Rumors heard throughout Oscura.
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- Cray was in attendance during the parade and the festivities at the Banshee. Cray was wearing his finest white suit and carried himself as if he was one of the Nobles himself. Though at the same time, Cray was quietly looking down his nose at the Noblility.
Cray's philosophy being that Arnath and Oscura were built upon the backs of the men in the shadows like himself, and the terrible deeds that men like him carried out for the honour and love of one's home. Though Cray was not outwardly vocal regarding these thoughts, Cray's closest friends knew how he was feeling.
After having a few drinks and while hanging out at the bar of the Banshee Cray quoted;
"Power comes not from the voice giving a command, but rather from the feet that swiftly carry it out."
Cray then raised a toast to Corde Sharr’dak, the man that blooded him.
After this Cray is seen lamenting at the Bar briefly. Cray takes out a very old looking Cyric amulet and holds it in his palm a short time before putting it away again.
Later on in the evening at the Banshee, during the altercation between Drelan and another. Cray reacts without hesitation to back up his fellow Black Sail. *
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_A woman with unsettling aqua eyes, black hair and unusually full crimson lips has been seen at the Banshee sipping on wine. When spoken to she articulates and looks as if nobility but she claimes to be of a witch of the wild Wealdath woods and often claims that many things about the city baffle of confuse her. A long emrald glowing twisted staff is often in hand or on her back.
It appears she is not afraid to speak on equal terms with nobles and slaves alike and this has lead to Alexander Red Falcon of the Tribunal and Lazlo Darkhaven to, as she would call it, "manhandle" her, while also appearantly offending three Guardslaves "honor" by questioning their logic of how being a slave was better than being a farmer. She has been seen associating with Nicahh and Aelhaearn and frequently Brynden._
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_A great procession of rich and powerful Oscurans went through the city recently, led by Lady Rose Hollowmoon. It was dedicated to Siamorphe and the divine right of those to rule, and they threw coins at the poor of Oscura.
The parade stopped at the Banshee for drinks, where the night was interrupted by fighting between the Kyzanos and Sakhmet families, and the shock admittance that Neferhetep Sakhmet and Loktar Kyzanos have been seeing eachother secretly and plan to be wed, with or without the blessing of their parents.
The rest of the night was quiet, but it is rumored that afterwards there was some kind of altercation between the surfacers who had played music at the Banshee and Tribune Ashire, but the situation was defused when the guards arrived. No arrests were made._
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_A plan to bust slaves out of Oscura was recently foiled by some local Oscurans, the guard and the Red Falcons.
A Thayan sailor was the culprit, who was taken into custody on suspicion, and apparently had documents that admitted to his guilt, and his employment to at least one Tormtar in Cormyr who provided him with funds.
His penalty was death, and his body was hacked and thrown into the Underdark.
The only slaves that almost escaped were quickly recaptured._
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Rumor is heard that somewhere close to Jiyyd ruins some adventurers found a black dragons lair….while looking for mushrooms
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Creg Fester has been seen spending much of his time with Teresa Kyzanos in public of late. Talks of both magical and mundane pass between the two as they go about enjoying the cultural delights Oscura has to offer.
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_Rumour spreads that Maximilian's wife Eliza has given birth to a strong, healthy baby boy.
The boy has been named Otto II Locke, after a long dead uncle._
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_It's a cold morning in Oscura, quiet except for the dampened hammering from the nearby smithy's building. Between the cave walls and buildings the sounds of metal hitting the cold stone floor echoes throughout the sleeping city. The footsteps stops and those early risers peaking out from their window notices a dark armored warrior dragging an unconscious Duergar in its long black hair. He stops by the Oscuran well.
His breath is causing a condensation which zips out from the tiny hole of his helmet creating small icy looking clouds. The duergar now laying on the ground with its head resting on the bench appears to be regaining consciousness slowly, the elf figured warrior leans down slightly facing the black skinned dwarf. A pleading cry for help is uttered but the warrior cuts him off_
- Silence, dog. Your only purpose is to die by my hand and to tell me what I want! I've never been one for games nor one with patience. There is a miner I'm looking for by the name of Xarim Deepforge. Where can I find him?
his voice is quite calm, yes, but twisted in a manner that suggests his patience is running thin. While the duergar is caughing blood he opens his mouth to speak using all this strength
- [UC] Please! I do not know him I do not know! I… no, NO, NOOOoo!
The warrior runs a dagger into each of the duergar's shoulder, leans down and speaks straight into the duergar's ear
- [uc] The sun also shines on the wicked, but not on the dead.
_No further words are given from the duergar at this point to the consequence that the figure in the dark plated armor lifts the duergar up with one hand in a firm grip around the duergar's throat. They eye eachother for a long moment, the black skinned dwarf barely having the energy to move his legs where they hang in the air.
The elf launches him into the pit of darkness_
- Then I shall ask your friends.
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from quite a distance a crouching dark figure with his back resting on a cave wall follows their every move carefully. Thick darkness surrounds him making him almost impossible to spot. If he's been following the elves for a long time is unclear, but he doesn't seem to mind their departure judging by a quiet smirk from his part
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The two dark armored elves, pack and leave late in there night. Their only visitors of note a well recognized Peacekeeper and a well known Banite. They leave no notice of where they are going.
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Some of the more savvy merchants have a good laugh at any speak of more debate in the Peltarch Senate. Thazal, ever present with his sense of humour, has his own two coppers about it all.
"Torm would be damn pleased, there's nothing more efficient than banging your head against the proverbial wall!"
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News spreads abruptly from City Hall ((Peltarch)) that the Senate is once again heatedly debating a new proposal to ban all trade with the city of Oscura.
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Some new books have arrived at the library, apparently being dug out of some old archive. According to the librarian Lauren, who has already read most of them, they aren't of any real interest, more about simple curiosity.
Creg, a man who claims to have read every book in the Oscuran library at least twice, devours these new offerings with his usual zeal. Twice.
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Peacekeeper Commander, Ferdinand Locke is seen departing Oscura on one of his many trips to Mulhorand. Likely heading to Skuld to rendevous and drop his children off with their mother for a few monthes.
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Two dark armored elves, with a symbol of a broken arrow on their armor are seen entering Oscura. After a short time wandering the town, they are seen to enter the Coppers and take rooms for an extended stay. Neither elf seems happy about it, but both are seen in the common room later passing coin to any willing to talk about known entrances to the Underdark.
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A beaten and battered Benji is seen sprinting out of the underdark with a gang of Kuo Toa in tow. After he makes it through the gate covered by Oscuran arrows he thanks the guards.
Later, on his way to the boat, he's heard sputtering curses about Kuo Toa, the cheap ale, and Raryldor.
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A party of surfacers skulked into the city last night, and were later found passed out in the vicinity of the Well of Souls and arrested for their obvious vagrancy. The story goes that they were lead by a pompous jerk who called himself a Knight, but never stopped whining and moaning about the injustices of the city. "I think he's confusing the term knight with jackwagon, HAR HAR," one man jokes over and ale, and the patrons of the Coppers laugh in an uproar.
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Being ever so studious, Ferdinand makes time to look through each book and spends his evenings reading what he can.
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Some new books have arrived at the library, apparently being dug out of some old archive. According to the librarian Lauren, who has already read most of them, they aren't of any real interest, more about simple curiosity.
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There was some kind of altercation between Anna Kursk and Neferhetep Sakhmet in the Shiny Coppers… onlookers tried to reason between them before they left in an unusual hurry.
Since hearing rumours swirl from the coppers, Vladimir has been notiocably less plesent towards any Sakhmet or their affiliations, slaves, traders or mamuluks
