3. ::New rumours heard in the Mermaid::

::New rumours heard in the Mermaid::


  • Gildor isn't hiding her joy about the news regarding the Beshaban b!+<#


  • Said Beshaban b!+<# was carried into the city by Captain Anakore of the Cerulean Knights, and taken to the temple of Tyr for last rites and burial.

  • T

    Amist the upheaval with the unaligned Defenders forming up in the streets rumors of a duel between Nars folk and one of Peltarch's own esteemed citizens. The victor, identified as Gailyn, challenged the Nars merchant because the Nars man was harassing an unarmed and unarmored elven woman. The nerve of those savages! Perhaps we've finally had enough of those barbarians and that's what all the fuss is about! When asked about it Gailyn waves dismissively with a grim demeanor mumbling about a Beshaban b!+<# interfering!

  • T

    (this poem was inspired by an annonymously authored Holocaust poem, which I think is titled "I Said Nothing".)

    Tacked to the doors and walls of the city, the following poem is scattered throughout all districts of Peltarch and the Town of Jiyyd.

    _The Price of Nothing

    They arrived in the city and gathered disciples together to pray
    A cathedral of domination and standing just inside the lines
    Their hearts black we knew it only boded things of evil
    Suspecting their plots and plans they made from cover of shadows

    But we said nothing

    They sought and acted to create dissention amongst ourselves
    The city heart filling with growing doubt along the lake shores
    And infighting arose and we knew where the roots of it lay
    The source of the black poison that filled the hearts of the foundation

    But still we said nothing

    Then they began to seek out the attackers of our chosen leaders
    In strange curiosity and growing interest in the violent actions
    Wishing maybe to aid and remove our lawmakers and protectors
    Exchanging them for a chosen of their pack of abusive hands

    And yet still we said nothing

    They gather power through disciples
    They create dissention amongst us
    They act to replace what is ours with theirs

    They do this from the shadows
    We know the truth
    But have no proof of it

    Are our hands truly bound from action?

    All we do is wait

    And still we say nothing

    Tomorrow
    They will force us
    To serve
    To fear
    To submit

    With their wills in mind and not our own
    For this is what we wait

    The price of nothing

    Soon we will be unable to say anything at all

    The Raven of the Menagerie_

  • E

    Rumor has it that a man was brought to the commons stark naked after trying to rob and forcefully bed a woman. Seems a Deacon Sterr, and Drelan Ashire were able to contain the man and keep him from fleeing until a proper guard could be roused. Whether or not the man ever made it to the prision considering the restricted access currently, is unknown. The woman seemed was shaken, but was tended to and should be fine.


  • A giant, clawed burrowing creature has been causing havoc in the commerce district, it's hideous appearance causing panic in the common folk. The guard were unable to catch the creature as it fled off. Rumors that the creature was actually an insane, transformed wizard who is currently wanted by the city are yet to be confirmed.

  • E

    At least one person, Drelan Ashire, seems evidentally not afraid of the defenders that have so kindly placed themselves in almost corner of the city and ran everyone out of their areas and sometimes homes. Whether he's just stupid, or wishes to die is yet to be seen, though he seems very intent on reaching the docks for some ceremony that he complains he has been unable to do the past days in honor of the lady of the lance board due to the disrespectful unworthy as he calls them. He has asked to speak to their commanding officers multiple times since most as he says, do not have enough pride or courage to even give their names but so far he has been refused audience.


  • D_Damien has recently been telling a story of a Kobold that sings hangiing around the western gates. He claims he heard it and tried to speak with it but understably it ran off. He has offered a drink to anyone that can provide him with further information on the kobold._


  • @c18bfa2f4c=Shaggy311:

    Rumors are that two succubuses appeared in the center of the commerce district. Lookin' like two naked women, they came and attacked two men. Both men were overwhelmed, but some of the women in the Mermaid were not too convinced they put up a decent fight.

    And somewhere in the great gaming hall in the sky Bromely looks for Kanen.

  • H

    _A heavily armored dwarf is see walking up to the bar and banging his hand on the table. He places an order for ale and mutter to keep them coming.

    As he drinks he keeps looking around, and jumps anytime he hears a word that sounds like "awaken".

    He continues to down the ales and glance about the tavern, as if making sure nothing sneaks up on him._


  • The paladin Mariston Thel is seen around the city a shield never from his arm, the shield is covered in a cloth with Torms holy symbol emblazoned upon it. The young paladin looks rather preoccupied. Also for a time a strange light encompassed the paladin.

  • S

    Corpses line Bard Street in the Commerce District, and soldiers in green armor keep a silent vigil over the bloody cobblestones as night falls. Rumours spread of a wounded Senator being carried off by his wife to a quiet home; little more is said but some note that Daisy appears to have left the temple.


  • Rumors are that two succubuses appeared in the center of the commerce district. Lookin' like two naked women, they came and attacked two men. Both men were overwhelmed, but some of the women in the Mermaid were not too convinced they put up a decent fight.


  • Deacon smirks

    Seems de nosy bards getting it soon..

    Glad ah became a sailor instead of 'n bard..

    He then adresses a passerby

    Ah cin sing ye know.. Wan' te hear?..

  • T

    *A new song is posted about the city of Peltarch in the same fashion as the previous songs: Under the cover of night, and pinned to the sides of buildings with arrows. However, this time… the song has a decidedly different spirit to it... *

    _Three thirty in the morning,
    Not a soul in sight,
    The city’s lookin’ like a ghost town
    On a moonless summer night.
    Raindrops on the warriors shield,
    There’s a storm moving in.
    He’s headin’ back to some place
    That he never should have been.
    But the bards will know.
    But the bards will know.

