is not inconcievable to me that Dwin (a council member) would have seen this note and shared the contents (correctly or not) with a friend over some beers. Thats how gossip works! ((I have no problems if it is rumor mill, that is fine, just it isn't public domain, IE responses should be to the rumors, not to the actual letters. See the difference? And, being as it is gossip, I expect Dwin to write everything he is going to say as he isn't going to repeat the letters verbatim. You want gossip, you gossip.))