Jiyyd Rumors
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Witnesses would have told her Mora casted all his magiks before the duel began, despite Star's disapproval. The odd common man would yell "That be the same as them mages blasting the warrior standing several' feets away with lightning before the judge say starts!"
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During one of Myrrha’s many forays into Jiyyd, she hears about the duel between “Moradim of Sheverash” and “Dietrick who is small but Fierce”. She is heard commenting regarding words that Moradim cheated by using magic.
“How do you cheat in a fight? Do the Hobgoblins cheat when they make you blind or weaker? Do the goblins cheat when they zap you? Do the Ettin Shaman cheat when they use their magic? Are we all to pronounce the enemy “Cheater!” as we lie there bleeding in the dirt because we held back?”
Myrrha scrunches her nose, “Someone gets me into a fight, and I’ll be damned if I hold anything back. Personally, I would think warriors would be insulted if their opponents didn't do their best, don’t you?”
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Mora of the Sheverash tribe and Dietrick of the militia guard were seen dueling in the legion's training grounds near the legion halls one night, with Star of the gypsy camp as judge. Word goes all around jiyyd that Mora had won by openly cheating by casting spells openly before the battle, and claiming superiority over Dietrick when the duel was over.
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Excited chatter recently came from near the Rats and Bats, as a group of adventurers appeared suddenly amidst the menhirs here. Allegedly carried there by the very wind. It is said their landing made the grass freeze from the cold breeze, but they seemed in generally good spirits. Their fire-haired leader swinging a whizzing sword about, and the halfling warrior happily swinging his hips to show off a shimmering belt.
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Posters go up all over town:
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((Friday the 22nd at 8 p.m. EST ))
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A hin has been spotted tending the Sisterhood building's crops. He is followed by a dozen kids, most of which are the same size as him, and lectures them on proper agriculture buisness, mainly tending crops. He has also been harvesting the veggies, tilling the soil and working on a new plot of ground. He has been asking around for "strawberry seeds" as well, occasionally dropping in 'Supply & Demand' and talking to the merchant. When other hins walk past, he pulls his hood up to hide his face and works harder.
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Word slowly seeps out about a violent and magically charged thunderstorm around Jiyyd, the likes of which have not been seen for quite some time. Undead warriors are mentioned in relation to this, and the name "Arvangel".
//none of the actual participants of the event seem to have posted anything about it, so here's a little something based on information picked up ig
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Rhistin's seen in Jiyyd inquiring who the owner is of Eduardo. Apparantly with the intention to use the mighty oxen to move something heavy.
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Rumors also spread of Elridith associating with the Dark Goddess, appearing in shadows and then looking for the 'hearts' of her friends. And before she disappeared by using invisibility in the middle of Jiyyd, she also mentioned sacrifice and how humans couldn't truly understand how important those are. Whether it is related to the dark enchantress, who might be intending to claim another important mage from the Spellweaver Keep or not, remains a mystery shrouded in dark shadows. Since little else is known or said about the matter.
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*The people of the farming community of Jiyyd are still chattering about the wonderful time had at Jiyyd' first ever Harvest Market.
Great numbers of people turned out, from far and wide, to sample the tasty produce, baked wares and the charming rural atmosphere of this little village.
Crafters from as far as as the Gypsy Camp sold their metal wares. Local produce, green beans, peppers, and huge watermelons were carted out of town in large baskets. A local merchant offering sharpening tools and other farming implementia reportedly did well.
Ginger and a very special guest chef represented the lovely Silver Valley with a magnificent barb-B-Q pit selling sour cabbage and sausages, and Grag's famous "chicken" dish.
Several of the legion's finest were seen helping out…notably General Grag, who repeatedly volunteered to be the target of a game of skill which involved targeting a bullseye which careened the General wildly into a lake when struck. This game seemed very popular with most everyone, and the General, the ladies of the Jiyyd Knitting Circle report, has never smelled cleaner.
A pig catching contest, and pie eating competition rounded out the day. Prizes...including a magic ring, were rewarded.
A merchant and his odd looking assistan,t reputedly from far off Damara, rode into Jiyyd to the oohs and awws of the children of the village, on a fancy wagon bearing tall letters of his many exploits. Many exotic looking potions were sold, with some watchers reporting a most entertaining performance, whilst some mumbles of "snake oil salesman" and "charlatan" were reported from people actually hailing from Damara.
A Blue robed Peltarchian, named Zyphlin, won the most contests, and was proclaimed the first ever Jiyyd Harvest Champion. He was presented with the beautiful green and brown enchanted Harvest Cloak, created lovingly by our local tailors, which he will have the honor to wear until the next Champion is proclaimed, at the next Market.
Reports of sitings of the scary, powerful and evil Dark Enchantress towards the end of the Market were confirmed by some eastern dwelling sharp eyed farmers, who watched from behind rocks and barns.
