Rumors heard throughout Oscura.
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_A trio of women return from the depths of the Kuo Toa caves, bearing not only the expected bruises and cuts from such a trip, but also a tale of something decidedly more unusual.
Cradling a casket of some type of golden liquid as gently as if it were her own child, the tall blonde of the group speaks in wonderous tones of the beautiful winged creature that they helped set free from entrapment._
"To think it start vith juss simpel stubborn determination to move silli rocks aside for the old man, and end vith being granted the boon of an angel.. It be no drink for everiday, huh sister?"
The blonde grins widely at the large half-orc female in red beside her, the latter carefully sliding a small vial into a box while emitting her customary "uh-huh" in response. The blonde goes on as she hefts a heavy pack onto her back:
"Mare, this make for good song for you I bet, or tale to make chillren's eyes go round!"
The third woman, a slender and decidedly pretty red-head in tight blue leathers, nods and smiles, tucking her own boon away securely.
//kudos to Caoimh for introducing the element of the unexpected
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A man of foreign countenance, and obviously not blooded, has been seen conversing with Mulhorandi ex-slaves in their native tongue. He frequents the taverns and the slave markets in the docks as well.
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The commoners and guards have been speaking of current affairs within the city lately…
((Gotta love the rumor system added by the Devs :!: Talk to guards and commoners to hear the latest gossip within Oscura.))
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The becoming middle aged man can be seen sitting back in his usual chair at the coppers muttering about an addiction to Kura Turan cuisine. Indeed he seems to seldom leave that chair of late.
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Dondiah walks up to the man with the strange blue eyes, tucking some golden hair behind her pointed ear.
"Excuse me sir…do you know much about this region?"
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A man with eerie blue eyes watches the traffic pass seeming to make himself seen in case he's needed.
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A blond haired, golden skinned elf with a meloncholy expression can be seen exploring the region, it is quite obvious she has never been there before.
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Glunk has been seen wandering the streets of Oscura, trying to wear down a new pair of shiny leather boots.
Those who ask him about it get a shrug in reply, but he nonetheless continues doing so.
Every now and then he stamps his feet, grimaces a little, and continues on his walking.
Those with good eyesight might catch a glimpse of some fine material poking out of his backpack.
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A swirling gust of wind blows up and seems to cyclone a moment startling everyone there before a voice speaks out from the wind..
Greetings and salutations. Feel free to join the festivites celebrating the marriage of Parsley Tealeaf and Peppy Twiddlefingers this week ((Monday 10pm Eastern)) at the Sisterhood in Jiyyd.
almost immediately the wind dies down and quiets out, leaving people with a surprised and confused look to their face.
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Something seems to follow the man, eminating an 'evil' aura. Those with keen eyesight may notice the hazy outline of a man in platemail following the man. Every once in a while, the spectre rubs his bald pate.
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_From the depths of the Oscuran Undercity a seldom seen figure trudges out. The man, or what's left of him, has sunken features. His skin is pale, almost white. He walks with a hunch and poor posture; his head is completely bald. While typically obscured by a black and gray cloak, those that catch a glimpse of his face could swear that he wasn't more than 40 years of age.
The figure carries a large pack along with a handful of books, and walks with more strength than his crooked appearance lets on. He proceeds to the city's library, and instead of emerging with a new stack, as has been his routine for years, he steps out a short while later with his hands unburdened. Already more seen now by the denizens of the upper city than they have seen him in years, the man stops at the first merchant he happens across and drops the pack to the ground with a satisfying thud. The hunched figure then quickly pawns off most of the items in the bag. He forgoes haggling, and has little care of the price he receives. One item of note was a small, ornate lute that was in almost pristine condition, but it too was sold with little care for the price and certainly no regrets for the loss of the item. With his pack now substantially lighter he heads off to complete one final task, and delivers a single letter to a post courier.
The decrypted looking man then heads for the docks, and with nary a look behind him or a goodbye to anyone he boards a boat…and is perhaps never to be seen again._
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A hinnish Legion soldier was seen asking around Oscura. The name Grag was mentioned a few times raising a few eyebrows. The corporal and his recruit fled Oscura after getting in a fist fight with a homeless man.
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Glunk has been seen, making somewhat of a spectacle of himself at the well of souls in Oscura, kneeling before it in prayer.
He doesn't move from the spot for a week, praying constantly and fervently. Occassionally he pulls out a ritualistic dagger and slashes his skin, bleeding openly into the well.
As the week continues, he becomes weaker and weaker, and more delirious, until he eventually collapses from exhaustion.
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Glunk can be seen talking to members of the town guard, seemingly with something he feels is important to share.
_Dere's dese obelisk fings sprouting up outside, dere's one in da pass, one up near Peltarch, an' a few more down near Norwick an' Jiyyd from what I hears. Dey seem to be connected to da demonspawns dat been roaming round recently, dey showing up in da places where da demons been coming from. If yoo puts a dead body on dem, dey gets raised as Undead too. So it all fishy to me.
Keeps an eye out, an' if any gets found down heres, mebbe dey shoulds be investigated._
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In a few not so terribly dark corners of Oscura a few posters advertise:
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((If there's fees to be paid for the posters, please contact me, so I can pay them. Thanks
))
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Glunk can be seen moving around Oscura quite a bit. First to the tailors, then to a jewellers, then he heads into the undercity, not emerging for several hours.
When he comes out, there are whispers of a wedding, of building plans, and perhaps a new shop for Oscura.
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An usually cheerful, half-orc female, dressed in red and black is seen going in and out of the seamstress' shop several times a day, dress shopping. Inside, she is heard speaking with the proprietor about a special wedding gown. More often than not, she complains that the dress presented to her is not quite right.
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Someone recently mentioned an argument they got to overhear in town, between a blooded he called Mora and a group of three adventurers.
There were lots of questions, mainly from the single person, which were answered several times, mostly with annoyance. Insults flew as well, a fellow in brown and rust toned armor slinging them mostly, seeming annoyed to the point of wanting to strike their questioned.
The two men and the woman made one point clear, however.
The woman is a blooded, and thusly, they had the right to do what they did, and did not wish to be harassed.No blows were traded, but the fellow in the rust and brown looked ready to start it right then.
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A certain large half-orc, wearing blue and black armor has been seen spending a lot of time in the temple, worshipping at the neutral shrine. Those who approach him hear him calling out in Orcish to Garagos.
Seems he's looking for guidance.
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Peoples arond see one of the elven peacekeeper carriing a elf lady whit full blood on her… The peacekeeper enter in the Tower and we didn'T see them after..but.. the peacekeeper come out alone...
