::New rumours heard in the Mermaid::
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_And yet more fun rumours about Nathen Wingates dying a second time in the same tenday! Some people say the cause was a lunatic wench in the sewers, others say he's cursed with a disease much like Mirkali's, and others comment that he in fact got hit by a giant stone falling from the heavens.
Whichever the case, the bard hasn't been seen in days.
((OOC, dying twice in two OOC days due to events, albiet one of the times had less repercussions then the first, has got me a bit grim about playing my main character. So.. yeah.. retiring the bard for a bit, or just going to play him less.))_
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The dead body of young Cerulean Knight Nathen Wingates was seen being carried into the temple of Tyr along with a few other dead folks after a disturbance in the nars. Some say winged beasts from beyond caused the deaths, others say they fell down a cliff, and others comment that they accidentally walked into a lamp-post, dying instantly. Whichever the case, the bard and the other diceased were spotted leaving the temple alive and walking.
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Nicahh is seen sitting on a bench outside the temple of Tyr. Wearing a long silken gown, her hair pulled back out of her face allowing soft curls to rest upon her shoulders, she sits conversing with a variety of community members that enter and exit the temple. She is seen sitting for hours asking questions curious to the doctrine of Tyr, her primary questions being about law and war. Occasionally she is ran off by ruder members of the faith when she questions why people believe such. She is not heard preaching the way of Bane or any other diety for that matter. She simply seems curious.
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_Two men were found dead this afternoon in the dock's district when the smell of their rotting corpses finally attracted the attention of their neighbors.
The two men, dock workers by trade, seemingly killed each other in a heated battle while in their quarters. The weapon found on one of the men suggests that he was working for some kind of sinister organization or church.
Further investigation into this matter will soon follow._
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Her Ladyship Aspera Chillwind, by this point, clearly returned to the land of the living, voices her complete horror at the incompotence of the city authorities that a fellow elven woman, not just some stinking peasant, now falls victim to the host of lawlessness that swamps Peltarch's fair streets. The ex-Magistrate is to be heard, vocally suggesting hangings, floggings and executions, claiming that it is these, and not the stumbling, tired investigations of the Knights of the Cerulean Stars and the like which will result in the continuance in law and order, and better, more humane conditions for Peltatchian Citizens, from high to low.
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@095e03b14b=Wykith:
_… was found this morning on the rooftops of the Peltarch apartments....
...She was lying in the cold waters of the tree fountain ...
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((was it the rooftops or the fountain?))
Wykith: Both. Go up there and check it out. ;)_
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_The body of Kiana De'lind, esteemed elven noble of our fair city, was found this morning on the rooftops of the Peltarch apartments.
Kiana was well known for her monetary contributions to the Peltarch Guard and Defenders after the civil war. She was an ardent advocate of justice and had was known to give generous donations to the Temple of Tyr. She was often seen in City Hall speaking feverently about policies to reform the city's religious freedom.
Rumor says there was not a mark on her when they found her body. She was lying in the cold waters of the tree fountain with not a single discernable mark and a very awkward look of peace on her face.
Investigations on her demise have begun._
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A sudden darkness enveloped the common room of the Dancing Mermaid inn last night. Common folks fled in terror fearing another shadow attack to take children and innocents, yet it turned out to be the Jester Roubanes Ejadis Heartwell. Captain Anakore of the Knights of the Cerulean Stars has been heard to comment that the man is on final warning, for his troubles in the city are most unwelcome at these dire times.
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_Rumor has it that the Temple has been full lately with families trying to have their children blessed and warded against the darkness that is swallowing up the sons and daughters of Peltarch.
Children have also been brought to Daisy to be exorcised, the familes claiming that they became suddenly violent, brandishing weapons and attacking anyone around them. Once subdued none of the children seem to understand or remember what happened.
Although this seems dark malady only seems to be affecting the poor, the wealthy are afraid for their children's saftey and have also been seen flocking to the Temple.
Priestess Daisy has not said whether or not the items brought to her by the families have given results, but hope seems thin. With reports and rumors coming from all sides of the city, the priestess, it seems, has been in constant sleepless motion for days on end.
Rumors of sinister, childish giggling heard in dark corners begin to flow like festival wine.
The common folk are becoming ever suspicious around the city's poor children and orphans.
