::New rumours heard in the Mermaid::
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A fire haired beauty has been spotted about town lately, her calm manners and ready smile beguiling all the men of the city.
She speaks not of herself, but keeps those she speaks too enthralled by speaking of themselves.
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_Mayham at the bath house!
Rumour leaks out about a vicious killer penguin lurking in the bath house, attacking unwary bathers from below the surface. Many a frightened guest have reported seeing the beast, but inspite of a contingent of guards searching the place, no bird was found. Is it a magical monster, or are there secret passages below the bath house, leading to the Ice Lake? Speculation runs wild. So far there have been no casualties, though a dark-haired sailor lass complained quite vehemently to Selula about peck-marks on her person._
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_A scholarly looking gnome savant introducing himself as Professor Grubby Scud (the V), Magister In Excelsis Episto (2nd Class), has washed up on the shore and taken residence in the Jewel.
Claiming to be an accredited Spellweaver mage as part of their long-distance learning program, "the Professor" has taken on a room in the Mermaid. All loiterers in the pub below will find the queer little man eagre to discuss the publishing prospects in the city. After the first twenty minutes, the caught listener will also be enrapt with excitement at the apparent prospect of the first shipment of his "Metaphysical Guide to Matters Mischieful and Magicful" reaching the shores of the Icelace.
He has taken particular interest in the laws of the state, and has been chatting up various sage-pated locals in the Mermaid about local opinion regarding their usefulness and candour. In particular, the beetle browed fellow seems vexed by the crass simplicity of the present measures.
"Where's your lawyer?" he japes at a passing poor person. Oh the hillarity._
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Dentin is laughed at by those to whom he suggests there are no merchants on the Senate, others shrug, not quite getting his point, others point out to him that "we got who we voted for". Most people seem generally happy with the Senators they or their family supported, and express their reservations about one or two others they did not support, but few seem perturbed about there being some kind of representative problems. A few more travelled citizens are quick to point out to him the superiority of the Senate to the regional comparisons, such as the Damaran monarchy, the Rashemi "Iron fella" and their "odd witches" and "them cursed Thayans".
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_For some time now, Dentin has been spending more time in the city again, watching over the Chapel's construction, which slowly but steadily continues, training and teaching a small group of young men and delivering a wide variety of alchemical mixtures to the city's merchants and craftsmen.
When he does wander about the city, he takes time to speak with many of the common folk, dock workers, craftsmen and merchants, as well as a few Defenders he seems to have worked with in the past. Making no effort to keep the conversation topic secret, Dentin seems interested in people's thoughts on the Senate, though his own belief seems to be that the Senators represent the rich and powerful, rather than the different groups of citizens. After all, there are no merchants, craftsmen, sailors or any other members of the common folk on the Senate._
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A long time resident of Peltarch a lovely golden haired elf has been seen in the company of a grey haired handsome man. They seem to be dining together with some frequency in the festhall, mermaid or occasionally other establishments.
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A familiar face can be seen chatting with Herald Thril for a time, then exiting the City Hall with a scroll which one could only imagine to be new citizenship papers. The symbol of Torm trails behind the man on a cloak.
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Thril can be heard all the way from the Magistrates office, screaming about injustice and how he is afraid for his life.
He rants on about the ranger William Morrison being released too soon (even though if any of the guards are asked, they'll tell you that William's fine was paid in full.), and demands protection as a City Official.
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Of course, that's merely one side of the story. Others, particularly guards and what-not who were asked about the event said that Herald Thril was simply doing his job. When the party guests didn't like what the beauracrat was saying, they threatened to kill him. In fact, according to some, there are arrest warrants out for the party guests; depending on who you ask, the warrants range from a handful of individuals to the entire wedding party! Whatever the case may be, many of the calmer (and usually older) individuals write the whole thing off as a conflict between the Peltarch laws (which can be a bit…archaic) and southern wildness.
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Rumor has it that a mob nearly broke out during Senria and Alexi's wedding due to a certain Peltarch Herald and his incompetence. Threats and angry words were exchanged as the bride was so infuriated that she was screaming and shaking. A good number of people say that the Herald was very lucky to escape with his life… Many disconcerting notes have arrived at the Magistrate of Peltarch's door by way of Badger post, expressing outrage at the Herald's incompetence...After being completely ruined, the ceremony was then moved to the Keep by Norwick, where a wonderful time was had by all, and a beautiful ceremony conducted in the Druid fashion by Fadia. The two newlyweds then retired to the honeymoon suite....
