Tavern Rumors of Peltarch



  • This thread is for all rumors going through the various Taverns in Peltarch. If you wish to designate a SPECIFIC tavern this rumor is going through, simply note it at the top of your post such as:

    @0025d93146:

    Heard in the Lucky Ferret

    Luke likes laying with lucy Longlegs's lamprey

    Otherwise, assume that if you frequent any particular tavern in Peltarch you would have heard the rumor.

    Remember, this is a rumor thread. That means two things. One, not everything said in here HAS to be absolutely true, though should have some hint of truth. Two, please no extremely long rants or conversations. Small comments is one thing, but if you want any sizable response please make a secondary post to do such.

    Link to the old Mermaid Rumor Thread
    Link to the old Lucky Ferret Rumor Thread



  • Rumor has it that Dame Jasmine emerged from the sewer entrance covered in filth, and dragging a fuzzy ear the size of a chair behind her. Word had it she took a dip in the Ice Lace, and headed to the bath house for a lengthy stay.



  • Pale as death and covered in his own blood, a High Hold soldier known to some as Eric stumbles into the Commons. There, he collapses, managing to wheeze out a warning about devils to the small party present before losing conciousness.



  • *Rumors circulate through the Mermaid about a magical battle occurring in the Commons a night or so ago. A hooded figure in black robes was seen rolling a barrel into the center of the Commons and then fleeing to the west. When Raryldor opened the barrel, he was attacked by a Black Pudding. A brief fight in which numerous spells were cast destroyed the Pudding just outside the Mermaid's door.

    Peltarch guards investigated, and called on Cerulean Shesarai to check for magic. Though some footprints were found, they disappeared northwest of the Commons. Somewhat later, Shesarai warned patrons in the Mermaid not to enter the sewers. The place was infested with rats (many more than normal, she said), oozes, slithering trackers and some Jubilex Cultists. A drow assassin also was mentioned.


    AubreyMaturin*



  • Crazy rumours circulate about talking animals wandering the city streets - dogs, cats, even a big brown bear! Either the circus is in town or those good for nothing druids are at it again, mutter some of the more sour disposed, while hopeful children may well roam the streets looking for their very own talking kitty cat.



  • A handful of wide-eyed commoners insist that they saw a dragon, smack in the middle of the city, in broad daylight. A ~dragon~!!! Some say the beast had enthralled a small group lead by Jasmine, while others claim it must surely have threatened to eat babies unless the group heeded its monsterous bidding! A few less hysterical bystanders may have noted the copper scales of the dragon, as well as a rather diminuative size.... suggesting a much reduced level of danger.



  • Maeve of High Hold has once more been seen around town, this time conversing with Princess Fisher and her friends before enjoying the Mermaid's best cuisine. Some time later, the parties reunited at the commons, where Maeve was presented with a pair of exquisite harps. Rumours suggest troublesome giant activity along the High Hold traderoute as a possible explaination for the visit.



  • From being lost, it seems some of Peltarch's heroes are a bit 'too' found - at least if you believe those who claim to have seen not one, but two Jonni Aelthassons outside the Lighthouse temple. Not only that, but a few of the drinkers at the Ferret insist there was also two Jasmines on scene - one living and one dead. Until suddenly, there was just one!



  • For months, they were missing - some of the city's most noticable city employees including Princess Bess Fisher herself, Kingsguard Erurk Hurgenpox, Cerulean Knights Jonni Aelthasson and Sheserai Foutopolis, Far Scout commander Vick Blake, Defender Scott Grimm and Guard Jasmine. The crack team, accompanied by Garen and Isolde Garibaldi, were presumed dead by most, following a raid on a devil-infested cavern where the wanted criminal Alfrick Visum was located. The team were lost in a cave-in, but mysteriously reemerged several months later in a state of severe dehydration and starvation - with Alfrick Visum, successfully apprehended.

    While the city rejoices at the return of its heroes, it's difficult to deny that there has also been a noticable return of some very peculiar happenings. A floating ferret was reputedly spotted in the docks, and some gossips vehemently claim it the work of Aelthasson, who they insist has a floating dog pet and indeed the power of animal levitation at hand. The curious newspapers are back too, and a smooth male voice pours like syrup through the Peltarch Times WWD...



  • In further news from the outbacks, the small village of Sweetwater is reported having been struck by ill tidings, first in its missing arcanist and then some manner of ailment befalling its people. Rumors claim a party lead by Princess Fisher herself located the arcanist at the bottom of his own enchanted tower, though what the precise nature of the calamity was is as yet untold.

