Whispers at the Fire
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Upon hearing rumour of this apparition's reappearance, Val heads to Norwick to seek it out.
// Will try to catch you IG
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Somebody -might- have seen an apparition of 5 years past in gold armor with a dark red cloak walk through town, and right back out again, looking haggard, unshaven, and a bit pale and thin. Was it an apparition?
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Word gets around that at his speech Davos reminded the populace that the treaty with Ostromog would expire within two tendays and he stated that he and D'Cameron would continue to share governing duties. Davos thanked the Raumviri for their years of service and promoted the Raumviri chief, Vosnyia "Voss", to commander of the Norwick militia. All militia personnel are to report to Voss within a tenday or be prepared to turn in their cloak.
Of the Q&A session afterwards, no two summaries agree except in noting a good deal of furor.
There was also roast hog.
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@fc7101693c=Clan:
((Was the recap of the Davos speech posted someplace? I thought it was going to be simulcast on the forums…))
…Bump?
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Having missed the big announcement, Hess the Woodsman asks around to see what the big reveal was from the Great Hall.
((Was the recap of the Davos speech posted someplace? I thought it was going to be simulcast on the forums…))
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_Rumour of the goblin-slaying kobold continue, some even saying the small scaly creature slew a bugbear - though proof of this seems nonexistant. Far more readily apparant though, are the piles of brutally killed and scalped goblins, resting in hideous droves by the walls near the gates of Norwick. And speaking of gates, a retaliation attack by goblins soon saw those gates blown to bits, virtue of a fizzling keg delivered by two grenadiers.
Norwick in turn, answered by assembling a group of their own to strike deep into the goblin territory, the warriors returning hours later with much cheer and bravado, sharing a feast with those that remained to guard against counter-attacks._
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Rumours abound of a Kobold witnessed stalking the woods, killing goblins by the dozen.
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_By now, no one could have missed the news - Fendon is defeated, destroyed, and is no more! Whilst popular opinion may name Allestor Hollins - newly appointed knight of the Order and priest of Ilmater - as the Slayer of Fendon, more seasoned campaigners might attribute success in the less glamorous terms of group effort. Others yet mention lady Daisy Millern's self sacrifice as a vital key to victory.
Rumours also speak of a bugbear agent arriving at the gates, shortly after the return of the parties involved in Fendon's downfall. Clearly, Ostromog is watching…_
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Rumours say three warriors two of Torm and one Lathanderite fought undead within the gates of Norwick. They also had to knock down guards glamoured by a very pale female vampire with the name Liddy. People of the town of Norwick should be cautious walking outside after dark, and beware this vampire escaped and can still be hiding somewhere within the gates.
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Elva seems quite distressed by this
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*Word has it that the Lathander priest, Janick was under the influence of something evil and during that time he had a small conversation with Maria. What they spoke about is yet unknown for Maria left the temple running, never to be seen ever again.
The most skilled trackers have failed to follow her tracks for there are none, some priests have tried to scry but the something even more powerfull blocks the scrying powers.
There are two adventurers who last seen Maria in the temple for they were in the temple when she left running, however very little they can say about what they´ve "seen" becouse they´ve lost eye sight once they steped into the temple, only to recover vision few hours later.
One thing is for sure though…. MAria is missing and her location unknown....*
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Undead attack once more, a series of seemingly probing assaults thoughout the day and well into the night, to both the south and the north gate. The dawn's pale light illuminates a field littered with zombie corpses, and the simply massive carcass of a larger than normal patchwork giant, but a stone's throw from the gates - a chilling reminder of the terrors that await.
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seriously wounded merchants arrive at Norwick. The guards rush to the North Gate to aid the wounded men and woman and ear what happend. According to the merchants, their trading caravan was attacked in the cross roads area by bandits that were hiden in the nearby woods.
Some adventurers risk a patrol to check what happend.
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A panicky Elva chases down Ashena and pulls her aside
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A scorched and bloodied party comes rushing through town, following a sleek black panther, also in ragged condition. They come to an abrupt halt by the south gates, where the noted arcanist Maria lies, pale, near unconscious.. and far, far more noticably pregnant than but a few days past. Maria is then seen being carried off to the temple of Lathander, but not leaving it. Ashena can often be spotted going to and from the temple in the coming days, a look of concern on her face.
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More often that not, a certain Elf can be spotted only by very keen eyes keeping close look on Andrew's training. He never talks to him or approaches him while he's training, but whenever he goes back into town for a rest, he's probably the first one joining him for some laughs.
