Camp Bon Fire Rumors and Stories
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_People are talking about a fight in the tree near Shady's shop between Aelthas and the dwarf that spit in the Romani, Mira's face some time ago and was told to not come back.
Master Nefzen is heard saying he was asked to leave or be removed and he told Aelthas to remove him, so the Commander obliged and the Warriors were seen dragging his unconscious body to the pass were he was given time to heal and told to not come back again, this time with something more severe as punishment if he returns._
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_In all quietness, a familiar figure has returned to the camp. Tall, blonde and as barelegged as ever, the warrioress known as Ragnhild is once again spotted around the camp's heartfire on occasion. Her merry and energetic spirit seems strangely subdued though, and much of her time is spent in close vicinity of her daughter Lycka. Stepdaughter Asha also appears to stay close to her sister, who looks to bear the doting with some annoyance.
Lycka is not quite as recognizable as her mother. The thin and gangly girl that left for the Glaciers is now approaching her fifteenth year and beginning to grow into her looks in an eye-catching manner. Though not quite as tall or as strongly built as her mother, Lycka clearly has inherited much of Ragnhild's curvacious figure as well as her light blue eyes. Her hair is the same unusual silvery white colour as her father Zoma's. Lycka also shares Zoma's paler complexion and many of his facial features, leaving little doubt as to her heritage. Unlike both of her parents though, she is startlingly pretty.
Many of the camps inhabitants may recall Lycka as an athletic, lively child, always running, climbing, playing and singing. The young woman Lycka appears more frail somehow, her family often hovering anxiously nearby whenever she tries anything more strenuous. She often lingers near the Gypsy Warriors as they train, though oddly enough does not join in. Instead she sings, her clear, sweet voice trailing through the camp._
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*over heard near the heartfires
William: Are you going to make Steelfin Second Lieutenant?
Raver: Nae, want to see how he does with the fellas first. Squad Leader for now.
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Rumour has it that the wizard Ezachiel spent some time with Cherry, first chatting a bit near the fires, before heading towards the gnoll lands, returning some hours later, this time asking a man identified by some as William for directions to the Roost, where Cherry returned from some hours later, with Ezachiel staying up there for nearly a day.
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_Rumor has it that Jeni has been attacked again, by someone who was able to slip past the guards outside Cera's tree.
Some say it was only the warriors inside that prevented the attacker from reaching Jeni this time, and the body was later burned to ash outside the tree._
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whispers over the campfires speak of death threats of unknown origins..
_…...Seems Jenni has made an enemy.
.....who'd want to harm sweet Jenni?......
The Warriors said they were going to be guarding that tree until the culprit is caught!_
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A letter arrives for the camp in general from Corran and his wife Elder Lilin. It bears the joyful news that Lilin is expecting again, but goes on to say that they intend to stay in Suzail until the baby is born. It is clear from the letter that both they and their children are well and enjoying the peace and quiet of family life away from the chaos of war and adventure. There is no mention however anywhere in the letter of genevieve and her daughter Charlotte, who certainly have not been seen since the day Lilin and family headed off and are presumed to be there in Suzail with them.
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_Upon receiving the card and flowers, Celebring smiled a genuine smile, seeming to know exactly who it was from…
After offering the child a few gold coins for their trouble and sending them on their way, he retreats back inside to put the flowers in water, placing the card on the mantlepiece above his fireplace._
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A particularly distraught Elor stumbles into the camp one night. Badly wounded, he staggers towards the inner camp and straight to his tent, "locking himself in" for a full day and refusing to talk to anyone. Over the coming days he is usually haunting the less watched and occupied parts of the camp, his eyes a dull grey rather than their usual silvery blue, avoiding contact with any other campers. During the day, when the camp livens up, he is nowhere to be found. Whatever happened the night this apathy and silence began, it caused the half-elf a more severe wound than the mere physical.
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_In one early dawn, a Gali child is seen approaching Celebring in front of his doorsteps, handing him bouquet of flowers of different kinds and all are fresh from picking. The child explained that he was asked by a lady who speaks in strange verses, to deliver the flowers and a card to Celebring personally.
The flowers are identifiable as Black-Eyed Susan, Holly, Star of Bethlehem, Yarrow and Hydrangea.
