Whispers at the Fire



  • A story springs up, telling of a swift and decisive strike against a bugbear camp in the woods. The general of the legion, Grag leading a small band of adventures in a fearsome assault that dealt quick pain to the bugbears. The band withdrew rapidly, though, when a new threat appeared. Strong and mighty bugbears, accompanied by screeching banshees chased the group out of the woods, their prize clutched firmly in their hands, though: A couple of cloaks, red like those of the militia.



  • @a89980cc19=metagod:

    Chaevre' Vaelen was seen heading south with another mage, some time later she returned carrying a statue of a hinnak. Seems she plans to either sell it, study it, or use it for interrogation, or maybe all of the above who is to know.

    After a while of indecision she nails a "do not touch" note to the hinnak statues shield and drags it over near the trade hall

    Not long afterwards, the Chancellor and a few advisers exit the Great Hall to see the situation. Dwin snaps his fingers, and several guards carefully carry the statue into the great hall, with a blanket draped over it.

    ((if Chavre is around, she'd be "invited" to come speak to the chancellor immediately ((PM me)). If not, word would spread that the Chancellor was far from happy and wants to speak to her.))



  • Rumors of undead elves, a duergar captive, and many skirmishes with various bugbear troops reaches the town. It is rumored a certain half orc General single handedly whipped over a score of bugbears, and the noise of all manner of combat has been taking place south and south east of Norwick.



  • Chaevre' Vaelen was seen heading south with another mage, some time later she returned carrying a statue of a hinnak. Seems she plans to either sell it, study it, or use it for interrogation, or maybe all of the above who is to know.

    After a while of indecision she nails a "do not touch" note to the hinnak statues shield and drags it over near the trade hall



  • An elf in golden armor comments:

    I simply do not see why the orc did not just kill Ostramogg. If he will not play fair, neither should we.. it could've been over with one single stroke with the axe..



  • Myeil seems amused by the latest story of Grag's exploits

    I really must wonder just how surprised those vermin would be if I had augmented Grag's considerable abilities with magic.

    Passerby are treated to one of the most unusual events in the land, Myeil's laughter. It isn't very pleasant.



  • When news reaches Telli's ears she cheers… HU-AH!....


  • Legion

    Bards and common folks speak by the fires and inns of Ostertag the Coward! Rumor has it his strongest guard chalLenged Grag to a duel if won he would be granted passage. Once loosing Grag was invited inside osterdoggs fortress. Suddenly it is said grag was ambushed by 6 more of his strongest axe weilding fiends! "If grag can defeat 6 at once they must be weak! Look how old and fat grag is he can hardly move his feet!!" "His axe chopped them in two let us all join forces and defeat osterdogg too!"



  • Cray appears by the fire in Norwick one morning, wearing an old Eastlander Bandit uniform for, "Shites and giggles," he says. He squints at the sun, and rubs some kind of sun protection on his stone white skin while he lounges around all day. He seems content on reading from a tome and chatting up any others who gather round the fire. He stares at the horses, exclaiming "Back'ome our mounts 'ave twice as many legs and four toimes as many eyes." He seems to enjoy receiving glares from would be do gooders as he smoke his cigars with a sinister half smile.



  • *Rumors of something horrific having occured south of the lake below Norwick ripples through Norwick.

    Townsfolk tell of a terrible wail from afar, and a group of returning adventurers looking wretchedly depressed after investigating what happened…most especially so the normally upbeat and cheerful General Lyte, of the Legion.

    She seems....haunted.*



  • _A loose lipped and obviously drunk adventurer recounts a strange sight he and his party encountered in the Rawlins.

    It seems while adventuring deep into the East some months ago they had to hide quickly as a large procession of demon goblins headed west led by what had to be Myrkhul himself. A man sized figure in inky black clothing that seemed to move on it's own. His face was covered in a bone mask of some sort. As they passed the figure looked directly at them but didn't seem to care and continued on. It took him days to shake the feeling of death off him he says. As they watched the middle of the procession passed to reveal 6 huge minotaurs hefting a single large block of something black. It took many minutes after watching the procession head south for them to even be able to move again.

    Seemingly,he has been drinking ever since._



  • _One eerie night, a fog appears around the quiet town of Norwick. An elf in golden armor is seen leaving to the south, seemingly in a hurried fashion as he notes the fog.

    …shortly after, the area to the south, just beyond the gates, seems to go pitch black with darkness. A voice echoes, though it is faint and hardly understandable to those within the town. The moon itself seems to just vanish for a short amount of time.

    As dawn approached, all returned to normal... and the elf in golden armor returned, looking somewhat disturbed. He is seen heading to the Great Hall, warning the guards of a new possible threat.._



  • After a few words to Elyl one evening about legal counsel or something to that effect, Zanetar and he travel into the Norwick barracks.

    They return some time later. Zanetar leaves town.

    Moments later, a call for GUARDS! is heard from the south gate. Elyl responds and shortly thereafter, he and Zanetar return to Norwick with a barely-conscious goblin in tow. Back to the barracks. After another length of time they re-emerge again.

    Zanetar leaves town again. Gods know what it'll be next time.



  • There was a brief panic in Norwick upon word that Aramuil had been captured by the bugbears; those fears were alleved hours later when Aramuil was seen walking into town with Z from the south, looking woozy but otherwise unharmed.


  • ICC

    A familiar cantankerous dwarf has been seen in and around Norwick. It seems he's come back for a bit before leaving again. Rumor also has it that he is not fond of hinnaks.



  • Telli is sporting a rather sparkling and dynamic array of assorted gems these days. Its anyones guess how long till some sneak pilfers all her ill begotten gain.



  • Rumor has it that some sort of strange talking beast with healing powers is staying in seclusion somewhere within the realm.



  • Telli's been asking around for Mr. Aramuil in regards to the trees atop the hill crest in Norwick.



  • Cherry Holimion, a rare sight these days, being busy as a mother. Lately when she is seen, not looking so well, and at least once she leaves her upheaved lunch on poor Selene's cushions. Rumor tells of the lavender haired woman doing so more than once on her beloved husband's very fine garments, much to his delight.


  • Legion

    A small crowd was blasted with crossbow bolts and bits of tin as Benji demonstrated another invention after Fight Night.

    The opinions of the inventions were mixed.

    Some were impressed how it managed to propel the bolts before it flew into pieces. Others wished they would have known better and taken cover.

    After collecting the wreckage and apologizing to the victims Benji plodded back toward the Legion Hall cursing in gnomish.