3. ::New rumours heard in the Mermaid::

::New rumours heard in the Mermaid::


  • The so-called Holy Tree of Azuth to the west of the city has ceased glowing for the first time in three years.


  • _A lively and merry conversation could be overheard at the Mermaid recently, as smooth-talking lawyer Reynard Alessandro shared a bottle or wine or three with the two pretty sisters Asha and Lycka. Discussions of gentlemanly behavior and burping contests aside, the main topic at the table seemed to be the recent spectacular events regarding Senator Evendur Mildsilver and the apparitions at the commons. With wide, excited gestures and in a dramatic tone, the young bardic apprentice Lycka told the tale of the heroic rescue of the senator from the clutches of an evil mage, and how this most vile villain has now sworn vengeance on the city for foiling his plans!

    According to Lycka, it all started with yet another apparition at the commons, this time interrupted by a not so ghostly figure of a man who magically appeared and dispelled the vision. The man told the adventurers present to head to the city hall at once if they wanted to catch the person responsible for these apparitions. A ragtag crew headed off, prominent figures such as Magistrate D'Arneau, Cerulean Knight Serenity and flashy mage Ronan leading the pack. Once there, a room to room search eventually revealed none other than Evendur Mildsilver's surly clerk lying unconscious on the floor in one of the senate apartment rooms, a large mirror infront of him and magic filling the air.

    After investigation and deliberation, the group insisted on meeting with the elusive senator himself, though the now awakened clerk stalled and tried to protest. When the magistrate threatened a warrant, the grumpy man finally agreed, but once more his reluctance made the group suspicious. The dramatic revelation soon followed - the harmless looking clerk was in fact a powerful and sinister mage, who teleported away before the heroes could stop him!

    The group hurried to Mildsilver's apartment, there meeting his grandfather who explained that Evendur had been held captive by the wicked mage, but now was their chance to save him. Breaking down doors and bypassing wards and traps, they eventually found the senator encased in magic, immobile and unresponsive. With the combined efforts of Ronan, Shannon and Mildsilver the older, Evendur was pulled free of his magical prison and carried in a rush through the streets of Peltarch by Lycka and Reynard, to the holy tree of Azuth.

    The tree grew agitated as the group came closer, but Mildsilver carried his grandson towards the tree while lightning struck and thunder shook the earth. When the dust settled, an unconscious but alive senator was transported off to safety through magical means as both Mildsilver men disappeared into thin air. The evil villain arrived not long after, none too pleased at having his prisoner gone. He claimed to have created the apparitions to amuse himself and pass the time while waiting for his plans to come into fruition, but also to teach people lessons - not that they ever learnt, he added bitterly. Spouting terrible threats against the city, the mage then vanished once more.._

    //a rather detailed rumour, since the post-event talk actually took place in the Mermaid. Thanks to DM Paradox and all participants for a fun and interesting time 🙂


  • Due to the thinning guard numbers as a result of the night attacks, Guard General Marcus Ash has stepped up recruitment efforts immensely. While the other Guard Captains seem displeased with the demeanor of his choices - particularly Captain Fortescue - they are unable to argue the skills of the new recruits. Training sessions press long into the night.

    Additionally, Senator Torin Bravickus has publicly announced that his personal residence was broken into. His claims that he chased off the intruder are still widely disputed - or laughed at - amongst the members rumor mill, but one thing remains clear - his description of the intruder - a man attired in purple and gold regalia, bearing uncanny resemblance to a figure sighted in the docks, also rumored to be related to a number of murders.

    Finally, another uncharacteristic meeting occurred recently - between the flippant Senator Rath Ashald and Wavebreaker Captain Hardin. They were seen headed for the Three-legged Mule Pub. What was discussed between the two remains a matter of great speculation.


  • Nor Dolvak is seen heading south for Norwick with a small mercenary escort.


  • It would seem that newly appointed Guard General Marcus Ash's first order of business is to raid the Dolvak Extermination Services shop, warrant in hand. Nor is finds himself out on the street along with quite a few rats in cages while various other materials are carted off for what most can only surmise is confiscation. Either way, it seems the shop is now out of commission. What the warrant was for or who issued it remains unknown.


  • Rumour has it further murders have taken place recently, with several guards slain near the commons.

    //someone who actually was there for the event, please post! It's definitely something that should be known and talked about. ^^


  • Warning: Some rude words

    It seems a local bard or two are reviving a very old and rarely heard song. None of them claim to have written it, only to have found tattered copies amongst their gear. The tune is simple, catchy and well known from other tavern and ringside songs and chants.

    **Rando Rando!

    Rando Rando he's our man
    If he can't fack it up, no-one can!
    Diplomacy his special gift
    Where once was peace he'll make a rift
    Want someone pissed off? Call on him!
    He ruins accords at a whim!

    How bright and good he tries to look,
    Whilst greeting women with his left hook.
    How big and brave he truly is,
    When pounding on an unarmed Miss.
    Some teeth go flying? What the hell!
    He's sure the folk all think he's swell!

    So bright and shiney, yes, oh yes!
    But here's a truth you'll never guess
    (We hope that Norwick soon will, though,
    and tell that ass-hole where to go!)
    Although he tries to act so tough
    Our Rando is a powder puff!

    He tries to keep fear and respect
    but here's what I, in truth, suspect.
    Despite his bluff and macho ploy
    inside he's just a little boy.
    And whatever the whiney shit insists
    You can't fake true strength with your fists.

