3. Camp Bon Fire Rumors and Stories

Camp Bon Fire Rumors and Stories


  • _The camp defenders out on the hill are missing for about a day after a well executed retreat from a sea of on coming hobbers pushes them back to the camp. Rumor has it, after this, a Vrock was spotted on the hill near the cave.

    A group of stalwart adventures later also tell of a more than likely related event, when blood rose from the soil in the pattern of a triangle, with the large pools at the points. In the pools appeared two corpses, one at each point, and a badly wounded Paladin, who recovered and is seen wandering the camp

    Lilin and the gaurds watch this Paladin of Tyr, Juliana, who claims to hail from the house of the triad warily._

    //Unknown DM, sorry.


  • _The red-headed, untidy female elf known as Sinu'selira seems to have found a new rhythm in her daily life.

    At nights she hunts relentlessly anything related to spiders, drow, Lolth or whatever stands as a convenient substitute target for them.

    Every time when the dawn breaks, she's seen amongst the pink armbanded warriors at the training grounds honing her skills in archery, swordplay and fighting in general to afternoon hours.

    After the taxing practice sessions, she usually eats lightly and leafs through a small leather book before entering a short reverie.

    As blunt as ever, Sinu rarely has a word with anyone except for the men and women she trains with and with many of the elves living in or visiting the camp.

    Air of frustration around her is considerable at evenings when she fervently tries to combine the little magic she knows with the black, barbed arrows she cherishes, failing each and every time. And every time after she fails, she enters the dark forests cursing coarsely in elven and with two arrows readied. Eight-legged bloodshed usually follows…_


  • A half dead cute half elven bard woman stumbles into the camp along side the man know as Arandor. Her leather armor in tatters, shield dented and mace covered in gore and the remnants of a hobgoblin. A short time later the elf Thorn stumbles in and is seen to be making apologies to the woman for passing out in the snow from blood loss. The tanner Arandor is seen to be stichting the womans armor while she plays a song for the gentlemen. The three bandy about talk about a tail of the chucker that was harder than steel.

    ((ty to LD, Thorn and Arandor))


  • _Dwin is seen handing over a large sack of coins to Raver, and afterwards having a polite conversation.

    After some friendly gestures, he bows and heads towards Cave Duj turning to bid Raver a 'good-bye.'_


  • …after the unfortunate events leading to the deaths of 4 Romani guards, Dwin enters the camp and seeks Raver and Lillin...


  • Rumour has it that mere hours after news of Raver's words spread, as soon as anyone would expect him to find out actually, Ezachiel approached the camp, unarmed, and turned himself in.


  • Raver looks at Lilin, then to Ael….. before turning and stalking out of the Camp, calling her men to her.

    Find the Banite….. bring 'im to me. If he resists, bring him back in parts.


  • _There is more bad blood between the [ex]-Banite Ezachiel and the camp. It seems that Ezachiel came to try and talk to an Elder about the camps un-hospitable attitude towards him, and when Gaurds moved to watch the interaction, he cursed and the Elder Lilin told him to leave.

    Not more than an a couple hours later an Altercation broke out in the pass over a ring Ezachiel had. The cowardly wizard hid behind the defense the gaurds made, causing the camp to lose four of their own.

    The gaurds chose not to return from the land of the dead, and a day of the dead festival is under planning to celebrate their lives and send them on to the afterlife._


  • _One rainy night, the camp suddenly is jolted from slumber by the sounds of battle. Gnolls and ogres seem to be mixing it up, with the camp caught between.

    In a vicious brawl, Uchi, Any Wogshurgh, Harmony, and Wren Halfabrick fight an ogre band out into the pass, culminating in a deadly game of hide and seek with an ogre magi.

    No lives are lost among these four, although it's reported that a gypsy guard was killed or badly wounded at some point in the fighting._


  • _Lilin eventually strays from her home and makes a single round, heading south and then being seen later in the day in the pass, leaving the the spider woods looking her normal self again. In all likelyhood, she heads to Norwick, to check on things there

    When she returns she begins a ritual of, settling down near the entrance to the Spider Woods, during the day, watching for hunters to enter the cat caves, shortly after one returns, she dissappears and returns almost a half hour later, with the corpses of fallen cats in tow, which she buries at the base of the cliffsides, After removing the claws.

    As she works, she seems to be working on several handy-crafts for whatever purpose to pass the time, and when her children or husband join her, they help her make holes in the claws and mounts them on a string.

    Often, near sunset She searches the camp for all sorts of different scraps of fabrics from the women near sunset and is seen working outside her tent in the firelight, working with surgical skill with a needle and thread to stitch the scraps on some dreadfully plain home-ecnomics project.

    She is heard asking the gaurds to watch for a one "Brand of Nathoud" or anyone of or from "Nathoud"_


  • Rhistin sighs: "Norwick will never be the same. I'm glad Star talked me into moving to the Gypsy camp in time." She walks to the inner camp and lingers in the newly found piece and quiet there.


  • Star just watches her go from the shadows <rom>"Oathbreaker"</rom>

  • S

    _A Gali known as Harmony,
    once often seen in company,
    with fellow Romani and Gali in harmony.

