Rumors heard throughout Oscura.
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_A Mulhorandi slave ship captain was found dead in a back room in the Shiny Coppers, slumped over an ale mug and a plate of food. Wait staff at the establishment tried to rouse him assuming he was merely drunk, only later to realize that he had been stabbed to death. The tell-tale marks of having been knifed in the kidneys and heart were present on his body. It would seem that although the man's belongings were rifled through, either the captain or the killer left enough gold to pay the man's tab.
The same bar patrons telling the tale admit that there were no witnesses to this killing, though this doesn't seem to deter any business from the establishment._
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Mora is met with a nod and a cold stare.
"Sure… sounds like he can teach me some things, perhaps.
"One more thing. Don't call me Sir. It's either Pavel... or Horsie... or Steed. But never sir. Got that?"
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hmm. This is good. . well .sir Pavel, i have a yong elf whit me name Cabel.
I think he follow a encien and forgeten monk orde.Aneways, i try to help hime and he look to have will, but i feel you maybe find a better ways to help hime to become what you ask. I will try to talk to hime about you and try to organise a ''rendez-vous''
Mora
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Rumor mentions an Order of the Second Shadow that supposedly teaches the use of one's body and soul as a single powerful tool to defeat even the hardest of foes… or so the more optimistic will say. Black Sail Pavel seems less enthusiastic about it, claiming that it's not about fighting and whatever anyone could gain from it to fight will never be as effective as just being rich and getting powerful magical artifacts. Besides, it's just one way to fight. But he also says that those who are interested and not opposed to strict discipline may come talk to him.
//If there's interest in monk-rp, feel free to poke me in a pm, or other way. I usually play Euro-evenings…
Pavel also mentions that there might be a tournament specifically geared to fighting with the body alone. All who are interested should try to make it to the Brawling Bodak in a tenday's time. He points out that - to make it a test of skill - no equipment will be allowed for the participants, except for non-magical dresses or other clothes.
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A while ago a group of Black Sails, lead by the treasurer, headed into the Tower again. They returned after a relatively short time looking shaken and distraught, carrying two bodies.
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_Loud chanting, shouts, and sudden darkness, near the main gates of Oscura, woke up some cranky citizens. It is rumored that the gates were attacked by shadows and that the attackers managed to get through the gates with ease. Other than the guards, there were four others present: Four Sails members, one of them being the handsome peacekeeper. There were no casualties among the defenders, thankfully. Though, the guards mumble that the group of four lead the shadows to the gates.
The white-haired peacekeeper announces that the situation was kept under control and that there is nothing to worry about.._
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After a month long absence, it is rumored the Oscuran treasurer is back in her office
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Whether or not the so called long night was a success or not seems hard to tell. A small group consisting out of up to five people at one point, Rando, Ginger and her cousin Cloudberry, Sabre, and later Shemaright spent a good while there, discussing away. Everyone seemed to participate, until the arrival of Nicahh which signalled a confusing end, sometimes fires or demons are mentioned, though the Bodak is just the same as usual…
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It seems a date has been set, those interested in the martial arts of each and all persuasions are encouraged to seek out the Brawling Bodak in a tendays time. It is also mentioned that those who wish to enter are expected to bring joy with them and will be tested on it, before admited inside. Those who lack joy need not appear.
((Edited out the OOC info))
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Rumors mention something called a long night of the martial arts, it is often mentioned around Yuki in the docks and by Pavel who still often takes the time to look at her wares or maybe just speak with the Kara Turan woman. What that night is supposed to be remains rather unclear - but obviously interested people should ask Pavel.
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_A peacekeeper, two sailors, and another man who seemed to be quite shady, ventured out the west gate. It seemed the handsome white haired peacekeeper wanted to investigate the area where the free slave was murdered.
They all returned sometime later, the peacekeeper looking quite irritable about something as he walked off toward the Keeper's tower. The other three went about their own business, probably relieved to be rid of the grumpy peacekeeper for just a little while._
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And another tenday arrives, and once more the faintly bulky figure of Pavel appears to exchange that scrap of parchment for a new one.