    Every light is burnin’
    In the house’s of the town.
    He’s pacin’ by the seashore
    with his cloak hood pulled down.
    Askin’ for miracle,
    Hopin’ that he’s right,
    Prayin’ that the shadow’s
    keep him safe throughout the night.
    And the bards will know.
    And the bards will know.

    (chorus)
    The bards will know,
    And the Bard shall strike.
    To the killers he’ll show
    his anger this night,
    As his song rings forth
    Out of his soul
    Deep in their hearts
    The bards will know.

    Now they’re waiting in their alley’s
    When he walks off towards the dock.
    They rush him with blades high
    A ravenous flock.
    But on the wind that night
    A strange new song was heard
    And the lightnin’ flashes in his eyes
    And they knew the final word.
    And the bards will know.
    And the bards will know.

    (chorus)
    The bards will know,
    And the Bard shall strike.
    To the killers he’ll show
    his anger this night,
    As his song rings forth
    Out of his soul
    Deep in their hearts
    The bards will know.

    They run back down their alley’s
    To that shady inn door.
    They head up towards their boss,
    Hiding on the second floor.
    Telling the boss at the table,
    They won’t do this again.
    Cause tonight will be the last time
    that they’ll ever do that sin.

    Cause the bards will know.
    Cause the bards will know.

    Nighthawk of the Menagerie_

  • N

    Rumors spreads of a girl who was seen running through the area covered from head to toe in mud screaming "I'VE BEEN JYNXED!"

    According to the rumors, she was wearing only rags and was covered so completely in mud that it was impossible to discern her facial features or hair color, or even her race, only that she was, in fact, female.

    When asked what had happened she exclaims wildly:

    "I've been JYNXED! I fell asleep with all my belongings. Gold, clothes, weapons, armor, everything! When I woke up I was miles from where I was camping. I awoke in a large puddle of mud. There was a man standing over me dressed in all black. I could barely see his face, but I think he had white hair."

    "He said, 'FOR YOUR SINS YOU HAVE BEEN JYNXED!'. Then he disappeared into the darkness."

    When asked which way and where, she she vaguely points off into the distance and then runs away. She hasn't been seen since.

  • T

    _under the cover of shadows, a new song is posted throughout peltarch, once again pinned to the sides of buildings by non-descript arrows.

    Ode to the Lady of Masked Shadows

    Traveling streets unknown
    Mists of desperation and despair
    There is something unsettling
    And evil thick in the city air

    Crawling through the shadows
    Like a thief in the middle night
    Seeking chaos and discord
    For its own warped delight

    Kindred of the endless blood thirst
    Silencer of the songs that Birds sing
    Only to hide in their underground labyrinth
    Once the morning bells begin to ring

    She hides behind a coward’s mask
    Of shadows opaque and hatred deep
    Allow no one in your safe castle
    And protect your souls within the keep

    Rebirth and resurrection will not be yours
    The flow of blood will be stemmed
    The hunter will be come the hunted
    To you I sing, the lady of the damned_


  • Deacon can be seen walking around with a gigantic grin on his face, everytime the urchins sing the song around him, often rewarding them with more than a few gold coins. He asks who wrote the song but more than often the urchins lose their tongue

    Well'n, ye jus' tell tha person ah'm mighty fancyin' de song, me thanks!

    And with that he uncorks a bottle of ale, the gigantic grin ever present

  • Peltarch Far Scouts

    It seems a small group of street urchins have been bribed to follow about Captain Deacon Sterr whenever he is within the city, singing a most interesting and many would say, inappropriate song (especially considering the ages of the troubadors singing it!). Anyone who takes the time to scribe down the song would hear the following:

    ((OOC- I've been studying sea chanties, but yet to come up with an original piece myself. However, during my studies I came upon this particular song which I thought would be highly appreciated by FUArch. I hope he and everyone else enjoys it!))

    All For Me Grog
    ((Traditional Sea Chanty - As sung by Captain Jesse Schaffer ))

    _It's all for me grog, me jolly, jolly grog,
    All gone for beer and tobacco.
    Spent all me tin on the lassies drinking gin,
    And across the western ocean I must wander.

    Where are me boots, me noggy noggy boots,
    They've all gone for beer and tobacco.
    The leather's kicked about and the soles are all worn out,
    And my toes are looking out for better weather.

    Where is me shirt, me noggy noggy shirt,
    It's all gone for beer and tobacco.
    The collar's all worn out and the front is kicked about,
    And my tails are looking out for better weather.

    Where is me bed, me noggy noggy bed,
    It's all gone for beer and tobacco.
    I lent it to a whore and now it's all a-wore,
    And the springs are looking out for better weather.

    Where is me wench, me noggy noggy wench,
    She's all gone for beer and tobacco.
    Her lips are all worn out and her front is kicked about,
    And her tail is looking out for better weather.

    I feel sick in the head and I haven't been to bed,
    Since first I came ashore with me plunder.
    I see centipedes and snakes and I'm full of pains and aches,
    And I think that I should push out over yonder._


  • _Nate Wingates and Roubanes Heartwell were seen leaving the morgue, surrounded by a group of commoners. Men, women, children, all in ragged clothing, screaming and shouting gleefully "Ahh, light!"

    Nate and Roubanes then re-entered the morgue only to emerge an hour later carrying bodies of undead, robed men, and dead victims.

    Rumours have it that a group of necromancers we're holding them captive below the morgue._