Whispers at the Fire
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Z is heard questioning/alerting the guards about a strange camp to the west of Old Norwick - through a short tunnel.
The guards refused ta talk to me and I couldn't see much past the locked gates, but they certainly weren't Norwick guards. You fellas know about 'em?
((Insert Norwick guards' reaction))
Z wanders off towards the Great Hall…
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*General Lyte of the Troff Legion confirms that angelic like beings from another plane aided the good folks from the region as they helped to install a druidic barrier around the demons and portals now infesting fallen Jiyyd.
She suggests their work is not done, that the harder part….getting rid of both portals and demons quickly, remains to be accomplished, and that all hands will be needed for this dangerous task.*
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Barack Tor is in ruins, the land scarred and tore asunder from some great beast at some point in the recent days. A few redcloaks nervously but stalwart, fighting the fear of the darkness, stand ready over the dwarves building the north valley wall.
As well, rumors spread that strange angelic creatures appeared in Norwick, said to be seeking the warrior Lyte to aid against the planar forces. Though the rumor is slow moving, as most folks in town stay to their homes and go rarely elsewhere.
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Arak´Hur and his clan of halfers keep patroling the woods on a regular basis. Eachtime a group of halfers finishes patroling, another fresh group arrives to replace the battle weary warriors.
Aditionaly, Arak´Hur can be also seen leading himself small groups of citizens eager to aid Norwick in its fight against the Goblin, these volunteers usualy are Dilinus, Xsar and Aerwin, some times even Fruppi joins them and helps paroling
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Reports circulate that there was a clash with the demons near the Kelemvorite temple in which the Chancellor, Thander of the temple, and a few other warriors were involved.
Thander was nearly killed, and he and Dwin were of the few to survive. All the demons were slayed, with the esxception of a fiery Balor that watched from where the hill used to be.
Afterwards, the dead were pulled back (and attempts to bring them back were ordered) and Dwin was seen hurrying back to the Great Hall with the great priest Koirin of the Dwarven Hold.
Anyone within earshot heard mumblings of "demons," "ancient Nars weapons," and "idiotic Legion ideas."
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Iron Chain Clan half-orcs keep patroling around Norwicks pond, in the south woods. They slaughter each and every goblin the stumble upon. They make sure the woods are clear before returning back to Norwicks south gate to be replaced by another fresh group of Iron Chain Clan Halfers. Any norwick citizen might even feel somewhat safe in taking a walk around the pond and why not, even do some fishing sitting on the peer.
The ICC halfers constant presence might be seen as an intimidating one, but they simply follow orders and make sure they fulfill the job they are beeing payd for
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Some of the late stragglers mention the appearance of demons near that portal the mages created outside the phoenix guild. But if they came through the portal, or are attracted by its power, or for reasons altogether beyond the grasp of mortals, who can tell?
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Shepherded by Guards and militia, most of the refugees and civilians pack themselves into the Great Hall and Spellweaver Keep, save for a few stubborn holdouts. Panic is kept to a minimum, but people are obviously afraid the war is moving south and they will be caught in it.
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Dwin and his men immediately exit the hall, in Dwin's case his silver battle-axe "Luck-bringer" in hand. They all watch North, and the Chancellor himself urges any nearby commoners or refugees to take refuge within the Great Hall or the Spellweavers, immediately.
We're under attack, folks. Quickly, and as farkin calmy as ya can, move yerselves into the Great Hall or the Spellweavers.
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A frightened Norwick Guard runs into town from the north, heading immediately for the Great Hall
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@1efa026738=ShadowElf:
SOUTH of the collapsed Sam's Hill
((Uh…thats where their attempting to build it currently.))
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The N'Jast forces that still occupy the crossroads don't take kindly to the construction crews edging north, or their intent.
A few cross words, a few quiet words from a N'Jast Captain to the Construction Foreman, and the general consensus seems to be that if Norwick insists on rebuilding their walls, they can do it south of what N'Jast now claims. SOUTH of the collapsed Sam's Hill
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*Mindful of the recent incidents in and around Norwick, the Iron Chain Clan half-orcs keep entering in Norwick.