    But in one early dawn when birds yet to sing,
    seen she was taking her modest travelling sack,
    depart she did southwards to a town known as Norwick.
    Her oathe returned to the camp,
    a Gali she no longer is.

    Whispers amongst the Romani,
    whom may had enjoyed her company,
    spoke of Harmony with a new responsibility.
    One that Norwick had entrusted her,
    accept she did thus left she chose.

    The camp now be quieter it seems to be,
    For a presence missing and laughter also,
    one that brought a form of warmth once to the camp it did._


  • Rumour has it that the human wizard known as Ezachiel made a visit to the camp, though it is said that he didn't look like he really wanted to be there, more as if the people with him had taken him with them. However, not long after entering, without him having taken any hostile actions, the guards opened fire on him. Many of their arrows splintered as they touched him, but some did hurt him, and after around 2 dozen had been fired at him, it is said that he vanished from sight. One might wonder why a wizard of the power he is claimed to have did not retaliate.


  • _After taking a trip to Norwick, Lilin returns to camp looking somewhat dour, and slips into her home without her usual stops at the fires, and isn't seen for several days, though this is often times typical from her. When she is seen, she is gun-shy about straying to far from her home, though she seems happy, if not a little girthier, she asks any other problems are directed to the other Elders for now.

    Rumors circulate about what exactly is going on in the tent 😉_

    //I'll be back. I'm going to Float on the Buffalo River in Arkansas for a week. I'll see you all soon.


  • There's some talk amongst the guards of how a lady and two dwarves carried a bloodied dead winged gnoll out of the camp and south down the Nars.


  • Rumour in the Camp itself amongst the Gali and Rom is certainly highly unfavourable of the pale skinned mage in question. It seems his self-congratulation on his minor aid to the cursed has backfired again.


  • Rumour has it that the male human wizard some might know as Ezachiel was kicked out off the camp by a group of Gali. Even though he appeared willing to leave at first, the mood turned foul when one of them kept calling him Banite, which appeared to anger him greatly. In the end, even though violence appeared likely, the man left without any blows being struck. Some might remember him as the man who helped when a number of people were struck with a deadly curse, and who was even then kicked out off the camp.

  • S

    _Matters of the violence,
    that happened in the camp recently so,
    involved it did of three women it is,
    troubled one known as Harmony so greatly.

    For seems the matter had been handled,
    quietly amongst the elders it had been,
    announcement of their decision,
    never once shared with the Gali or Romani.
    Wonder she does,
    if a resolution is made at all,
    that may bring sense of comfort and security to all,
    that such matters will not happend again within the camp.

    Approached an elder she did,
    one known as Lilin she.
    Inquire and discuss much they did,
    in hopes understand is made.
    But discussion it ended,
    left Harmony in disappointed she is in.

    For the decision is made that is one,
    when the situation is not made clear and understood.
    Ask Lilin Harmony did,
    why make a decision when one is,
    still uncertain of what exactly occured.
    A shrug she merely did,
    an answer she give.

    An expression of disappointment Harmony wore,
    express openly she did as a Gali in words,
    the disatisfaction of the reasoning Lilin gave.

    The discussion is then ended,
    with Lilin seemingly to be in uncared manner,
    and Harmony with one that has lesser faith of the elders.

    For a proper resolution is not made of a serious matter at hand,
    how can she be assured that such matters,
    will not be repeated again in the future to come?
    How can she feel confident,
    of the future challenges that the elders face make in time to come?

    Walk along she does,
    a heavy sigh she gives.
    Responsibilities of an elder she feels,
    one must be properly taken up,
    or trust will be gone,
    between the elders and people who follow them she feels._

  • S

    _The recent sight all sees,
    upon the song giver she,
    different she be for the skin she wears.

    No longer she wears robes or gowns,
    one that reflects her modesty self.
    Now she wears an armor often so,
    ceremonial one it is with symbols it carries.

    Color it reflects,
    deep crimson, black and grey it shows.
    Symbols upon its emblem shows,
    a flaming bird with wings outstretched,
    with a red crystal amulet by its chest.
    One that looks eerily familiar so,
    to one that song giver wears upon her slender neck also.

    Expression of discomfort she often carry,
    for the weight of the armor used to it she is not.
    No longer a bamboo umbrella she carries in hand,
    only a bamboo pole of what be left of the tool it was.

    In the morning dawn where the dew is fresh,
    on the petals of the flowers it rests.
    Song giver she is often seen to be,
    perform in the ways of martial arts she does,
    with a combat dummy in the camp,
    as her sparring companion it becomes.
    Swinging the bamboo pole in hand of hers with grace,
    more like a dance than a means to refine,
    better ways for one to kill.

    One wonders why,
    the sudden change of song giver she,
    in the life she choose to abandon of once she walked upon.
    Now she seems like,
    courting the path of swords she be.

    Face of hers,
    smiles be rare now.
    What remains left on it,
    a weight of burden it shows,
    like one whose spirit be weary,
    of a responsibility it carries._