Rumors heard throughout Oscura.
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Marshal, a known bounty hunter and mercanary is seen several times conversing with two guards who stand on either side of a gate on the Northern side of town. He makes several trips between the Library and the Gate, then is seen heading off into the Undercity… people are unsure what to make of it.
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_Peltarch senator, Ronan Redralen has been spotted occasionally walking about Oscura… mostly he just seems to ask local guards of the situation concerning the odd underdark happenings, and if any new information has been found about it.
Unlike usual tradition in Oscura, Ronan does not walk with a black robe, hood, or concealed face. He is seen wearing flashy silks with bright colors, at least for Oscura._
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Arak´Hur and some of the Iron Chain Clan half orcs, can be seen patroling the streets and some tunnels of Oscura. Arak´Hur is as always seen leading the group of halfers. Spear at his shoulder, always ready to poke at what ever charges at them
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Captain Senria, watching from the shadows, notices the "tracker" and the effect he seems to have, setting out to find him and have a word with him.
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It would seem a bounty-hunter from Skuld known to those he's conversed with only as "Tracker" has arrived in Oscura. He was escorted into the city by a Tormish knight and shown to Father Dagon. It is unclear as to what he's after, but quite a few of the freemen in the West Gate district seem unsettled by his arrival.
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Justicar has been seen showing a variety of people around Oscura recently. A delegation from Norwick, a well armored dwarf and a well armed woman carrying a variety of spears and a large silver axe. The lady is said to reside in one of the barracks now and the lone dwarf hasn't emerged from the Oscuran smithy in some time.
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- A notice is placed around the taverns in Oscura*:
WANTED:
Boards or logs of Maple quality or better. Payment depends on the type of wood brought in as follows:Maple Boards: 1 gold per board
Maple Logs: 4 gold per logOak Boards: 2 gold per board
Oak Logs: 5 gold per logHarder woods: Prices to be discussed in person.
If you have some wood to sell, or any questions, please locate or contact Captain Senria of the Peacekeepers.
//PM me during this week, or if next week, find me IG
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A rather massive half orc asks around Oscura if someone would be willing to allow him in to speak with the Herald for citizenship. He offers twenty gold to whoever opens the gates to him.
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ol'Ronus was seen passing through the city headed out to the lower tunnles,olny to head back through battred an bleding on his was back to the docks muttring of a Drider an spidres in the tunnles,along with somthing sounding like a army of lizard folks.
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Z is seen wandering the streets and alleys of Oscura, a rare sight indeed. With quill pen in hand, he roams the underground city looking at the various buildings and jotting things onto a piece of parchment.
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@a9513cbb0d=Mordechai:
_A tall broad and brawny Halfer is seen roaming the streets of Oscura with a spear over his shoulder and a shank of some type of meat stuck at the end. He often stops to take a bite off the moist and delicious lump mostly nearby where he can listen to the cries of those being publicly beaten for their special crime.
Anyone approaching him about his business are told something to the effect of:
"I eeez Guulde…an Guulde eez Iron Chain Guard hired by hyuz ceeety!"
...despite his claim as a hired guard, he mostly looks like he's a tourist...a hungry tourist..._
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Arak´Hur has been seen entering the tunnels that lead to the Kua Toa for one of his regular patrols. Few hours later he is seen walking the streets of Oscura wounded and with his weapon covered in scales and smeling of sea food
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_Three scratched, bloodied and weary Black Sails stumble through the gates after an investigatory raid into the Kuo Toa caverns. With the recent trouble the city faces from the underdark, a likely assumption to explain the poor state of the trio would be monstrerous spiders, driders, hook horrors or the like, but instead, snippets of the Sails conversation seems to give away something entirely different in nature - undead.
Shuddering remarks about a cold, eerie darkness and ghostly creatures wanting to feast on their souls can be overheard as Jay, Luke and Sabre limp their way back to the docks._
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Though he seems to drift in and out of Justicar's shadow, Mord can often be seen around Oscura. His steps often seem to wander aimlessly but at one point or another he could be spotted in most areas of Oscura.
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A unfamiliar hooded figure seems to follow Justicar around Oscura. The figure speaks quietly with Justicar and seems quite interested in the people of the city.
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Greater numbers of Oscuran Guards can be seen about town, quite a number sporting new uniforms and gear. In addition, seems squads of Gaurds are now stationed at various newly constructed buildings.
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Groups of Iron Chain Clan halfers can be seen entering Oscura to replace others that are returning from a night of patrol in the streets and tunnels of the city.
The group beeing replaced can be seen entering Oscura showing evidence of beeing involved in skirmishes with whatever lurks behind the streets and dark Tunnels
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A tall blonde strides swiftly and purposefully through the gates of Oscura, heading directly to the Mithril Mug. Looking to be somewhere in her forties, the woman is well fit, strong bare arms and legs covered in a multitude of scars and wolf-shaped tattooes. Slung across her back is a long iron spear, tipped with what appears to be a wickedly sharp tooth of some great beast. She seems very much at ease with the mostly dwarven clientel at the Mug, happily ordering a generous amount of ale before enquiring about the whereabouts of Justicar.
//PM to follow, Salsa ^^
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Both Arak´Hur and Grakk of the Iron Chain Clan, have been seen patroling the streets of Oscura. Although not together, they decided to split up in order to cover more ground
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The Black Sails sloop "Zombie Queen" could be seen setting off from the docks recently, returning a couple of days later with a weary and battered crew. Curiously, the only cargo brought back from their unknown destination seems to be a couple of small bundles, wrapped in cloth. Muttering something about "snowballs, fricken boney ponies an' th'cave o' doom", an exhausted looking Sabre soon made her way to the warehouse with the bundles tucked under her arm.