    The word around Peltarch itself is sure to include the recent lockdown of the Docks district by captain Gerald Fortesque, following trouble at the Lighthouse temple, likewise barred from entry. Vague rumours stir of a hostage crisis within, resolved through the combined work of several city employees, not least the Knights of the Cerulean Stars.



  • News from the rural township of Honeyfield mention an incident with the wanted criminal Alfrick Visum, former Knight of the Cerulean stars. A contingent of four star Ceruleans and a party lead by princess Fisher seem to have failed in apprehending Visum, though stopped the unspecified calamity within Honeyfield. Rumours speak of a church defiled and townspeople possessed by dark magic.



  • Word spreads the Commander Blake is looking for a master smith capable of working Adamantine. Possible payment in Mithril if the item meets his expectations.


  • Narfell DM

    While the word goes around of orcs multiplying their numbers exponentially in the Giantspires... rumors spread among the commoners of the Jewel about a party of battered adventurers that returned from a long expedition to the Underdark. Scandalmongers swear having seen a certain enormous half orc was "crumbling himself" like a statue when he arrived carriying a scantly clad dark elf over his shoulder. The dark, shorter than any other elf known in the surface, was struggling to set herself free from the hands of the half-orc, very poorly indeed, as her fingertips appeared to be broken.

    The same scandalmongers quickly talk about a human, that looked like a monk-mushroom-lover, because his pupils were wide-dilated, he was cracking his knuckles joyfully while walking infront of Commander Vick and the Cerulean Fourth Star Shesaira. Some say that one of the last two (hard to tell who) was swearing about mummies, tendrils, gnomes and darkness. It is also said that a dwarf was walking triumphantly as if what they did, what ever they actually did nowhere, was of much rejoice, possibly kickig some asses out there.

    Finally, the very same scandalmogers swear having spotted a well known female hin, singing a song that involved the word Butts and her survival to a gang of very huge creatures, but this is a rumor in second degree because everyone quickly lost sight of the little one.


  • Narfell PL

    Magistrate Cecil is walking the city in ... clothes. His armor stowed safely in his apartment, and his sword wrapped in an oilskin over it's scabbard, uttering creative Illuskanese swears...


  • Narfell DM

    Among the thick layer of rust that covers most of the Commerce District of Peltach, attentive walkers could read here and there, like if the letters were drawn with a careless finger: "P r Of F EsS i O N A L s S T R I K e A Gai N. . . !"



  • Rust exploded in the city. Rumors run rampant and are easy to see as rust covers most surfaces in the city. Monsters seem to have been attracted by it and stormed the city in waves, damaging anything metal as the guard and citizens tried to drive them off. Rumors purport that Leandro has returned to the city and unleashed this vile storm that rose above the city like a plague cloud and focused eventually just outside the western walls. The spinning cloud of dust spawned innumerable creatures the adventurers and city employees slew and drove off in hordes. There are even tales of a demonic presence driving the storm to greater and greater fury....but in the end all settle once again. The city remains coated in a layer of rust and still there is damage to metal as if something tried to eat it. And Leandro? who knows where he disappeared too and why he caused this mess....


  • Narfell DM

    The King has named his second son Kasimir Fisher. Despite the son's early youth, the King has hired private educators to teach the boy languages, history, and arithmetic.

    [DM Xanatos Gambit]


  • Narfell DM

    Rumors spread about two large explosions coming from inside the Town Hall during midnight. Apparently, after the commotion, troops, both guardsmen and even defenders, were mobilized to occupy and safeguard the emblematic building of the city. No martial law was stablished though.

    Some words are constantly passed through between commoners and drunkards. These are: Kingsguard, The Princes, Guard Inspector, Thrones, Ruins, Evacuations, A Dwarf, Shadow Magic, Boom. Whatever they mean it’s up to the pedestrian to understand.



  • A large explosion goes off in the Commons in the middle of the day. Word spreads the explosion was caused by the dwarf Brumir after an old man was passing gas of his own. Apparently, it was a matter of pride for the dwarf and he would not be outdone by some old long-legger.



  • The strange newspapers keep turning up; under benches, in gutters and on windowsills, fluttering down cobbled streets and strewn across the city by some invisible hand - for no criers hand these old-looking rags out, nor are they printed by the Peltarch Times, whose editor and chief Lorelai Phinkwell vehemently denies any links to it. The news they bring is oddly bizarre: who in their right mind would believe there's a second Ashald park, adjecent to the real one, but forbidden for all bar the mystery hooded figures the paper is sure to include and in the same sentence, instruct readers to not think or ask about? While some people dismiss the mystery rag outright as a hoax, others murmur with uncertainty. Wasn't there a rumour about an ~actual~ floating pet hanging around the Mermaid, eerily similar to the peculiar paper's story of Freckles, the floating latrine cat?