Tavern Rumors of Peltarch
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A busy looking dwarven engeneer is seem around town. He spent most of his days in Town Hall and Library, checking public records and books.
He was, some days later, seem twice inside the Mermaid. The first time, a Peltarchian Captain exchanged few words with Fafir.
The second time, he was drinking a nice mug of ale and speaking with an elf. Altough both conversations were brief, the frustated look on the dwarf's face was clear once he left town towards the Dwarven Hold, for his well deserved nap.
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_A while after the gathering at the Lighthouse temple, a joyful Elaine prances through the commons wearing what appears to be a lich crown*, as it looks like Leena, her twin sister, is coming along just behind her. And right after them, there's a… third twin?
The three of them seem to gather for a moment to talk secretively, and then part each in a different direction, one disappearing into the docks district, the other into the residential district, and the third one into the Nars Pass.*_
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As the sun set and the moon rose over Peltarch's docks, a small party gathered near the Moonmaiden's shrine where it is said a shining celestial being appeared and gifts were handed out to those who participated in the demise of a great evil. Rumour has it a lich was slain and a red glowing blade destroyed for good - has Allestor "The Slayer" Hollins done it again?
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_Rumours from Nobanion's holy day, held just outside the Peltarch walls, speak of carefree and skimpily clad celebrations with dancing, drinking and errr… whatever happened on those bearskin rugs layed out for lovers. The biggest buzz might well be the surprising results of the wrestling tournament, where the portly dwarven mage Fafir "The Belly" Ganeer claimed top spot over his burlier kinsman Beorn "Silverbeard" Battlemail.
A few days later, one bearskin is missing and the rest seem tousled and stained with something sticky... it ~looks~ like honey, but it's doubtful anyone would want to test the taste at this point._
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Rumour has it. That Cray has been buying up all the fine weapons and armour he can, and has completely cleared out the stock of a few local crafters.
It would seem that he is turning the Trading Post into the best stocked armoury in the region.
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_The moon rose blood-red over Peltarch, bringing troubling times with it. Farmer LeGear's wife was reportedly kidnapped by orcs, and the rescue party brought not only the woman with them, but a whole heap of strong, beefy orcs and enraged beasts of all kinds, from angry dire boars to huge bears, landsharks and twisted renders! The gates were broken down before Guard Captain Lisa marched into action, aided by the adventurers present.
Those witnessing the fighting might never give the Guard Captain lip again…_
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One HELL of a ruckus is reported from the Lucky Ferret fighting pit. A short while later, four adventurers that no one recall entering, leave after a few seemingly celebratory drinks.
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Hook Horrors attacked inside the Dancing Mermaid.
Fought off by Gnarl, a Peltarch Guard Captain and others.
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In the docks, just outside the Ferret, a red dressed golden lock mage and a a black clad man with an eyepatch were over looking the loading of 10 large ale kegs on a wagon, the cargo was then seen headed south.
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Cray has been tavern hoping in Peltarch recently. Conducting business with various characters in the city, primarily ferreting out deals on items he can sell in his shop. Then after enjoying a cigar on the Patio at the Mermaid, Cray was seen lugging a clanky sack to market.
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Great thunder and lightning passed through Peltarch, rain was pouring down overflowing the sewer drainage. The gutter filled with water forcing every rat and other rodent like creature up on the muddy streets. Guards were working for hours cleaning the roads and alleys of filthy vermin.
The lightning struck with such powers that the ground was literary shaking. Large pools formed making it slippery and hard to pass through.After a while the storm turned to a drizzle, another peculiar event appeared.
A caravan consisting of eight heavy built warhorses pulling large loaded wagons and a foreman shouting at the few workmen assisting, making their best through the knee deep mud.The procession slowly worked its way with great effort through the commons.
People that had hurried inside, was now standing by their windows curiously observing this peculiar event. Rumors say that as the gust of wind took hold of the canvas covering the cargo, it exposed huge metal gears. Some even say that these enormous mechanical devices generated sparks with some kind of static charge.
Apperently, the foreman overlooking the procession had made a halt in front of the Mermaid. He was seen talking to a woman figure dressed in red. Their conversation was not heated but clearly some sort of negotiation was going on, moments later they were seen shaking hands as a deal was struck.
The woman in red slapped the horses behind and the procession once again pulled forward heading towards the docks. The woman was later seen headed to the city hall.
Two others figures could be noticed, both dressed in black their expression confused, concerned and worried
People saw the caravan disappear then the streets were empty, the whole town was waiting for the mysterious storm to pass
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_Rumours fly about a vicious vampire attack, right at the heart of the city. The sharp-fanged marauders were reportedly fought off by the elven priest Raryldor, veteran fighter Cyrian, a huge earth elemental and… a flying shortsword, glowing red?
Local fist-fighter Nica was seen carried into the Mermaid in seemingly lifeless state, returning downstairs on shaky legs in the company of Raryldor and Cyrian._
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Cyrian warns travellers that there are several gnolls waiting in ambush on the road leading north from the city
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The ambush has been cleared out.
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Rumours say that the kitchen manager in the Fest Hall found body parts in some of the barrels in the food storage room… and that people should think twice before eating there...
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Rumours from the Residential district speak of burning skeletons spilling up from the ancient Barrows deep below the district. City employees were quick to the scene, by all accounts. Some even say Senator Maria herself went down there… reading a book all the while.
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Whirlwind vagabonds Willow and Llyran could be observed sweeping into a variety of shops all across the city, excitedly checking out the remaining finds of Midwinter and poking their grubby paws at anything taking their fancy - to the frowning disapproval of several shopkeeps.
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Rumours in circles both mercantile and adventurous speak of visitors from the far off Anauroch, bringing fine new beverages to the city. Apparantly "Baba's Booze Emporium" has high hopes of making it in the Jewel, and the festive reception at the Amethyst Festhall was reportedly quite a good start.
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Crude little snowballs are littered around the commons, some in little piles. Dainty little cat tracks abound.
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Nica comes through the door of the crafters hall, dragging the sort of humongous bag which usually indicates a beeline to the forge. Instead, with a stoic look and small, shuffling steps, she hauls the heavy pack over to the dwarven merchants, piling kuo toa chains up for sale. One, two, three… twenty-six...
"And that's not counting all the ones that broke! It was just crazy in there, their backstabbers were nearly as plentiful but I'm going to have to call it 'The Day Of The Elite'… they were everywhere. Phew!"
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Strange bits of rumour may be caught from Defenders coming off their watch on the south wall, mentioning Staff Sargeant Aelthas and Knight Lt Lycka's daughter juggling a glowing red shortsword about in the air.. or was she in fact throwing it at that gnoll busting through the gate? Surely it didn't poke so many holes into the flea-bag on it's own accord, although…
"…what do you mean drinking at work? I never said it was flying! Must be some bardic juggling magic she picked up at home..."
