Camp Bon Fire Rumors and Stories
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Snippets heard over the wash tubs of the Romani women and over mugs of ale at the heartfires late at night
…. no! she never came out of Jonni's tent! Not a soul saw her leave!......
.... Trask, didn't Jonni just eat two hours ago? Why's he taking two more bowls o' stew into his tent?.....
.... aye, he wouldn't let Jeni in to collect up his laundry the other day! He's gonna be smelling ripe enough soon! ......
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_For the past few days, Aelthas and his men have been seen wandering around camp, writing down who is in camp and who isn't from the known people.
After a few days, the men report back to Aelthas, a frown coming across his face as he wanders off to find the elders._
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Rumors tell of a permanent fixture by the pixie glenn at most hours of the day as well as a rather large bag of apples appearing on jeni's desk that seems to fill up the whole desk.
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The number of Legion patrols have been increased along the nars, specially after few Jyiid Merchants have been murdured by allegedly impostors with Romany clothes.
These patrols are lead by Major kull and a small contingent of Legion recruits and privates, the patrols serve the purpose of security and safe passage along the nars and training for the new recruits_________________________________________________________-
KULL (Half Orc Barbarian, Training Officer and Major in the Legion)
“To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of the women!”
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_An obviously irritated legion dwarf was seen walking into the camp and going off to speak to Jeni, yelling something about gypsy bandits in the pass killing Jiyyd citizens.
After a short talk in Jeni's tree, the dwarf was seen storming out of the camp and heading towards Jiyyd._
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Attached to some trees in the other camp, a couple of poster announce a
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_Cherry blushes occasionaly with her personal guards. Given her temperment, she often glad for the extra sense of safety Charlie and the chaperoning guards give her. Like anyone her age though, she occasionaly tries to igive her chaperones the slip to be alone with Aramuil. She often goes off in a huff too when the guards track her down anyway to go sulk by the fires.
OTherwise she still continues to train on her own in addittion to what is required of her as a Prismatic Dragon and maybe it's finally paying off as she can keep up with the rest without winding herself to early. She even finds her regular training with the warriors to be routine.
Cherry seems to have gotten a few of her fellow Prismatic Dragons to take her shield sledding and often can be seen racing some of them on the snowy slopes in the Nars not far fromteh Camp but always with a few warriors keeping watch. She might go sledding eve more often with the one other person she spends most ofh er time with besides her Grandma or Aramuil, Charlie._
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_Often an elf leaning heavily on a staff, and wrapped in a tattered cloak with the hood drawn low is seen watching Tala. Though he does not bother to speak to many people, every now and then he walks over during her sparring and is seen to check on her shoulder. Often enough he is seen giving a light prayer that seems to ease some of her pain, but seems unable or unwilling to fully heal the wound and weakness.
Oddly enough, it almost seems he prefers it that way. When one of the Romani ask him why he does not just heal it away entirely, his soft spoken response is simply…_
"But then… what would be learned?"
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stands with Raver's assistance pulling raver forward and slapping her on the back as she steps forward and past her
Two can play that game old lady. grins and rubs her smarting hand on her thigh
There are places he could hide in the hall. I think he is young though by elven standards.
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For his part, Aramuil seems quite mystified by the sudden attention as the entire camp seems to finally come to ther realization that he is courting Cherry. Though, at least for now, he seems to put up with it.
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easily sidesteps the feint, a foot sweeping out to land Tala on her arse
Careful old woman…. yer butt ain't so padded as it could handle landing on it many more time.
chortles and offers a hand to help her up
He'll wait on Miss Cherry, or he'll answer to nae only me…
glances to the sidelines where her Warriors keep watch
He'll be answerin' to the whole Camp.
would hate ta see him fall into the Ravine.
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Its not the age that bothers me. Its the way any children from such a union would be treated…As you and I both know first hand. If he's willing to treat her like royalty and wait till she's an adult...Maybe the patience of a elf will out.
Tala makes feint at Raver while she is distracted to see how fast her reflexes are
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Raver spars with Tala for short periods, helping her regain the strength she lost. She spares a glance for the dandy, stepping back to let Tala catch her breath… murmuring in her ear
What is it with these old men sniffing about Miss Cherry. Don't they know she's just a child?
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Tala has been seen using the combat training areas when they are not in use by the guards. A garish looking scar encircles her left shoulder it is red and raised. She seems to favor that shoulder as if it pains her, but is determined to regain strength in it. Pausing in her practice to wipe her face, she looks to the fires and seeing Aramuil she clucks her tongue
He doesn't know the Romani way. I will talk to him about propriety and ask where are the gifts for her family. He is a good lad, but thats no reason to let him off easy.
she grins almost ferally at those near her
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If the elven dandy is close to Cherry, he soon notices that at least 2 Warriors, armed to the teeth are close by as well. Always smiling, always polite, nevertheless, the charming Miss Cherry is well protected by her comrades-in-arms.
And by her bodyguard, the Purple haired Charlie.
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If the elven dandy is close to Cherry, he soon notices that at least 2 Warriors, armed to the teeth are close by as well. Always smiling, always polite, nevertheless, the charming Miss Cherry is well protected by her comrades-in-arms.
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According to some of the gypsies in the camp, a well-dressed elven mage called Aramuil Holimion has regularly been visiting Cherry at the camp; at all times of day and night. The more gossip-driven gypsies have been wagging their tongues with rumours of what he does, some saying he's an elven noble, others saying some sort of charlatan and still others hear he does some sort of work protecting Norwick. Whatever the case may be, it doesn't appear that the elf plans to stop visiting anytime soon.
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The messenger stood dumbstruck at the sight of the pretty lass. For a long moment he maintained a gawking expression as he watched her disappeared out of sight before regaining his senses, smoothing his hair and adjusting his collar.
"Da't be one hot little lass… Aye cannae wait for 'er to grow up!"
With that he disappears out of sight and returns to Norwick, with tales of pretty lass to be shared amongst the envious men of the town. Days later, there seems to be a surge of male visitors or suitors in the romani camp wanting to catch a sight of this silver haired lass.
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A pretty teenage girl with silver-white hair overhears the Norwick messanger at the Heart fires, as she struggles with the strings on a small lute. Her light blue eyes blaze with sudden anger as she rises and approaches the man:
"Her name is RAGNHILD, and that spear is tipped with the tooth of the great white dragon Sharn, ripped from his mouth by my father himself! My mother is typical of no one but -herself-, you Norwick simpleton, and if you want her help, you better not call her a toothpick weilder."
With a huff, Lycka turns on her heel, walking away with a posture every bit as proud as her mothers. Her long legs carry her quickly into the inner parts of the camp, where Ragnhild is busy burning the dinner boar to a crisp. Half a day later, a score of hobgoblins have a fatal encounter with the end of a wickedly sharp toothpick as the tall blonde runs south with an easy, wolflike step.
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_During Cherry's vigils, a few female Warriors are at a respectable distance, yet close enough to keep people away. The women simply nod to the other purple haired lass and continue to watch the area.
Aelthas occasionally comes up and speaks to the Warriors then wanders off shortly after._
