Camp Bon Fire Rumors and Stories



  • rumor goes though that a small group had came from the spider woods saying that they had killed duregar, frost gaints, bubears and some humans that seem to be working for the duregar in the hidden pass near the chain that leads to the rawlins



  • _Camp residents might have noted a particularily large group of adventurers heading down into the cold caves, lead by the well known priestess of Chauntea, Telli Thunden. Amidsts the disparate group, a smaller party of black and gold-attired men and women could be spotted, apparantly having been hired to assist in what is said to have been a recovery operation for a lost sword.

    The group emerged from the caves days later, sporting various bruises and frostbites and without the sword in question. Some might mention duergar, undead and ghostly spiders having put obstacles in their path, while others merely gripe about the endless walk through the icy corridors far below. The party soon breaks up, leaving only a dark-haired woman in black velvet at the heartfires, fast asleep against a treetrunk._



  • When Cherry is seen about Camp these troublesome days, she is hardly in true fighting form. She no longer has to waddle around, but she has one toddler girl and twin infant boys in toy. A handful fora mother even if the babies are elven..it does not make them make less of a stink and need less diapers changed, they often require less rest than their mother does, they make just as much noise when they cry their lungs out in the middle of the night, etc.

    The lavender haired woman is usually in some disheveled state an d is very grateful for any help her grandmother, Cera provides with babysitting. Cherry also makes liberal use of the spells, Mage Hand, Prestidigitation and Ghost Sound among a few to clean up tend to or just entertain her three children. Often remmmmarking how she wishes a spell would do this or that..like Tenser's Floating Baby Stroller or…Cherry's Diaper Change. Then again she comments being married to an archmage must have some side benefits. He should research some of these spells for her.
    Most of these comments are often muttered under her breath.


  • Legion

    Bards and common folks speak by the fires and inns of Ostertag the Coward! Rumor has it his strongest guard chalLenged Grag to a duel if won he would be granted passage. Once loosing Grag was invited inside osterdoggs fortress. Suddenly it is said grag was ambushed by 6 more of his strongest axe weilding fiends! "If grag can defeat 6 at once they must be weak! Look how old and fat grag is he can hardly move his feet!!" "His axe chopped them in two let us all join forces and defeat osterdogg too!"



  • _Aelthas and Lycka return from the Sisterhood, looking both weary and practically giddy with joy. The reason for such a mood is readily apparant from the small bundle in Lycka's arms: their newborn baby boy, proudly named Jonni Zoma Aelthasson, but most often called Jon or "little turd" for some reason.

    Grandmother Ragnhild seems about to burst with pride, eyes filled with tears every time she looks at the little pup, often stroking a hand over the few wispy strands of blonde hair on his head, or exclaiming in wonder how he has his great grandfather's deep blue eyes._


  • The Halfling Defence League

    After being struck by lightning twice in the hobgoblin caves while helping to clear them out Snitch has been saving to invest in a pair of rubber soled boots. Also there is a rumour that he once cross dressed as a woman of noble birth. Not long after this rumour started to spread a Thay wanted poster of a said noble woman appeared tacked to a tree, on close inspection it gives the impression that Snitch has a sister, or the rumour is true… either way Snitch just laughs and points out that the dress was a light blue.



  • Cherry Holimion, a rare sight these days, being busy as a mother. Lately when she is seen, not looking so well, and at least once she leaves a mess at the Heart Fires. Rumor tells of the lavender haired woman doing so more than once on her beloved husband's very fine garments, much to his delight. Not long after, she not seen without a canteen full of tea, when she is seen about..and her baby girl. She almost never seen without her infant.



  • _After what appears to be a successful trip into the hobgoblin caves to finish them, a large group of adventurers, bloody and beaten come from the city, apparently having found themselves on the hobgoblins home island on the Icelace.

    Several dead are brought in with them, one of them not being an adventurer that left with them, that one being pointed out as the mage who controlled the hobgoblins and is responsible for so many deaths.. the body was dumped at Jonni's feet at the heart fires by Aelthas before the group went to tend to their dead. Later that night, the mages body is burnt in the camp for all to watch, to see the end of the threat of the hobgoblins.

