Whispers at the Fire
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a bit of a ruckus occured when a fire elemental appear out of a torch held by man at the fireplace by Gemli, it seems the fireman had been trapped and granted the man two wishes for freeing him, the mere precense of the fireman caused several fires which were put out by recruit Bob and several others that happened to be gathered by the fire at the time
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Bob enters from the south gate and marches to the fire
Be careful down the woods. Seems the gobers be 'avin a meet of some sort down deep south way. Most the gobers from the south and west seem ta be gatherin' down there.
((likely to return to normal after the next server reset, Ye Olde spawn gathering all spawns in one area))
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Cyrian has been seen lately staring into a large golden mirror often before and after his shifts. While it is difficult to tell if the man has discovered a newfound sense of vanity or if there is something much deeper involved is hard to tell. Anyone with two eyes can tell that the mirror must be extremely valueable, and anyone who has known Cyrian for a while can tell that the mirror seems to calm the Militia Lieutennants nerves. Needless to say the guard seems much more calm and approachable after he has gazed into the mirror. He keeps it on him at all times and has a very secure container to keep it safe.
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A somewhat pale and timid elf has been seen near the campfire from time to time. She seems scared or unsure of people, keeps her distance and doesn’t really speak unless spoken too. She sort of looks like she spent the last few decades in a crypt or mortuary.
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Rhiannon was indeed seen and heard with Dondiah during the performance, complete with whip and all.
Shortly thereafter she is not seen with a heavy looking flail at her side, and a new instrument in hand. A beautiful Lyre she cannot seem to put down for her love of it.
She is also wearing new blue armor, and a clothing aficionado might recognize the "Nightingale" set from Peltarch.
All things added up, it seems the young Bardic Sorceress must have been on a very lucrative adventure, or recieved a VERY generous tip for a performance.
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_Those at the fire last evening were entertained by several songs and dances by Rhiannon and a combined show of the singing talents of Rhiannon and the now-permitted-to-dance-nude Dondiah. It was reported she did dance nude with bells on her wrists and ankles as Rhiannon sang a jaunting happy tale about drinking to much. The area between stanzas filled with the crack of her mighty whip and the jingling of bells. Good times were had by all in attendence except perhaps Aramuil who averted his gaze the entire time.
The ladies were encouraged to a repeat performance._
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A column of magical light appeared from Norwick and those that ran to see what was up saw a brief confrontation between the Keeper and Commander of the Shield of Spellweaver and two women, a mage and a cleric of Talos. The talossan was beaten off by the Commander, Sara, and the other three came to an accord and moved on.
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_The apothecary's seems to have been the stage for the most recent encounter with the female vampire, the walls and floorboards of both the resting area and the main room all bearing telltale scorch marks. The door to the resting area seems to have been battered from the inside by an axe, though whoever did the chopping clearly lacked the strenght to do any real damage to the now soot-covered door.
The vampire is said to have fled the building at sunset, only narrowly escaping the angry and partially burnt group of persuers. A pale and shaken Lycka was then prompty escorted to the temple of Kelemvor by Aelthas, Rhistin and Ronan.
Over the following days, Aelthas is never far from his wife's side, always keeping a protective eye on the young bard and ushering her into the temple of Kelemvor as soon as the sun begins to set._
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_Popular rumour has it that the devout undead fighting Lathandrite priest C'Tan Sunburn recently tried to hug a vampire. The undead female clearly didn't return his affections, turning to mist in his arms as dawn rose over the treetops of Norwick.
On a more serious note, it is said that two guardsmen and the fighter known as Bob were possessed or charmed by said female, though the effects of the spell were later dispelled by the bard Lycka and healer Tristina. The clifftop near the great hall and the grass underneath it all bear signs of scorching, reportedly from frequent use of fire magicks during the encounter with the vampire._
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Over the last few days, a rather pale skinned man in old armour has been seen around the Norwick fire conversing with those gathered, always leaving before the sunrise. What exactly he wanted remains a mystery to anyone who wasn't there.
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_Of further note, one recent disturbance occurred in the east of Norwick's valley where a fair-sized group of children cornered three other children. The larger group taunted and accused the three of being changelings just like one that was involved with the disappearance of a local farming couple.
This was more than mere childhood bullying…it's outcome tragic. When a guard approached to break up the commotion, one of the three cornered children unleashed magical missiles, killing one his accusers. Before the guard could act, the child unleashed a second set of magical missiles on the guard too. Injured, the guard had no choice but to strike the aggressor down. The child who cast the magical missiles turned to a small dummy made of twigs and sticks tied together when killed. The other two children who had been cornered ran away as did those who had cornered them.
Later, the body of a girl who was one of the two cornered who got away is found at the bottom of the cliff. The small footprints at the top would suggest that a small number of other children, likely those who done the cornering, struck again. None of them will squeal on the others and most of the parents providing alibis for their own children, leaves the exact who-dunn-it a mystery.
The girl's body never reverted into straw or sticks...like a changeling's would have._
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Parsley can be seen chewing on his carved ivory pipe while absently tossing pebbles into the fire. His normally cheerful face somber.
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Following the trip to the Lost City, Gears' usual spot at his favorite tree remains empty. Though not entirely unusual, especially given his latest disappearing-reappearing acts, as the days go on without a glimpse of the white-blond halfling his presence begins to seem more obvious. Some mutter that they're better off without him there to make undue trouble, though Selene sighs a bit as her bottles of Luiren's Best sit on the shelf in a rather larger quantity than usual.
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The Senior Advisor Arcane's wife, Cherry, kinda waddles around these days. Too far along to really hide her condition, the growing bump of her belly is plain to see, no matter how bulky and flowing a robe she tries to wear. The lavender haired woman splits her time between her two homes of the Romani Camp and Norwick, out of the adventuring life for while. A canteen full of some herbal brew of her Grandma Cera's is never far from her side.
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safe has been seen in the elven outpost lately, she seems to be looking for something, she offten sits for long hours looking over a book and thinking
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White flashes of light crackled around the Norwick graveyard not long ago, the lights akin perhaps to lightning, though no bolts struck the ground from above. A rag-tag party of partially scorched adventurers trudged back to town not long after a particularily bright burst of light erupted, some perhaps making mention of an encounter with a strange necromancer.
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To prevent possible infection and to make the work a little less uncomfortable Aurelia uses a blessing from Corellon to cure a small amount of any injuries the soldier may have
[CLW x1 all i have]
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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.