(Thanks to Yith for an outrageous event!!!)
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Rumor begins to circulate that after a recent visit to Norwick Zyphlin has been found laughing, proclaiming that Norwick may wish to pay Spellweaver to examine the majority of their government for it seems the spell "Polymorph: Child" has been cast on each of them. If such a spell exists remains up in the air in different rumors.
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A group of robed mages and Cerulean Knights walked in through the south gate, packs bulging with weapons and armor that some might recognize as hobgoblin craftsmanship, and in an all around satisfied mood. They sat around talking in the commons for a short time before slowly dispersing.
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A new and vicious trend keeps cropping up in bars with little memory among the drunken sailors as to who started it. Many arguments have been ending with the phrase, "Soon as I get 'n bed wif a sen'tor I'ma beat yer snott nose in if'n it only give me un hund'ed hours."
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_The Peltarch navy recently sank a ship close to the Ice Lake beach. Rumours slowly spread about Damaran pirates and a plot to bring harm to the city, thwarted by a group of adventurers led by Cerulean Knight Kenton Seth. Investigation into the matter seems in progress, and no further word has seeped out as of yet. Some gossip-mongerers mention a strange and seemingly very heavy box or tome carried off by the Knight after the group's safe return to Peltarch.
Meanwhile, on a quite unrelated note, it would seem certain elements in the docks are less than overjoyed at stories of Torm and lectures about the gods. A sailor lass sporting black and gold colours snickers to her crew mates, speculating about the "specific reasons" for an Ashald to part with his gold so unselfishly._
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When it comes to the orphans of the city Ocean watches the supposedly beautiful woman with a raptor gaze and at any sign of her doing more than giving out fruit she moves to interrupt and send the children back into their home whilst she has a word.
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When Shannon interjects, Yolande politely lets him have his say without interruption. Then Yolande responds, looking up from the bench in the commons.
It was the guard that made the judgment and passed sentence, not the dear Senator. The Senator merely paid the fine, thus mitigating some of the punishment that was meted out. The Senator can do what he wishes, and I am sure the young paladin was relieved when the law was bent to her favor.
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Merchants and craftsmen throughout the docks speak of a gorgeous woman helping the poor by giving them divine blessings and fresh bandages.
Many of the bakers seen this morning say it’s just some newly arrived priest.
Most of the usually drunk sailors are certain this was not some common lass since this one carried a huge sword on her back.
Four women helping some cobblers agree about that the woman was not some common priest. Her boots were special and very pretty. But they did like her lecture about the gods of the Triad and the not so worthy gods as this woman supposedly referred to.
According to an old known female tailor many orphans seemed to be overjoyed after being given some apples and an exciting story about Torm.
A dwarf speak of some Angel, but that’s not unusual for dwarves after drinking some ale.
The harbormaster “knows” that this woman assisting the common people is one of the paladins from the order of the Divine Shield.
The fact remains that few can tell if this is true or just some of the widespread rumors of Peltarch.
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A gnome mage tried to blow up one of the buildings near the commons, failed, and was chased out the gates, around the walls, into the civic district and into the temple of Tyr by a just about every guard on watch, and the
Gondar Dentin. Apparantly the gnome was finally slain in the temple, and his body left to the care of priestess Daisy. Many agree that the gnome wore the same markings as the Urdlen worshippers terrorising the region lately.
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After hearing what seems to be more than just Yolande's "complaint" about lack of trial, Shannon interjects.
While it is very clear in Peltarch law that any "Statute 1" Infraction - with the exception of 1.14 and 1.15 - must be taken to trial… what the law is not clear about is that extent of a Senator's power in any given situation. Though it seems that the punishment here fits with previous legal precident, perhaps all parties concerned with this great "injustice" should take their misgivings and discuss them with Senator Ashald. After his service to the city Guard, one would think he would be quite aware of proper legal proceedings and therefore had a specific reason to bypass the normal procedures.
