Jiyyd Rumors
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_Throughout the next few days, the knight known as Kara appears to have been remaining near to her home in the trees to both recover and work herself up into a frenzy of excercise and training. Most often, she is seen with a sword in hand, practicing combat moves with an expert precision
Other times, she is seen leading off a mount whilst she carries a lance against her shoulder, heading out towards the small jousting range set up within the nearby forest clearing behind her home.
Regardless of where around the small forest, her focus appears to be quite complete to those observing.
Why is another matter altogether._
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Benji rolls over, complaining in Gnomish about the singing
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On nights when the moon is full, ventures near the long road may hear the sound of female singing off in the trees. The singing is a combination of tongues, praising Eiliestraee. Some have seen Dondiah accompanied by Elith going by there on said nights.
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A large Half Orc that any common person to Jiyyd would know is Grag was seen limping to the infirmary and its been said he has been resting and in prayer with vroka for several days now.
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Private Calen was seen entering the Temple of Helm and shortly after there was heard constant singing and what seems to be prayer that went on for an entire day. Emerging from the temple, his smile was big and his eyes shining in the sunlight. He was last seen walking off to the west whistling a tune and in deep thought that caused a smile to show
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An unusual party trooped west through Jiyyd and headed into the Nars pass. Citizens of Jiyyd cleared the road as Reilash, Dietrick, Re'rith, Miea, Telli, and Ginger escorted a fiery wagon and two fiery steeds north to Peltarch. However, there are no rumours of the group passing through the gates of Peltarch.
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a herd of deer has been seen in the farmlands. Also white stags grazing in the grass and on some of the farms.
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loud clanging can be heard reverberating out of the thick stone walls of the Legion Hall's laboratory
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_Jiyyd patrols have continued to increase after a few snow goblin thieves were caught. Lady Just'ene was seen speaking with Private Calen, who has returned to his duties, about his return and the farmers losing chickens.
She commented on how Calen seems to be walking taller and more purposeful. He was heard to give the credit to the god Torm, the gods servant miss Celestria, and his own patron Helm. He then walked on through Jiyyd proper the Farmlands, and the Central plains on patrol._
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_There have been much traffic around Helm´s Temple in Jyyid the last couple of days, peoples in Jyyid have seen a squire of Helm called Eldoih Myrhindir visiting the Temple a lot.
He has also seen helping the guards of Jiyyd with patroling and scouting the lands around the great town._
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Benji mutters to himself after talking with Drudo
<g>Such sucker for the ladies.</g>
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Drudo the Innkeeper is seen drinking heavily and heard telling the bartender, that he saw the darndest thing. a familiar woman hitting a Legionaire he knows as Calen, who has been acting odd. He is not clear about the details that follow : {hic}then she picked him up and walked out or no{hic} no, he picked her up and walked out, no no{hic}no, they walked out together then Drudo's head fell on to his arm on the bar.
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Shortly Following a lone knight and horse, a large wolf, races across the fields outside of Jiyyd, leaping over anything in it's path with reckless abandon, as if hot on a trail.
If anyone manages to catch a close glimpse of him, they'll see that his chest has a blaze of reddish fur the color of a familiar druid's hair, and that would become apparent WHY if they watched the ladder a moment later, as the wolf threw itself at the ladder, and climbed up as a man in armor the color of rust, bark, and dried blood.
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_A lone knight still mounted upon a heavily barded warhorse is seen arriving on the outskirts of Jiyyd, headed for the treehouse that exists outside the walls of Jiyyd. Recognized as Kara, she appears to have been travelling for some time and also appears to be somewhat injured.
Once dismounted, she disappears within the tree-house._
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After a long ceremony involving a drunk ex-town official, a lovely blessing half-orc, and two attempted kidnappings of the bride by trolls, the newly wed Parsley and Peppy are seen heading back to the Valley, where they were seen packing things quickly and then holding hands disappearing from sight.
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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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A hin that is actually fairly small even to the halfling race, and easily a third the height of the hulking monster weeds the field beside the jolly green giant. The hin seems to be happy about his helper's enthusiasm.
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As travelers walk the long road, they occasionally hear a grunting and a snorting from somewhere off in the distance. A quick glance towards the Sisterhood and something can be seen lurking in the gardens. Something large. Something green. Something monstrous. Something…weeding the fields? It would appear the Sisterhood has a new field hand, and the frightening creature is often seen taking orders from a hin that's common to the place.
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The patrols with the bets also have another figure often about them as well.
A figure nearly six feet tall, with red hair or in some cases, if rumors are true between gossiping farmers and townfolk, red FUR.Usually second in line from Lyte on the patrols, the armored (When not furry) figure wears non-Legion colors made mostly of shades of brown, from a rusty color to that of dried blood, or the bark of a tree.
No word yet whether any of the bets involve HIM eating any of the recruits.
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General Lyte is seen around Jiyyd marching a group of bright and shiny new Recruits and Privates through the main stretch of the village in a now well repeated and time honored tradition. It's become a regular vignette around the otherwise often sleepy town, and a few aged farmers place bets about which recruit will be the first to get chewed up by a big wolf, which one will fall to a snow goblin and which cadet will survive to someday march at the head of a patrol themselves, in the years to come.