The Harvest Market seemed to end on a dark note, as reports of arguing and some sort of encounter in the eastern farmlands ensued.
Apparently no battle with the vile Enchantress to our east occured, as no mangled bodies were reported from Lady Vroka at the "Wonders".
The Jiyyd Harvest Market seems to have been a sprawling, busy success, with unexpected happenings and lots of excitement.
Rumor spreads that the considerable proceeds from the affair will be doled out amongst the less wealthy farming families of Jiyyd, in hopes of bettering production of crops to sell, improving the lot of all in the region.*
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For the last several weeks adventurers who go out into the Central Plains see the bodies of human scavangers dismantled in the most grusome ways possible…
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*Considerable hustle bustle around Jiyyd of late, as farmers are seen carting about wagon loads of apples, corn, wheat and pumpkins.
Seems the agriculturally minded are all looking forward to displaying their wares at the upcoming Jiyyd Harvest Market, to the point that some arguments break out about just who has the largest cucumbers.
A few brightly colored tents pop up near the lake, and some workmen are building a sort of open oven or cooking pit. A brand new, large green and brown flag on a brand new flagpole is raised above the lake, a green field with brown trim with a central silhouetted brown cow grazing.
All in all, it looks as if the hard working populace are eager for the upcoming Harvest Market, and the word on the street is that some manner of famed traveling merchant will make an appearance in the little town.
The little kids watch all the goings in with great anitcipation for what to them, is a grand event for this sleepy little community.*
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A large figure in blue and black armor has been seen roaming the battlegrounds near Jiyyd, seemingly looking for something. After a few hours of searching he raises his head, runs down a stream and ducks into a copse of trees.
Some loud shouting is heard, although not angry shouting, more like he's trying to get someone's attention.
"I wants to speaks to someone, I wants to trade wiv yoos. I comes in peace"
After a while once it is clear there is no immediate response forthcoming, he emerges with a solid set to his shoulders.
As he wanders back towards Jiyyd, he can be heard talking to himself.
"Mebbe they will reads my note and sends someone to see me? Hopes so."
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*Appearing sick and walking stiffly with a distinct limp, her armor badly gashed in many places, General Lyte is spotted speaking briefly to all the Jiyyd watchmen and women, after her return from the east with a small, tired, banged up party consisting of Juster, Theaon, and a young stranger.
Warnings to immediately report any signs of "shadow like" things are heard, along with the word "Darkthorn."*
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Rumors of dragons, the color pink, and a successful hunting trip blend together near the fire, all of which seem to be true, but when the story turns to pink dragons, many people are seen scratching their heads.
A pink dragon took a pink fellow to the top of a mountain?
Surely stranger things have happened… right?
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Word around the fire is that a group got their butts kicked by a shard of a thorn and a bunch of shadows. It seems unlikely that giant thorn bushes had anything to do with the matter, but then there's talk of a half orc that only lived through a brush with a deer because of passing adventurer's… so who knows.
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Maya is seen in front of the sisterhood, dressed in full battle garb. Her armor is polished, leathers cleaned, and hair washed to a shine. With her are the children of the Sisterhood
She doesn’t bow her head in prayer, but instead stares up into the sky, arms spread wide in supplication to Tempus…
…and sings.
Maya is no bard. Her voice is somewhat off key at times, and mistakes are occasionally made. But her voice rings strong across the long road, into Jiyyd, and on this cool crisp morning might make it to the valley.
The song, in Uthgardt, is the only one she knows of its kind. A ballad of two people in a village, who die to protect their only child, and who one days grows up to lead his people, and honor the sacrifice his parents made.
The ballad is long. Some of the children join in when they remember. A few, like Yana, remember the verses Maya taught and join her in chorus. Towards the end, as the refrain is repeated, more and more of the voices join.
Finally, when the ballad is over, each of the children lay one flower, one for each life he saved, onto the spot where Chet died. Each returns quietly into the Sisterhood.
Maya stares at the spot for a moment, her face contorted with mix of pride and loss, before she too goes inside.
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Corporal Jerrick has been seen about town doing a random sweep looking for tracks, and checking on the various guards at their posts, seeming slightly paranoid about something perhaps.
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Major kull visted the prisoneer
O< we gotcha nows yuu bugger !!
KULL (Half Orc Barbarian, Training Officer and Major in the Legion)
“Crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and hear the lamentation of the women!”
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On lookers see Theaon Thorn of the Troff Legion and Jiyyd Watch along with a new comer to the region drag a beaten half-orc towards the town jail. Theaon was heard muttering about how this half-orc lead orc attacks on Jiyyd in the past and that he needs to be punished for his crimes. Afterwards Theaon was seen speaking to Just'ene about a possible trial, those nearby may have heard the name "Ugluk" muttered.
