Tavern Rumors of Peltarch



  • If somebody by chance manages to pay a visit to the caves past where the orcs used to congregate, by the wrecked ship, and heads in to the bottom to see the shrine of Eldath therein… on their way back on the cliff wall, just before they head back up is a section of it COVERED in blood, as if somebody were butchered up against it.

    Blood stains the grass below it too, pooling heavily in one area.

    There are signs of a scuffle in the grass a bit, but more noticeably... the bloody wall seems to have been clawed, scratched, and generally attacked in the process of aforementioned slaughtering... with several almost out of place holes poked into the dirt too...

    How very, very bizarre... and disturbing.

    No bodies can be found in the area, nor signs of magic.



  • _A new story of the hero-Captain of the Defenders is spread through the taverns, once again it all starts from the Dancing Mermaid. The tale takes a peculiar edge where it describes thoroughly a great silver Dragon stood before Captain Aelthas and his wife. It goes on about the nature of such Dragons, and their goodness and how remarkably decent they are - and on how such a rare honour would befit only the most supremely mighty or chivalrous of Men.

    The tale of Aelthas and the Shield Dragon takes place on a ~stormy~ night, rain is spoken of as though it lashed through howling winds upon the Captain and the Dragon, while the words they spoke in heroic loud voices to one another were of a bold plan to rid Narfell of the darkest peril to plague us all since the N'Jast! Elidur's version of the tale includes a bright full moon reflecting her heavenly light off of both the great Silver and Aelthas' Defender armour - making it out to be that Selune herself blessed the two most noble warriors, as they spoke, and planned truly against the villains of today~._



  • Gastrognome and Peltarchian citizen Perriwig P. Doubleday is clearly up to something. Scampering about the city with his gnomish companions, suspicions may be aroused by the false moustaches which both he and the ladyfolk wear, which appear to be attached to false noses and pairs of heavy, black-rimmed spectacles. These lurking, scheming gnomes, seemingly think that they've gone under 'deep-cover', being quite undetectable by lumbering tall-folk without any wits about them. Quite what they are up to is difficult to discern - but something is certainly cooking!



  • There seems to have been a heated discussion between a redbearded Gondar and the Captain of the Defenders, with the local magistrate somewhat involved. The name "Dentin Strauss" was brought up several times, and a couple of threats may have been made in the group…



  • Anyone near the commons would hear tales of a petite sailor woman, an engineer battlepriest with a thick red beard, the drinking of acid, and the Black Knight of Peltarch.



  • Belma'r stops by for a visit and tries to dazzle the newborn with a small light show. He also seems to be wondering what kind of grand adventures the kid is going to have, doing a detect magic looking for "blood magic" as he calls it in the little one.



  • Raúl's been seen less lately both as defender and as civilian, clearly spending time home with Marie and his son. Though on the few ocasions he's seen outside the apartment, he seems to be happy and radiant and boasting about his son


  • Legion

    Marty has been seen rushing nervously around town before and after the birth. She seems to be rushing back and forth between Marie and the markets fetching various items … most of which not necessarily useful for a new mother or baby. Most of it seems to be panic shopping. Good listeners will hear her muttering prayers in Hin as she scurries about.



  • _Word goes around about the city's latest citizen, a young hin born to Marie and Raul of the Defenders. Apparently the birth went well, and mother and son are recovering in their apartment.

    He has the eyes of his father, and the kick of his mother, if you believe what she says about the little tyke before he came out.

    Visitors are more than welcome to come and see them._



  • A bald man with a thick red beard is seen around the commons. Around his neck hangs a symbol of Gond, and he seems to have many Alchemical substances in bottles hanging from his belts. Some would swear they heard the name "Dentin" mentioned…



    • A barbaric man has been seen walking through the streets of Peltarch, a disgusted look on his face.. Seems the city did not please him*


  • ::Mariston is seen leaving the city, his steed packed with a large quantity of travelling gear, it seems he may be away for some time::



  • _Rumour begins to spread trough the city about an attack at the crossroads. It is said that a group of Peltarch Defenders attacked and slaughtered a group of unarmed travellers making camp there, an event with several witnesses. When these witnesses moved to intervene, the group fled and escaped however. The bodies of the unfortunate victims were burned.

    Stranger still is that when the group returned, reinforced by a priest of Tempus to perhaps divine something from the battle that happened, there was no trace to be found it ever did. No blood, no bodies, no pyre.. nothing.

    Did the attack really happen, or was it all an elaborate illusion. But created by who? And why?_



  • In the midst of all of the tension, Elidur has been out and about making sure everyone knows the 'good' points. Whether these are true, or false is anyone's guess. But his efforts to make peace and reconcile the people continue. It's also in this time that he personally makes wide suggestions of joining the City Guards and Defenders - after all, as he says, they're the only job in the city that won't burn out.



  • The Defenders seem to be a bit more active of late, large contingents of Ignismons Vets seem to gather just inside the south gate as if preparing for a battle. Captain Aelthas can be seen talking to his men and women, but no order seems to be heard about entering the city at all. Perhaps it's just a training exercise. Although tensions seem to be high even amongst the Defenders.



  • Word has quickly spread that the Senate has rejected the compromise proposal of the League of Guilds. When the news reached the Pissing Goat Inn, rioting quickly spread from there across the entire Docks District. Guards rushed to seal the District to prevent rioteers spreading to the rest of the City and are still struggling to contain the unrest. The League of Guilds has yet to issue any official response, but they have reconvened their meeting in the Seafarers Guildhall, well fortified against the chaos outside, to deliberate on their next move. Few expect them to simply acquiesce to the Senate's demands that trade stop. In the meantime, General Ash has advised citizens to stay clear of the Docks unless they have pressing business that takes them there.



  • In the aftermath of the meeting between the Senate and the Guilds, Adrian has been quickly visiting a number of families, artisans, nobles and others.



  • _Young Ludwig of Snydders family has lately been seen often at commons, mostly discussing with others about city politics, internal security and especially about the trade and how it might be affected by current issues with Oscura.

    What makes the thing bit unordinary is that earlier this young gentleman of wealthy merchant family has mostly stayed out of public._



  • _The League of Guilds meeting finally concluded after some lengthy discussions between the Senate and the Guilds, when Rath Ashald exited the building to address the unruly crowds gathered to jeer at the Senate. He informed them that the Guilds have proposed a compromise to the Senate, which will be voted on shortly.

    Tensions have abated briefly for now, though all eyes are once again turned to City Hall._



  • Rumor quickly finds it's way about that Jerrick of the circle, deserter of the Legion? , was involved in a heated debate with a Druid of small stature known for caring for the various flower patches of Peltarch, about some new apprentice of his, an Aurlite Druid.

    Some say the Aurlite was right there the whole time, too!

    The conversaion started in that leafyrustling gibberish the Druids speak, then went into common for everyone to hear.