Whispers at the Fire
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_Once inside the Great Hall, Lucid finds Dwin going through the old offices of Aelhaern, the long since retired (and missing) Scout Leader.
A large trashbin sits outside in the hall and is rapidly filling with all manners of elf-debris._
"Seems to me the lad was runnin' a brothel outta this damn office! It'll make a nice new conference room once we clear this elf-clutter out."
Dwin peers at Lucid as he enters the room, while hastily ripping an old painting off the wall.
"That you, Lucid? Fark! I aint seen nor heard from ya in ages! I can see all that sunlight in Oscura is doin' wonders fer yer skin!"
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The pale elf Lucidious arrives in norwick late one evening on foot, draped in deep purple robes trimmed in silver. Despite the late hour, the greathall redcloaks allow him entry after a brief word…
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::Atop the eastern hill overlooking the town silhouetted against the rays of the dawn, Mariston speaks with a dwarf bearing a Peltarchian coat of arms and a man in a bright yellow robe. Several days later the yellow robed man watches as a group of dwarves arrive with carts of cut stone and begin to build…. it would seem something is a foot::
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Half-orc stranger have been spending lots of coins to the ale in the Grapevine for last few days. He can also often be heard cursing some leathery winged creature that should have brought him some map, but for some reason never appeared.
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Strange rumor about intelligent, yet always hungry creature is heard stalking in the pass. Creature prefers to take form of great oak and station itself near the road. When unexpecting traveller goes by, tree either charms its vitchims or just devours people whole into its great gabing maw! Only blades made of copper have any effect for this cunning creature.
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Rumor has it that during the recent attack, an enormous monstrosity attacked the south gates. Surprisingly, there were not many casualties, save the dwarves holding the frontline against this terrifying fiend. Namely, the Redcloak militia dwarf known as Stubs fought valiantly against the beast, holding it off long enough for the arrows of the many archers to bring the beast down, only succumbing to its crushing blows as the beast fell down on top of him. After being revived, he seemed to be very angry about something, storming off to the north after issuing orders for the redcloaks to begin repairing the southern gate.
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It seems there was some hinnish commotion at Fight Night this month… with words and accusations thrown around, emotions running high, and heartbreak for three different hin.
One of them, a red haired lass, was last seen heading into the wilderness, a determined and sad look on her face.
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A group of adventurers gathered at Spellweaver Keep, including local celebrities Z and Aramuil, suddenly, they burst from the gates on brilliant white steeds; the steeds so fast that they and their riders seemed to be a blur. They sped off to the north at blinding speed, giving the locals plenty to chat about for days, a few days later they both seemed to be back though nobody saw them come back.
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Stubs takes a group of Redcloaks to the east near the farmlands, guarding the walls. The estranged dwarf also brings out several shovels and long thick branches. Close to the wall, a shallow trench is dug, taking the branches and shaping them down into veritable spears, putting them down into the trench before covering the top portion with sod, leaves, twigs, etc. making for an effective pit trap. He then sets about vigilantly patrolling the eastern wall with Timmot, Davos, and a few others throughout the next few weeks.
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Rumors spread of an odd sight. Apparently in the middle of the night one evening a halfer in blue armor led by an elf in green was seen dragging a massive log from the north gate to Spellweaver Keep.
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- A group of adeventurers of Wog, Linn, Aelthas, Raul, Raman, Elena, Theaon return to Norwick after heaidng to the crypts, they come back carrying five dead bodies, including that of a child…...*
Grak is having a drink at the campfire and he snides
"Looks whut dem cat brought in, eh? Grak always thought dat graverobbers woulds only bes interested frem stealing only valuables frem da corpses, but this group exceeded Graks imagination as dem decideds ta haul da bodies demselves frem da crypts! Har har har har!"
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Shortly after the group returns, a heated argument between the Redcloak Scout Brendel, and the Kelemvor knight with them erupts.
Ending with both going their separate ways.
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- A group of adeventurers of Wog, Linn, Aelthas, Raul, Raman, Elena, Theaon return to Norwick after heaidng to the crypts, they come back carrying five dead bodies, including that of a child…...*
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hearing of craftmaster Z's appearance in town, Stubs seeks him out to ask him some questions about fashioning an 'axe' of sorts
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A large group of people were seen wandering through to woods the other night, all seeming to culminate their journey at the druid glenn. They came in twos and threes and sometimes on their own, but all eventually entered the druid sanctuary. Later, anyone who entered looking for them would find no one there but the guardians and the fey.
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_Two persons who seem to be stuck in the middle of everyday weather discussions of common folk, Aurilian priestess Meye and Chancellor, were seen heading into rawlins woods together.
After only an hour had passed since the two left, they returned. Both seemingly in good mood._
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In stark defiance to the foul weather that has plagued Norwick of late, the Chauntean priest and farmer known simply as "Z" is seen plowing his long fallowed fields and planting crops.
Need ta lead by example… He whispers, quietly, to himself.
///RL has kept me very busy and I've been MIA from Narfell for quite a while. My playing time will continue to be inconsistent, but ICly Z will do everything he can to help with the current "foul weather" plot.
Z
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Rumor spreads that two peltarch defenders anihilated a group of goblins which were in posesion of lot of food resourcers and who were possibly trying to poison the towns water. Seemengly, one of them, a small hin, gave all that food to the vendor charging him nothing for it
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Buurbag sits in a dark corner alone with her drink. Upon hearing the comotion she slips, unseen, towards the door and listens. Once the brewing storm calms, she walks back to her table tirumphantly. As she takes her place at the table she growls low in orcish, "Fat, stupid, Grak is making trouble for the clan. Perhaps his time runs out." She then finishes her drink and heads upstairs where she gets a good night's sleep on a nice comfortable bed.
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Arak´Hur narrows his eyes looking Grigdish, the Inn´s bouncer
O> Yee dissapoint me… yuh shuuld take part of us broders side....
looks at Marie Koncider yer self kucky am nae goin´t ask fer da komplaints book... points finger at Marie
He then turns his back and adresses his clan brothers
O> Komm boys, ´ets uz quench us thirst elswhere!! Der be mawr beter brothels in tiss lands than this cheap wuhn!!
´Ets goo!!! motions to the river boat area and the Iron Chain Clan half-orcs start walking that way