The card simply consists of sentences that reads:_
Burdens be seen upon the shoulders of yours,
the kind that robs the smiles of one away we see.
Like life of the cheery sun,
dampened by the stormy clouds that blanket the heavens.Know that there be people who still care for you so,
despite they know little of the plight you may had sowed.Simple gestures of encouragement one can give,
in hopes that this act of modest kindness,
at the very least will strengthen your spirits for the time to come.Persevere and be courageous,
a reminder I offer to you.
For once the storm passes,
not only the warmth of the basking sun will you feel once again,
but also a rainbow one could view with joy and relief.By the bottom of the card, Celebring would notice small recognisable flowers pinned upon it in order: a pink rose, a Zinnia and a Geranium. There is no mentioning of whom the sender may be that may be the forgetfulness of the sender to write.
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_The pressures of the world beyond the camp seem to have taken some sort of toll on the Elven Wizard Celebring, yet he is very reluctant to share. His mood quite dark of late, the smile rarely touching his lips seeming forced, fake even…
Complaining of headaches, he seeks quiet solace within the inner camp among his close friends, hoping to find peace of mind, even if only for a little while._
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Out of nowhere, the (former) Banite Ezachiel has been spending all of his time in the camp, sitting under a tree reading (those who study him for a while would notice that the pages turn by themselves) or talking with those willing to talk with him. Even though he looks like he took a thorough beating, his heavily bandages hands don't seem to have exactly the right shape, and he's missing a large amount of his teeth, he appears to be in a decent mood, paying special interest to Cera and Cherry when he sees them. Maybe his presence here has something to do with the rumours of the beating he got from Melanie in Norwick?
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_Rumor has it that the elf named Hen ran into Will near the heartfires. Bleeding nearly to death, she got out that Celebring had fallen to Ettins before collapsing.
The guards say Will stopped only long enough to bandage her before dashing out of the camp.
Some days later, the guards say Will and Celebring both returned, looking a bit worse for wear but otherwise all right._
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Camp defenders just outside the Pass witnessed the cheerful meeting between Horbag and Rhistin. The two were seen heading to Peltarch, whilst chattering about tanning.
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Raver and her men have carried on as usual, sparring with Camina, giving their silent support.
The only comment over heard by Raver has been that people need to mind their own bloody business
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Scutum Hedges spends quiet days in meditation and seeking Camina for further sparring matches, claiming there is more to learn from losing than from winning. If any monks or hins elect to spend time in her company during these hours, they will hear her teach about "emptying one's cup" in order to learn new things.
If she sees Grak, she can't help but giggle.
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_On a visit to the camp during one of the city's quieter days, Dyani al Fehzim, a mage of Calimshan, finds amusement hearing both sides of the rumours of the assault on the Sharessan.
Despite being a neutral party and witnessing the entire event, she prefers to let the pot simmer for a while longer before commenting._
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"I could be wrong, but I don't think that beating the living daylights out of guests over a misunderstanding is the way to go. Seriously now, at least in Norwick they tell you they just don't like you.. before beating."
Elor also mumbles something about Sanctuary Valley, but who would understand that?
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Grak has complaining that he was attacked without any reason during the festival:
_"Oi, not Graks fault if some unfortunate wench is born as a lowly female. Besides no huuuumie nor those fancy pointy ears can deny the fact that beaten female moaned like female-Chesty Larue".
"Grak also noticed that this local militia is unable to uphold any law here. Hmph, that is not a suprise for Grak. Grak's crystal-like memory easily recalls the time, when all of these curs were busy running away from few puny hairy beasts who decided take over their settlement".
Hmph.. They also seem to have forgotten that thing huuuumies call "gratidute". Graks purse has not received a single coin from the help to clean this stinky town from them… Ungrateful and cheapskate-curs Grak says.._
saunters off the road which leads towards crossroads
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Seeing her best friend beaten to pulp outside the fighting area, a certain Wolf in orange and black leathers rushed to help the Sharessan priestess. Enfuriated, she stepped up to Camina, but merely met her cold dismissive gaze. With a seething "this is not the last of it", she walked off with her best friend.