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Andrew Brightdawn can be seen training every day even harder and longer than usual,lately.
Sparring and hitting dummies he have put on purpose on the ground near Norwick's south gate and outside Peltarch's walls.
His moves are more and more refined and swift, performed increasingly with efficiency and prowess, despite the heavy full plate he always wears, even during training.To those who ask him the motif of such hard training, he answers with vague phrases, such as getting ready for the incoming threats and battles,
but the slight smile and taunting attitude he displays makes clear there is something else behind his behaviour…
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Two dwarves and a hin, all bloodied and badly wounded, were seen running towards South Gate late last night. Once inside, they slammed the gates shut and leaned down, breathing heavily. "Duergar by the Goblin Lake!" they were heard to say. "Four of em'. A wiggler, a priestess, an assassin, and one o' them damn arbelasters. We killed em' all, but barely. The last one chased us all the way to the Norwick ruins."
"They was helping the goblins fight" the hin said. "They was casting divine spells on em and makin em hit us harder." The hin was seen entering the Grapevine Inn, while the two dwarves made their way to the Hold to report to the Council. "We gotta' get an army and stop this threat now!" one said.
Login: AubreyMaturin
Characters: Romulus Grey, Bard, the bowman
Trotter, spooky halfling ranger
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Two exhausted squires Celia and Ky'Amendos enters the south gate, and as they continue up the hill to take a rest at the Inn they let the guards know graverobbers has been sighted in the old graveyard. Some of them, not sure if all of them, got caught and forced to face justice.
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There were lots of things happening at Norwick's South Gate last night. It began innocently enough when a goblin soldier knocked on the gates and asked to speak to a magic man. The mage Sirion stepped forward, opened the gate, and began conversing with him while a half dozen or so others stood back and prepared for a possible assault. The goblin led Sirion to the south. Danika and Romulus slipped out of the gate in total darkness and crept after them, keeping a safe distance away, but close enough to tell what was happening.
Sirion was brought to the woodline well south of the gates and engaged in conversation by three goblins. It seems that one of their tribe was turned to stone by a cockatrice, and they wanted a mage's help in restoring him. Sirion explained that he did not have such a spell and disappeared. He, Danika, and Romulus all returned quietly to the gates and closed them.
Shortly afterwards, some goblins angered by Sirion's refusal began lobbing fire grenades at the closed gates. The defenders, including a large party that had recently returned from the crypts, opened the gates and killed the three goblins. More assaults soon followed. Hoards of small goblin runts, and later a cockatrice attacked and were cut down in front of the gates. The bodies piled so high that they attracted carrion beetles, slicer beetles, and hoards of flies.
Sirion used a massive firebrand spell to burn them up and destroy the flies.The defenders were given little rest, however. A bear appeared and began feasting on the bodies. When it tried to attack one of the defenders, it was killed. Packs of wolves followed, then wild dogs and more wolves, dire wolves, and worgs. The defenders, including Raryldor, Sirion, Ashena, Allestor, Andrew, Fafir, Danika, Romulus, and Mkable fougth them off. A druid of Malar was found near the south woodline. He was engaged and killed by Andrew and Raryldor.
Darkness fell again, but the howls of wolves were soon replaced by claps of lightning and the smell of undead. Hoards of swift skeletal dervishes, slow zombies, ghoul ravagers, and other denizens of the crypts came marching towards the gates. Fafir set off an increadibly impressive fireball in their midst which thinned their numbers and wounded others. Though sorely tested, especially by the fast skeleton dervishes, the defenders were again victorious.
Louder footsteps were heard, and more red lightning arched across the sky. It was similar to the red lighting that preceded the recent undead and fireball assaults on Peltarch's south gate and the Nars Crossroads. The defenders were forced to fight a large twisted Renderer, and then a collossal zombie made of fire. When these were finally defeated, a man appeared in the distance. Identifying himself as the Baron Locke, he warned the defenders not to help Kapolin'Sheezah, and said that any who did would be killed. Some remembered this Baron Locke as an Oscuran who scheemed to have the sacred sword of Lathander stolen from the temple and turned himself into a lich. He bragged that this undead attack was his doing, and his warning.
After the battle ended and the Baron disappeared, Romulus was seen scurrying around the battlefield collecting bones from the skeletons. Weighed down with a huge sack full of bones, he was heard to remark that these bones were for the Alchemist. The fight with that other lich-blade Fendon could not be forgotten.