    We kind of hope he'll hear this song
    We hope that you've all sung along
    The more the merrier we say
    If it helps pissant bullies pay.
    So every-time that cock you pass
    Tell him "Shove that sword back up your ass!"**


  • Rumor has it that a letter demanding the cooperation of Norwick in retrieving, and not harboring, the treasonous fugitives of the state Rando and Chaevre was sent to the hamlet with threats of war for non-compliance. It is said it was immedietely hidden, the actual contents of it misrepresented. Word on the street is that those in command of the town are afraid that the townfolk would rise up and revolt if it seemed there was a possibility to cast out its leaders, while other rumors say that the folks to the south are afraid that their leaders may pull them into an unwinnable war. Other rumors state that Dwin has personally escaped to Peltarch in the nights and groveled at the feet of Senator Brynmore to spare his small village.


  • After days on end of heightened tensions within the city, things seem to have come to some sort of equilibrium. In the end, the city has not fallen under martial law, but Defenders are interspersed amongst the guard presence and it seems as if Kaster Lavindo has taken up double-duty as both Defender and Guard General for the time being. While this seems to make some citizens - mostly those in the upper-echelons of society, somewhat edgy - others seem quite at ease at the outcome. Still, a somber expression still lingers on the faces of most. The city's loss is hard to bear, in more ways than one.

  • ?

    Cray Vincint while a guest of the mermaid, is talking to a few different patrons, buying people drinks and handing out a flyer to those who would listen.

    The Narfell Times is a news publication comming to print soon and we want you.

    We are looking for investigative journalists. All reporters will begin freelance and paid up to 50gp per article. You need to have a good reputation and be motivated. We are also looking for a specialty reporter to cover "Arts, Leisure and Culture"

    We will host free classified adds as well. Buying, selling, renting, or help wanted. Well give you one line of free print, be sure to send your name and location.

    If any of the local business are intrested in advertising space we'll consider your entry and may publish your add for free in our first Issue.

    Have a gripe? Want your opinion heard? Then send the Editor a letter.

    Also write to us to receive your first issue of The Narfell Times for free.

    Send corrispondance: The Narfell Times, Warehouse #2, Docks District, Peltarch. ((PM))


  • The red headed bard was spotted in the docks singing songs and asking for old tales from the salty dogs in the docks. She seems in good health and if questioned on where she has been says that in Anderian's absence building of the set, painting it and making costumes has fallen to her.


  • A trio of high-spirited adventurers return from the foothills, talking excitedly about hordes of kobolds and even -treasure- found in one of the caves in the area. The intrepid group is said to consist of noted mage Ronan, alongside the pretty sisters Asha and Lycka. Soft singing and laughter fills the evening air as they sit by the campfire to celebrate their victory and divide the spoils.


  • Ocean arranges space for them, and immediately sets to work contacting people about adopting them. It is rare for the orphanage to have babies, and most adopting couple prefer them so she doesn't expect it to be long before there are 6 very happy families in the city.


  • Six babies were dropped off at Ms. Oceans Orphanage in the night. The usual witnesses who never seem to see anything continue their unbroken record. The best trackers claim that there were no people walking to or from the door in the night that the babies were dropped off.

    All boysl, all looking similar, human, happy and healthy, about 8 months old

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  • V

    Meanwhile Asha seems to have taken a keen interest in Gond's teachings. At least, she has taken to spend large amounts of time near the little shrine of Gond, reading the books Dentin offered her to read through. Her eyes still are red-rimmed, but her expression is getting more and more firm. Apparently she has made up her mind and set about to find something new to do.


  • In the snowclad commons of Peltarch, an impromptu street performance was recently held by a pretty, whitehaired bard and a tall, muscular man with several facial piercings. The man, though otherwise warrior-like in appearance, was dressed in the most awful and garish green and pink costume, while the bard sported a much more appealing pink and white creation as she stood on the benches to exclaim in a mournful and dramatic tone "The Tragic Lament of The Narsman in Green", alternatively named "The Woeful Fate of the Man without a Fashion Sense". Though the crowd was sparse on this cold and snowy day, the performance is reputed to have been quite enthusiastic.


  • Mid-day a woman easily recognized for her blazing red hair and fair skin was seen boarding a boat heading north. Joining her is a man recognized as her nephew Aelthas, his pink armor shining in the mid day sun, while just above knee level, a pint size woman, whose name speaks loudly for her character, Peppy, ran beside them. The only stranger seemed to be an older white haired elf with an intense solemn look. Weeks have passed and the ship they had left on seems to have made its way back to port, though the four passangers mentioned above did not seem to make it home with the ship.


  • Word spreads of a man called Setarim offering a large reward in gold for information about a sword or a gem called he Heart of Winter. Folks say he has gold enough to pay for reliable information.
    Where he can be found though is another matter


  • _A loud ringing noise was heard south of Peltarch, at the watchtower. Bright lights were seen, and then soon after, the shouts of men doing battle and the chantings of a caster. The battle did not last long, and no guards were killed..

    …after the event at the watchtower, a heavily enchanted handsome and white-haired mage walked quick paced toward town hall. He soon came out of town hall looking rather dissapointed and maybe a little concerned._

  • V

    Asha seems to scrape a living by hunting the animals east of Peltarch for food and selling that at the market. She's bought a couple of pots and keeps buying various spices apparently most curious about how they smell. When she feels watched, she sets her jaw extra firmly and goes about her business methodically, her eyes fixed on whatever task she's doing at the time. Despite her fierce statement she'd be better off, her eyes still bear the tell-tale traces of tears and crying, red-rimmed and swollen. But she now seems also willing to smile to people on rare occasions and cannot be caught actually crying in front of anyone.