Rumors heard throughout Oscura.



  • Some sailors might have seen how the warehouse of the Black Sails was evacuated rather hurriedly, a storm blowing the door open. Apparently the Sails had been swimming in the water and something attacked them and drove them even out of their warehouse. Perhaps they are trying to train a Kraken for themselves?



  • _A group of Black Sails, along with Peace Keeper Senria and a silverhaired half-elven man returned from Kua Toa and ettin territory, informing the guards at the west gate of a huge beast roaming the ettin caves, causing cave-ins and threatening any who would venture there.

    Casual banter within the group turned into minor discord as the half-elf bad-mouthed the city infront of the Peace Keeper and the guards. The man was ordered to leave Oscura, helped along by one of the guards._

    //or what v_black wrote.. shakes fist at coming second!



  • A small group of daring adventurers accompanied a few members of the Sails into the caves beyond the west gate of Oscura. They returned a while later, bringing with them not only some huge, ugly Ettin clubs, but also the tale of a horrible monster that dug around in the caves, chasing them out with hammer and magic fire. It seems that reporting to the guards did not go well, since one of their group was asked to leave the city rather soon.



  • It would appear that Ezachiel has had a rather nasty hunting accident…his previously unblemished, yet already rather pale, face is now scarred, with a long, thin scar running straight down from above his left eye, vanishing somewhere near his mouth. The strange thing is, that when asked about this, Ezachiel responds rather angrily, but no emotion is visible on his face. Even under other circumstances, his face now remains the same, showing no emotion whatsoever...except for maybe a mild contempt.



  • In a few not so terribly dark corners of Oscura, bright posters appear once more.

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    Highharvestide Festival"] ((Click here for full sized poster.))



  • Yolande has been seen frequently with William, at various times of the day, in the Shiny Coppers. They are often seen together sitting in the two chairs by the fire, quietly conversing.



  • A man who some might recognize as Ezachiel spent hours wandering through Oscura, examing cave wands, and mumbling things about areas being too crowded, too pricy or too run down…maybe someone is looking to settle down?



  • Rumours of what may have been well sspawn sighted as far away as underneath the Norwick graveyard. And disagreement. Perhaps not well spawn at all, but rather the things whose bites can see one turned to stone some candle marks later with their dreams while in that state made real. Is there to be a resurgance of the Dreamstone Plague?



  • A small group crossed Oscura apparently intent on retrieving some stolen goods out of the Ettin caves. They returned later carrying a dead.

    –-

    Entirely unrelated to that it seems a dead man turned up in the Shiny Coppers. For a good while people suspected him just utterly drunk, sitting alone in a corner. He was found hunched over some bottles, his head lying on the table and his cloak covering the sole prove that he was not sleeping: some very nasty stab wounds. Some people might have seen him walk to the table already with the help of two of his friends who left rather soonish, but in the dark of the tavern it is difficult to say who those two were.



  • _A group of adventurers accepted a call from the alchemist from the Grim Bottle regarding of the work he offered that concerns collecting ingredients for him.

    In other words, they are about to experience the traditional "Fetch and Deliver" type quest with the difference that it is quite…_

    "…Tedious! Disgusting! Penguin poo!? Five pellets of them!?" A grumpy one eyed silver man could be heard grumbling out aloud as he walked out of the shop with other group of adventurers.

    "And its used for flavouring too, in potions!" _One of the adventurers could be heard saying out aloud in a grimaced tone.

    Regardless, the tedious event that took days of hunting them finally came into fruitation as the expanded group of adventurers returned with the ingredients in hand. Everyone walked into the Grim Bottle only hours later, left with a pleased expression on their faces as though the rewards they received were certainly worth it._

    //thanks to DM Sunshine, for willing to entertain us during this dead eurotime zone 🙂



  • Word quickly spreads that Mogul'Don Tor has come back to Oscura with a new selection of rare and priceless goods.



  • Ezachiel looks at the poster, then spits on the ground

    Bloody Peltarchians still won't let me in.



  • At a few not too dark corners in Oscura the odd poster appears, pointing the more daring to Peltarch and its:

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    Greengrass Festival"] ((Click here for full sized poster.))

    ((Again, contact me (IG: Pavel) if there's fees to be paid for the posters.))



  • A party of Black Sails inform the guards at the gate to Oscura of a strange and troubling encounter. One of their members swears he saw a creature with a tentacled face casually setting fishmen aflame before climbing the stairs to the collapsed entrance to the Kua Toa caves, there disappearing as if into thin air. The word mind flayer is mentioned with a shudder, though it should be noted the creature showed no signs of hostility towards the Sail.



  • On a related note, Mercy could be observed in the Docks with a tall, half-orc gentleman with a fondness for axes not a tenday ago. Time with particularly spent around the slave-cage, various arguments made to good faith contracting, the comfort a slav- …er - "employee" could live in apparently failed to convince the orcish friend to alienate his liberty. Mercy, 2 tonnes, refused to confirm or deny the suggestion, saying:

    "Ye've the rum look of a coffin-dodgin' meat-sodjer. I wager's ye've no maer kippen-cull'n a grumblin' tarasque."

    Good to have cleared that up, then.



  • A small party of battered adventurers return from the west gate, warning the guards there of monstrosities of different shapes, but all with eerie children's voices attacking them. One tall blonde mutters despondently about a sore throat from screaming and complains to her pink-haired companion about the lack of any treasure despite all the monsters slain.

    "They all there for reason, I juss hoped itt vould be for guarding grand treasure! Bah…and uhm, sorri I runn avai all time like that...stupid magicks.."

    A few days later, and on a possibly completely unrelated note, a sailor girl in the colours of the Black Sails was drinking heavily in the Shiney Coppers, mumbling to herself about green eyes.



  • Three people came back through the West Gate about half a day after having gone out, looking like they had been in a rather rough fight. One of them was complaining about not being able to kill all of the drow.



  • The very observant and astute or those with informative contacts in the slave trade may have noticed Keira purchasing several items of clothing from the Stained Needles. This isn't especially noteworthy, unless it's connected with her leading an exotic elven slave-girl from Menakhare's pens into the Undercity.



  • Citizens of Oscura notice the Inquisitor has taken to traveling with a leashed dire wolf that she lovingly calls Shadow. Though the wolf seems to be good natured, any that approach to quickly, or too close, are greeted with a vicious growl.



  • Word has it that one of these same child-voiced monstrosities was recently seen in the Nars pass, not far from the cave entrance to Oscura, nearly killing a pair of travelers there before moving on.