Tavern Rumors of Peltarch
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_Sirion pukes all over the commons for nearly two days straight and doesn't die.
Other spellcasters vomit as well, but none for as long.
It's almost impressive.
And incredibly gross._
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general Grag is seen entering the temple of Triad it iis rumored he had a long prayer with Daisy and other Tyr devotees*
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Olwyn Wyvernskull, devout paladin of Helm, reads the note wearing a solemn expression. She takes a note of the three names listed on the appended sheet and marches off to find them.
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A board is leaned up against the inside of one of the mermaid walls before/until its removed. A piece of parchment nailed to it.
In charcoal a name is written and plenty of paper is left as if indicating others should list as well.
From Norwick Now Safe
Corwin A.
Havon(( Hereafter is Syied's editing. ))
_An additional parchment is placed beside the list, reading:
"We are attempting to rally refugees and survivors from Norwick into what we will call the Norwick Remnant. All may apply. We seek to ensure our own survival and that of Peltarch. Contact Ardent, Arlan, or Havon."_
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Having allowed sufficient time for the popularity of the catchy song about the praises of Aerdrie as composed and sung by Bon settle in with the unwashed masses, the Winged Brother Therean leads a brief procession of music through the districts of the city to attract some interest, culminating with a brief sermon upon the marketplace soapbox and a question and answer period should any people be interested in what he has to say.
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_Rumors circulate around the Commerce District that an Elf, calling himself Imril, is interested in anyone who might have information on where to find large groves or stands of Maple trees. He claims to offer any lumberer, woodsman, or Ranger with such knowledge 20 gold for such information.
Also, it is heard that an Elf with a red cloak has been seen buying every kettle, pot, and large bowl he can get his hands on._
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_Possibly in search of those skeletal pirates, a large group of determined-looking adventurers sallied forth from the temple of the Triad; shining knights and squires of the Order alongside plucky, rightsized people of the Valley, staltwart members of the Legion, the Defenders and a stalking ranger. Indeed, their path lead through the city and out towards the farmsteads and the shipwreck, where they entered the misty caverns at the base of the sheer cliffside.
Two days later, the commons are treated to the rare sight of a fullplated knight all but skipping past, long braid dancing as she sings:_
"Ding, dong, the witch is dead!"
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Inside the inns, everyone has a new story to tell. One of the most popular afirms a ghost was seen flying up into the dark skies of the night.
Another one tells how a black haired woman was witnessesd to have draged two dead bodies into the Temple of the Triad.
And last but not least, it is said that the old shipwrack was inhabited with some skeletal pirates!
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During a patrol of the sewers beneath Peltarch, a party consisting of Ashena, Fabian, Romulus, Mystic and Rasuil encountered a well organized group of eight armed men. They appeared to be from Easting Reach, a notorious pirate hangout. They certainly looked like pirates.
Their leader gave the name Henry Tazzletoff and said he was a professional treasure hunter looking for treasure. He seemed nervous and eager to get away from us. None of the men took any hostile action and there were no city officials among us so we had no authority to detain them. After warning them to put away their weapons before going up into the streets, they were allowed to pass. A complete search of the sewers and barrows beneath turned up nothing unusual.
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Character: Romulus Grey
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A caravan wreck was found burning not far beyond the city's Southern Walls. After an apparent attack by Kobolds, the wreck was cleared up and Moira was escorted into the Magistrate building by a Defender Officer, only to emerge an hour or so later.
Moira stopped to converse with a handful of others at the gates before heading further South.
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::The dutiful Defender Shallyah hasn't been seen at her post for a couple of months, and is nowhere to be found. Being one that avoids spotlights and prefers to be discrete, probably there isn't any real gossip about it, but one or another voice could be heard about seeing her leaving in a ship with a few others like the aspirant to hero Mike Bin, or Val, the redhead bard. And while these did return in the same ship they left, the ashen-haired warrioress has not::
_Approximately three months after she was last seen, Shallyah returns through the main gates of Peltarch. Her armor looks battleworn and stained with sunburn, hailstorm and dry dark blood, seeming to need badly the services of a smith. At her back, however, her Great Axe shines in pristine condition, clean and sharp, ready for battle. Next to it she carries a heavy backpack. From its top whatever it's being carried sticks out, not fitting completely inside - what seem to be some large metal pieces, well wrapped and held together, envelopped into a black blanket.
Like her armor, she looks quite worn, as if she hadn't been eating or bathing properly in the time she's been away, but she walks with her head tall and with firm step. No serious injury can be noticed, neither in her body, her mind or her morale as she heads straight into the Defender Headquarters._
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Ky'Amendos stops by the orphanage and drops off two bags there with a message that the bags are donated in memory of Telli Thunden and that the kids should enjoy the contents and give a prayer of thanks to her.
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Two women were filled missing, last days.
Marta, a waitress at the Memaid and Gilda, a local florist.
What is suposed to be Marta's body showed up by the shores, one day later. Her arms ripped off, and her face fleshless.
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To see the Tormish slime busters Ashena Teroldys and Celia St Clair enter the sewers is a wholly uncommon and ungossipworthy sight in itself - however, this time they and their party of merry men exited in a bloodied and tattered shape, the conversation hushed before prayers were said, steel was sharpened and the party promptly reentered the stinking below with determined steps. Clearly something needed an extra dose of smiting!
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Occasionally, Elena can be seen making her rounds especially around the docks area in the evenings, sometimes in the dead of night, with a glowing orb floating beside her and a hand laid upon the holy symbol worn around her neck, a look of intense concentration on her face.
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::The dutiful Defender Shallyah hasn't been seen at her post for a couple of months, and is nowhere to be found. Being one that avoids spotlights and prefers to be discrete, probably there isn't any real gossip about it, but one or another voice could be heard about seeing her leaving in a ship with a few others like the aspirant to hero Mike Bin, or Val, the redhead bard. And while these did return in the same ship they left, the ashen-haired warrioress has not::
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A tall dark-haired elf is seen asking around for the commander of the Ceruleans. H says he needs some information that might be foundin their records.
// Please shoot me a PM if there is no way to meet up IG.
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_A dark quiet man shadows the penguin, showing himself and spooking ne'er do well teens when they inevitably get the idea to attack the altruistic bird
Those with the eyes to spot him would notice he has a small smile as he watches the children scamper for the sweeties_
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A penguin drags a large basket of lollipops around town, clumsily tossing sweets with it's flippers to all the boys and girls. It makes a special visit to the orphanage. Every now and then it will perform impressive acrobatic feats and squark out the tune of a solstace song.
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Serina Reign can be seen going about emotionelessly collecting the names of the dead from the battle. She copies the names, the form of death and what gods they worshipped for the ones that are known. She then sprinkles a mixture of ash and dusted bone over the names. Only after recording all the names does she offer what assistance she can to the survivors.