    Over the next few weeks, the remaining hobgoblins are exterminated throughout the pass by adventurers and Warriors alike wherever they are seen, it seems a time of peace is coming to the pass._


  • The Halfling Defence League

    Snitch has started to make a place for himself in the inner camp, located in a quiet alcove north of the gate. Currently he's added only himself, and can be found there when not being useful around the camp, Telling tales of past exploits or adventuring away from the camp.



  • A tear streaked Sarah finds her mother and babbles a story of woe. Tala growing very still and quite orders her daughter to Cera's tree and heads into the spider pass. Returning awhile later with the belongings of one traveler and at least one body she heads into Cera's tree. She leaves without her daughter looking furious. A short while later Sarah leaves the tree looking rattled.



  • _Lycka is thankful for both the tea and the cookies, carrying a small stash of both with her at all times. They seem to be working a treat too, the young bard practically glowing with health and vitality, happily humming as she goes about her normal tasks in the camp. Despite the now obvious, prettily rounded belly, Lycka keeps training and travelling frequently, though very rarely alone or after the sun has set behind the horizon.

    Ragnhild in her turn can be observed bringing home a wide variety of meat, mostly from large and potentially lethal animals, which she promptly cooks to a crisp and serves to her daughter, claiming:_

    "Have to eat strong animal for strong child. Now, finish your dire bear!"



  • Aramuil is often seen helping his wife in training or taking the baby off her hands for a while so she can train.



  • Tala leaves packages of ginger cookies with Ragnhild for Lycka. She promises that they help settle the stomach and further attests to the fact that they have seen her and others through theirs.



  • A gift of a special herbal tea to help soothe Lycka's nausea and other related problems is left often by Cherry at their tent. It being the same mixture Cherry herself almost went nowhere without a canteen full of it to drink for the last year or so.

    On a seemingly unrelated note, Cherry recently has also found a few free hours here and there to begin training again. Hours only free thanks to volunteer childcare from her grandmother, so the new mother may work on getting herself and her equipment back into adventuring shape….for a great many reasons.



  • Rumor has it raised voices were heard out side the pixie glenn followed by a woman running out of the camp leaving blood in her tracks.



  • Keen-eyed residents of the gypsy camp might have noticed that Lycka very rarely travels anywhere alone these days. Aelthas, Ragnhild and even some of her fellow warriors seem to keep a watchful eye on the young bard. Some attribute this to the rumours of a vampire threat, while other, more astute observers may take note of Lycka's new habit of being pale-faced and nauseus every morning and draw their own conclusions.



  • After a hastily dismissed Elder's meeting, one of the arms merchants is seen arguing with Jonathan in low tones though his hand gestures are bold and agressive. Anyone who walked within earshot would have heard

    ….. ye said the vote was a scare tactic! That it wouldn't pass!
    Wut the bloody hells are ye pulling here?



  • The lovely blond woman in sisterhood clothing ran into the camp looking half dead. Her companion, a man with a scared face, but a long time resident of the camp. They entered calling warning to the guard of drider and worse in the pass. They called out that the woman sentry near the pass was missing. Shortly after their arrival the duo standing or sitting near the fires with their weapons still at hand while they caught their breath a commotion rang out. An intruder was being attacked by the guards. The duo and the two to most recently run out of the woods a drow hunter and her companion elf a mage ran to help in the attack. At the end of the brief but bloody battle the corpse of the drow lay at Jonni's feet. The body was disposed of by the camps guard. the golden haired elf went to the tree to visit with Cera and the others dispersed.



  • Cera's granddaughter, Cherry, kinda waddles around these days. Too far along to really hide her condition, the growing bump of her belly is plain to see, no matter how bulky and flowing a robe she tries to wear. The lavender haired woman splits her time between her two homes of the Romani Camp and Norwick, out of the adventuring life for while. A canteen full of some herbal brew of her grandmother's is never far from her side.



  • _Ragnhild makes several visits to the roost, always careful not to weary the recovering skald. With each visit, she brings him something meant to make him smile, whether it's a fine gift like the last of the honeyed mead from her daughter's wedding, soft furs to ease his rest or a simple bouquet of wildflowers, spreading a summery fragrance around the roost. She asks few, if any questions, instead choosing to share little tales from her glacial homelands. Through far from an accomplished storyteller, there is a simple sincerity and warmth in Ragnhild's tales that perhaps manage to take Jerr's mind off other things for just that fleeting moment.

    Lycka also visits, often playing a little something on her lyre before leaving, teary-eyed._