Tavern Rumors of Peltarch
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Scott's with that crazy airhead fireball mage. NO he's dating that rather plain cleric girl. No no, he's going after that scar faced cougar lady. Rumors rage as Scott is seen supposedly flirting with a group of women. Select sources say that he seemed particularly interested in the crazy fireball sorceress, not that anyone could blame him.
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A Defender drinking at the Mermaid can be overheard telling a tale about pixies and fairies - surprisingly lacking in sugar, rainbow and sparkle details. Instead, there's confusion, twisting vines snaring around ones feet and a not unsubstantial amount of blood and gore to the story. Drink emptied, the Defender stands, belches and adds, almost as an afterthought: "An' get this: after th'dust settles, this single fairy fella appears, cool as rain an' snarkier 'n a high lords butler. 'e claims t'be on th' side o' 'light', as opposed ta those we just beat bloodied, yet wasn' much interested in anythin' but omnious threats ta some 'mortal thieves' that 'e was back an' still 'lookin'. Called 'imself Paradox. As big a prick as th'rest if y'ask me, but eh. 'least I didn' swipe his swag."
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*Rumors spread that orcs have posted a sign near the south entrance to the Giantspire Pass, warning adventurers that they have been forced to withdraw deeper into the woods, but will be prepared to strongly resist any attempts to trespass there. Other rumors indicate Cerulean Shesarai was chased by a powerful orc caster hidden just west of the creek, and she had to be rescued by General Theaon and Abby. *
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rumors spread that the two magistrates may have to fight for their respective inquisitor's affections as the two inquisitors seem to be having a secret affair. Proof of this was seen first hand by those who passed by the commons. One even said Cecil was proposing to Syltria, rings and all!
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With 5 days remaining for the Inquisitor to make the tribute (1 RL day), the mood of the city is a restless one.
There are three factions now... one which is angry and calling for orc blood, agitating for a “final solution to the orc problem”. One which is hopeful that Cecil will sort things out and are calling for peace. And the third, the largest by far, is fearful and anxious, waiting to see which way the hammer will fall.
Reports of public drunkenness, of weapons wielded in public, of domestic abuse and brawls in the street are high, the guards are stressed and stretched and tired, and all in all, the city is a powder keg waiting to explode.
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Rumours spread quickly through town about the parlay that occurred to the west of town, and the threat posed by the orcs. Words like “war”, “attacks against the city”, and “weak-kneed leadership” are thrown about.
The elf known as Tel’quessir seems to have stirred up the populace, with many calling for orc blood. Cecil’s speech has done little to quell this, and Scott’s speech has only enflamed the situation further.
On the morning of the third day after the ten day count began, a new rumour begins to circulate, that the orcs have uncovered a vein of gold within their lands and this is the reason for them attempting to keep the adventurers out.
Shops quickly sell out of mining gear, shovels, picks, and bags, and young adventurers find themselves being hassled to act as guards for those seeking their wealth.
Seems Peltarch has become a tinderbox, and all it will take is one spark...
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Word quickly goes around town that the orcs west of the city had pulled back to their fortress of solitude, deep in the snow up the Giant Spires. But no sooner had they retreated, than adventurers went up the mountain, killed them all, looted their treasury, and returned. Probably laughing and kicking around dead orc heads as they did.
Reprisals are feared, with defender numbers increased on the gates, and the guards looking warily at any of orcish blood
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After Cecil "the Silencer" quickly changes his tune in light of public outcry to his violent and heavy handed form of "correction", rumors stir once again. This time, townsfolk speak in the shadows and quietly confide in each other that such a barbaric man isn't fit for a political role in the Jewel and ought to return to Norwick where that kind of savagery was condoned under the Dolvaks.
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Stating plainly to any who ask that some rumormonger is full of shite, Cecil shakes his head, disappointed.
I'm not sure who stands to profit from flinging suspicion at us, but you lot know me, and the lengths I'll go to help. Please continue to come to me if you hear something of substance, including the source of nasty rumors if at all possible. That helps noone, especially the victims and their families.
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Rumors abound that a second child has been killed.
The cover up apparently is in full swing. The high and mighty magistrates and their inquisitors seem to be trying to cover their misdeeds.
Parents do you know where your child is?
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Taking his morning constitutional, Dozer passes through the warehouse area of the Docks District, and notices a perimeter of Peltarch guards stationed at all the alleyways a city block each direction around one of the Wavebreaker's warehouses. He asks one of the guards about it, and he says he has no idea, that he was told to not let any pass.
Dozer mentions the same to his bartender Clair at the Ferret and she starts asking other customers about it. Word and curiosity has now spread to you.
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Rumors abound in the city regarding Cecil "the Silencer" who has been intimidating those mentioning the possibilities of a political scandal. They note in particular how quick Cecil is to rap skulls instead of just denying the rumors, which gives even more credibility to them.
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Rumors start of the relationship between Borodin and her inquisitor. Speculation that the position may have a lot to do with the horizontal as well as the vertical....
Some drunks seem to have heard it whispered from an alley or was it in a note....
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@darkspyr said in Tavern Rumors of Peltarch:
Speculation pops up in the taverns and inns in the city. Odd snippets.
Syltria and Shannon are having an illicit affair.......
The child killed was their illegitimate love child.....
Syltria was trying to hold it over Shannon's head so he hired an assassin.....
There may be more murders to make it look like a serial killer.....
People are keeping their children in sight out of fear....Should the OTHER inquisitor happen across any gossipers unwise enough not to shut their cake-holes at the sound of his clanking steps approaching, he's sure to casually rap knuckles atop some heads, and ask where people heard those rumors, with instructions not to repeat them, lest Cecil come back and ask them why they're still spreading them ... with his usual "Stare."
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Speculation pops up in the taverns and inns in the city. Odd snippets.
Syltria and Shannon are having an illicit affair.......
The child killed was their illegitimate love child.....
Syltria was trying to hold it over Shannon's head so he hired an assassin.....
There may be more murders to make it look like a serial killer.....
People are keeping their children in sight out of fear....
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Two days in a row, two lots of high adventure reported.
First it was a trip organised by the (hin)famous Derek Underhill to a far away desert, to accomplish some mysterious tasks. All returned intact, with loot in tow having defeated a vampire.
Next, it was a Garl Glittergold divined romp through a portal to the icy snows of the frozen north to recover all that is shiny. Rumour has it that a Hezrou was defeated by the party, held at bay by a right-sized warrior.
How do the people in town hear of these rumours?
Why, at the bars and taverns, where the shopkeepers remark about the surge in trade driven by the victorious heroes.
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An Elven hunter, clad in muddy brown beetle-scale armor reports oddness in the Nars Pass, East of the River, just North of the Crossroads.
A Large tree, in the forest, wreathed in mist and etherial light, with a variety of animals, predators that do not normally rest together, reclining beneath it.
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Peltarchians buzz with excitement and gossip in the wake of a grand melee competition, arranged by the Crown, in which a colourful selection of volunteer adventurers put their skill to the test. Each of the four three-member teams appeared to have their very own supporters on the stands, cheering and sometimes swooning outright at the dazzling display of might and magic! The fireballs might just be the lasting impression - oh - SO - MANY fireballs!
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In response to the marked misplacement of muffins, the Muffin Man Mercantile Monopoly has mobilised one of their Muffin Man Merchants with his Motorised Muffin Mobile to manage the muffin needs of the many mouths of Peltarch
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Rumours go around town of a shortage of muffins, with bakers reporting that sweet-toothed thieves with light fingers have helped themselves, somehow, to the baked treats that everyone loves.
The only clue left behind, is a trail of golden dust.
