Whispers at the Fire
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Not long after Aurelia begins her work, a Bloodspear Knight in worn and bloodied armor enters the camp. He wanders about the remains of the battlefield as if lost for a time before finally taking off his cloak and armor to help in disposing of the dead. He gives her only a slight nod, not bothering with words where there is work to be done.
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Aurelia returns to the elven ruins and begins cleaning the mess, she burns anything that can be burned that cannot be simply returned to the earth. All the bodies of the dead are layed to rest atop a mass funeral pyre, any elven bodies recovered are buried deep in the ground and sent with prayers to Corellon. She accepts any offers for assistance in the cleanup hoping that the camp can once again someday be a resting point for travelling elven folk.
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There was quite the stir at the gates to Spellweaver's Keep recently, as a huge warmachine prepared to lay waste to the grand and venerable institution. Through luck or clever forethought, the warmachine's attention was diverted by Attentus just long enough for Ronan to emerge at the scene. The latter floored the giant construct with his spells, but despite fizzling and burning, the machine repaired itself enough to make a quick getaway.
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Aramuil quickly explains to all who ask that the these soldiers are allied with Norwick, and those that wanted to cause trouble have been killed.
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_Those visiting the apothecary find themselves in a crowded room full of … bloodspear soldiers. Trist settles any who might be startled by the sight and explains they are all the wounded from a recent battle and are welcome as per the Norwick Advisor's order. The soldiers are a bit jumpy, but seem simply rather glad to be alive.
Those traveling to the old elf camp find it once again abandoned, though littered the the debris of a recent battle along with a number of unburied dead, who's bodies that were too mangled to be recovered._
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A conversation between a vampiress and an undead hunter in the nars pass was cut short when the tracker Aurelia approached hidden from behind and fired a series of enchanted arrows at the creatures heart with the intent to kill. While every arrow the skilled archer fired struck true, none of them were able to pierce the vampires heart, the Vampire turned on Aurelia with a death spell which by Solonars grace Aurelia was able to overcome before it turned invisible and fled, Ronan was able to persue her and cause enough damage to the undead to force it to vanish and return to its den.
((DM was Caoimh i believe))
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Rumor has it that the Chancellor himself would like to share some words with this C'tan person that is disturbing the wasp-nest called the graveyard.
Militia guards predict another lockdown on the graveyard soon, based on the latest rumors.
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Scattered rumours let on that the good man C'Tan and his party of brave undead fighters stirred up even more trouble of late, in the form of a vampire. Despite several attempts to find the beast's lair in the Norwick crypts, the now annoyed and vengeful bloodsucker is reportedly still at large.
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_A new song is heard around the Norwick campfire, seems "Bob" had some help from Lycka the bard to put words to some of the adventures he had had with C'Tan.
The catchy tune goes something like this:_
Oh, the good man C'Tan,
he went to the woods,
he walked to the graveyard,
he smite all those deadites,
but he fell to a goblin,Oooooh, he fell to a goblin,
Yes a measly little goblin,Oh, the deadies fell at his feet,
the ran from his words,
they just could not take the heat,
but to a goblin he was dead meatOooooh, to a goblin he was meat,
Yes, to a goblin he was meat,Oh, the good man C'Tan,
To the graveyard went,
To a bone dragon he did talk back,
He got out of it with some luck,
But to a goblin he was a sitting duck,Oooooh, to a goblin he was a sitting duck,
Yes, to a goblin he was a sitting duck,Oh, the righteous zeal,
the light burned bright,
he killed those deadites with all his might,
But to a goblin he fled in fright,Ooooh, to a goblin he fled in fright,
Yes, to a goblin he fled in fright,Oh the good man C'Tan,
to the graveyard went,
not caring about the loot,
faced a deadite minotaur so brute,
but to a goblin he was fruit,Ooooh, to a goblin he was fruit,
Yes, to a goblin he was fruit.repeat ad nauseum
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_Aleum is also more than willing to tell about his bits and pieces of the adventure by the fire.He gives a major credit of heroic deeds for those who travelled with him, especiallly to the "holy man of Lathander" as he states it. Also massive minotaur zombie gets a quite a long part out of his story.
About his own part in the encounter, he usually just mentions that he is happy he could do his part by closing down the portal and being able to negotiate the youngster heroes into safety._
(( and yeppers, thanks to DM Ugly from here as well! ))
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During a trip into the graveyard by a small band of young adventurers, a portal of some sort was opened and undead began pouring out. After defeating the many undead and closing the portal the group began to depart, as they were leaving a mysterious headlass messanger arrived and demanded that they not leave without offering the master a sacrifice, the gnome called Aleum volunteered himself on the ground that he speak first to the master, the group argued about it for a while but then conceded to allow the gnome to leave. While the group tried to think of something they could do to save him the ground shook and a summoning circle appeared, moments after a bone dragon the size of a big house appeared and chased the group out of the graveyard. the Scout Aurelia returned to town to seek help and moments after another of the group came in a more panicked state, when the group returned to the graveyard the dragon was gone and the gnome was returned.
((DM was DM Ugly i believe Thanks!))
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Dwin shares some quick quiet words in response ((PM'd))
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When the announcement that Elith has been exicuted, the response is mixed. Dondiah nods and steps up to Ronan or Dwin, who ever is closest and requests to be present at the cremation, if it is permitted
(( Either can pm me the response
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The scout Aurelia managed to spot out of the corner of her eye a strange red glow coming from the small gap of the gates leading to the town hall, she quickly went to investigate and saw there was a red star drawn into the ground, she alerted a few people around the fire that something was amiss. Dietrick and Thorn came along to investigate,several candles appeared around the star, dietrick stepped into it thinking it was a present for him and was sapped of his energy, the ground began to shake, without any strong casters to identify the phenomena Thorn handed Aurelia a scroll of dispelling, she quickly read it and cast dispel at the center of the circle, a small earthquake shook the group off their feet and the circle and candles faded.
((DM was DM Stormbringer, thanks! ))
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_Just after midnight, Dwin and Ronan exit the Inner gates of town and step up the fire.
Ronan announces to anyone that can hear that the Criminal ELith Healinghands has been executed, and that his body will soon be cremated.
<leaving a="" space="" here="" for="" ronan's="" actual="" quote="" if="" he="" wants="" it="" since="" things="" got="" bit="" ooc="" confusing="" last="" night="">After Ronan speaks, the two head off in different directions, Dwin heading back towards the Great Hall.</leaving>_
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Once in a while, the perceptive or observant might feel a hunch of being watched in the wild areas south of Norwick, near the graveyard. Looking around they may spot a glimpse of small shadowy movements through the thick vegetation or hills.
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((the Execution is scheduled for this evening sometime between 9-10pm EST, depending on when we can all get there))
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((Has the execution taken place yet? If not, which DM should I talk to about it?))
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_Tendrils of smoke snake their way to the sky from the south eastern rawlins near the Blood Spear camp. Those scouting the area spot a few scattered patches of once corrupted foliage now alight with bright white searing flames. These small patches burn for the better part of a day, then gutter out without warning leaving nothing but ash and scorched earth behind.
The damage done to the woods as a whole is minimal, but the results are pain to see in these small patches. Nothing survives prolonged exposure to the white flames. Even roots buried deep in the soil are nothing but smoldering cinders afterward._
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The exotic goods merchant Stacey Aldawyn is seen about town making big sales as usual, she happily reminds everyone that if they need restocks of her goods that they can simply ask around for her.