"The Damned" and "Cursed" are becoming common terms for them._
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_Merydian has been seen somewhat regularly without her trademark grin, often found muttering to herself. When asked, she stutters, then replies about how worried she is about the missing orphans.
One has to wonder why they get the same response when the name Nate or Maya is mentioned._
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Word spreads. Between the cobbles of Peltarch and the gate into the foothills the vegetation is blackened with no trace of life anywhere in a sizable area. Huge claw marks have raked the scorched earth and in every direction blood has soaked into the ground. A closer inspection reveals many fragments of white scales as well as the occasional red one.
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::Nate Wingates is seen bending down, squinting, stepping slowly, and searching around the Ashald park. Followed by a similar search Outside the temple of tyr. Some say he was also seen poking around a cobblestone street in the civic district, and the bath house::
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Chaevre' packs her things and leaves the city, she seems to have been ready to take a long journey and judging by the provisions she bought in the shops it would prove to be exceptionally dangerous, she doesnt tell anyone she is leaving or when she will return or where she is going
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_Meril has returned to being seen about the city, and for the first time in quite some years, seems to have recovered the spring about his step that he used to possess.
Whatever has happened in the south of the region has obviously infused him with a new burst of energy, and his roguish grin and various songs, tunes and entertaining humour seem to leave the good hearted folk in the city unable to keep from smiling when he crosses their paths, while those of darker hearts just frown at the bard.
Amongst the many things he has been doing, he has been actively letting it known that he seeks a particular sort of magic arrow - one that has the power to seriously harm undead, or preferably destroy them outright.
Even those as powerful as vampires or, he adds with a grin and a mysteriously brave look in his green eyes, a lich of great power._
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_Rumors spread through peltarch about an Ice memphit seen just hanging about in town without a master…
Anard hears of this and imeadietly tells whoever is next to him that its not him since he is his own master... he just needs help coming to this plane..._
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Devath talks about how he met a frost giant in the pass, and followed it past Peltarch and to the icelace, where he finally lost track of it. The giant didn't hurt anybody, as far as Dev seems to know.
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_There was disturbance and consternation in the docks as a huge wave swept in from the Icelace, enveloping one of the piers. Once the wave receded there was miraculously no damage to the moored ships.
Apparently unrelatedly, travellers from a fishing village to the west of Peltarch report a man washed ashore later that day. Unusually for bodies in the Icelace, he was still alive._
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The usually cheery playwrite is seen in a much more serious, grim mood lately. Despite being politely to almost a fault, he seems more interested in books he carries around, often thumbing through them on a seat in the commons.
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_Nightfall in the Commerce District heralds the arrival through the western gates of a fair-haired male half-elf and a petite and attractive hin lady. The travellers stick close to one another as they negotiate the unfamiliar cobbled paths of Peltarch.
With their sighting of the local grey market dealer, Fenz, their destination has been found and they move to speak with him. Fenz appears to have more than a passing interest in his fellow hin but the feisty, brown-haired object of his affection displays not the slightest return of interest.
On enquiring about the scorch marks on the pair’s twinned cloaks, Fenz is told of a family having been ambushed by a powerful kobold mage and of the family’s long pursuit and eventual slaying of the creature. The trim and sprightly female tersely negotiates business with the infatuated businesshin and then strides away from both him and the city with quite amazing grace.
Any who follow these two to the hills will see the warm greeting they receive from several other folk who are each clad in these cloaks whose shoulders are adorned with leaves. The old elf who is cloaked in bark rather than fabric bids a fold farewell to the group he calls_ "The Wolves" then heads south followed by a huge hound.
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_Hjoichi Olsen has been seen of late in the town again, selling off kobold junk and buying more arrows and oil for his campfire and so forth. Most likely cursing and muttering the entire way. Though he tends to see who's about first. And says m'lady and m'lord a bit more frequently (i.e. Farkin Kobold Menace m'lady).
He's also stopped tipping bards and singers. In fact, he tends to leave and head out to the hills cursing when someone starts up a tune; usually mumbling something like "Farkin Menacer in the College, what'd Lady Jorinsen say to tha eh?"
Lately he's been raving a bit on "Them Demon Menacers what pop out of that sunclock" or "sneaker bashards what cursed the sunclock" and so forth. Apparently he had a rather close encounter._