@967475ccf8=scrap:
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The piece of parchement is replaced once more.
@ef7ef5762e=parchment:How do you get a monk to jump off a cliff?
Those curious enough to turn the piece around, can read the answer.
@ef7ef5762e=backside:You tell them a novice jumped down, proving his Ki is quite exceptional already.
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Entirely unrelated rumors speak of a small group entering the tower, the guards there doubled. None has been seen to reappear from the tower's gates. But the rumors indicate that Sails Ronan, Sabre and Pavel were part of the group, and those have been seen around Oscura recently appearing to be in a good mood, or in the case of Ronan, a not quite as good mood.
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The corpse of yet another freed slave was found by the chasm in the West Gate district. The cause of death - clearly the now eerily familiar stab wounds to kidney and heart. The docks have been somewhat quiet since the incident with the Mulhorandi slave ship.
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It would appear that Oscura has gained yet another citizen down in the murky depths of it's darkness. The Lady Kara has been seen wandering the city for a few days now, with her left hand bound and wrapped in cloth. Not unlike before, she keeps mostly to herself and spends alot of her time in the library, studying whatever she can.
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It seems those expecting yet another new parchment aren't disappointed, as once more the scrap of paper is exchanged.
@b3690dcf02=another:
When faced with a warrior who's armed to the teeth, the best option to defeat them is to try to disarm them.
When faced with a lightning fast monk, who uses no weapons and wears but thin clothing, the best option to defeat them is to press a weapon in their hand and tug a shield onto their arm.
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Another tenday later, the parchment is once more replaced.
@18d90066dd=parchment:If you show a chair to various people, you’ll get all kinds of answers.
A traveller would call it a welcome rest after a long walk.
A carpenter would call it a good - or bad - piece of work.
A wizard would call it an asset to any study room.
A priest would call it a convenience for the audience.
A monk would start by arguing how you couldn’t just look at one chair and expect to understand the nature of chairs. That even in this one chair you can see the essence reflected, and that it’s just one small insignificant representation of that. That a chair is made up out of legs and so on and so forth.
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The scrap of parchment is replaced with a new, slightly larger one.
@4d7518c3e2=Scrap:
A band of adventurers, consisting of a talented bard, a mighty warrior, a powerful wizard and, well, a monk followed up ancient tales on a huge treasure, guarded by horrible monsters. They encounter the monsters, slay most of them, seize the treasure and bring doom in the form of an ancient dragon onto a nearby kingdom. In response to tales about their exploits, which the bard spread, a large force of men and women is sent after the band intent to kill them.
The bard, true to his nature, approaches the army with his hands held outward and begins to set into a lengthy explanation of all the deeds done and not yet done. It takes the leader of the army just about two hits with his axe to end the talk and the bard.
The warrior, true to his nature, charges head on into the army, after he sees that. Brave, but stupid, he manages to severe several limbs, before the sheer number of opponents overwhelmed him.
The wizard, true to his nature, blasts true holes into the army, leaving crisp corpses in his wake, until eventually he runs out of spells for the day and the army still has some more men to skin him alive.
The monk, true to his nature, ran at the first sight of trouble, and by now has such a headstart he wouldn't even have to count on his supernatural speed to be safe. He just has to hope no golems are in that army.
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A loose scrap of paper is found on the bench near the little green park. Some might have noticed a softly chuckling Pavel placing it there.
@6c6f7e3bc0=scrap:
When stranded on an island with attractive company from the opposite sex and enough food to last a lifetime, what would a monk do, if they saw a ship come by?
Those curious enough to turn the scrap of paper around, will spot an answer written on the back.
@6c6f7e3bc0=the:
Wave the ship down to get rid of the annoying company and then meditate in peace for the rest of their life
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_After her return from her impromtu journey, it would seem that Kara has one again returned herself to Oscura, frequenting both the Shiney Coppers for relaxation and the ancient library to study the laws that bind and govern Oscura.
For the most part, she stays out of the way of the blooded in the city and minds her own business_