Aware of the unnatural darkness that persists over the city, they pay little to no importance to it and keep going at marching pace, heading south.
Once they arrive norwicks old south gate, they emmediately start patroling the woods around the lake.
They slaughter each and every goblin that crosses their path, and get involved in skirmisches with small bands of organized goblins.After a night on patrol, these vicious warriors armed till the teeth and clad in furs and metal can be seen heading back and return to Norwick only to be replaced by another fresh group of Iron Chain Clan half-orcs.*
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_Rumours begin to spread that during the last evening and subsequent dawning of morning, A group of mages and Haribo 'the Great' Lanzurin spent their time drawing some kind of runic pattern on the ground near to the Phoenix guild house. Onlookers began to gather and watched with a sense of morbid curiousity as the spell began to be recited. Some report that in the process of casting the spell, Haribo was engulfed by blue fire and subsequently destroyed by the energy within the circle, taking on the burden rather than let his 'assistants' die as well. Some cling to the more romantic notion that he had something of a fondness for the headmistress of the keep.
Whatever the rumours, Haribo can't be found anywhere.
In his wake, the rune circle hums softly with patient energy. It would appear that the mages successfully created a portal that links Norwick and the city, and while civilians and supplies can be moved through easily enough, there appears to be a force of will behind the portal itself, denying the creation for those that would use it for military ends.
The question left on everyone's mind though, how did he manage to be in two places at once?_
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_Seeing that the ground is too soft or unstable after the collapse of the Hill, the dwarves begin moving the supplies back and surveying the ground to find a solid area to build on. Some dwarves head out north of the crater while some head back.
Knowing that the Barak-tor construction has been solid for years, the dwarves look into that area (that used to be the bottom of the hill) to see if it is stable enough to build on._
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The dwarven workers mutter and grumble, the stones they set just sink under their own weight, any wall built just falls over, the ground still soft and sinking. The swiftness of the tower being built ends one night in a low explosion of mortar and stone as the tower tilts to one side and slides right off its foundations
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_Dwin and a few of his guards and advisers stand atop an unfinished tower that is in the midst of assembly, and watch the "glow" of battle far off to the North.
An occasional Norwick scout materializes out of the shadows and reports into the Chancellor and his folks, offering what one would assume are details on the battle. How close these masters of the shadows can even get is unknown.
Its impossible to ignore, the glow of war on the horizon, even for the folks working on the new walls.
The Dwarven mason-workers stop for their ale breaks and stare off into the North making small talk amongst themselves before getting back to work.
The lumber workers setting working on the supports and wall structures stop too, wipe their foreheads, and stare off to the North. One can only imagine what is happening on Peltarch's doorstep._
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_Work progresses quickly on the construction of the walls. It appears that perhaps even a tower is under construction behind the walls, too early to tell.
The biggest change is that the number of Dwarves working on the stone and masonry sections of the walls has grown by two or three fold within the last several days. Rumor has it that the Chancellor went into the Hold with a big sack of gold and came out with just as many dwarves, ready to work.
Whatever he did, it worked, and the Dwarven-work-songs and drum beats can be heard as far off as the center of town as the walls continue to take shape._
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Several days ago, a small group of battered and bloodied Iron Chain Clan horcs returned to the south gate from somewhere south. Seen arguing amongst themselves, they were tight lipped and as unfriendly as ever to any passerby before heading out north.
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_The troops that were formerly on the Hill have been replaced and have taken up a position north of what's being referred to as "Sam's Folly" or the crater where the hill once stood.
Meanwhile, behind them men of the Realm along with possibly even some strong refugees have begun the task of rebuilding the walls that once protected Norwick's northern flank. Several red-cloaked guards supervise the activities, and a few of the Militia's high-ranking officers have set up a small tent and table to organize the location of the walls and other barriers that are slowly taking shape. A dwarf, often known as the 'The Foreman' also stops by regularly to help comment on the plans and the work as it progresses, and several dwarves from the Hold help to rebuild the defenses as well.
Carts full of lumber from the mills in the east valley go back and forth to supply the workers with the material they need, and carts of stone and masonry come from the Hold, led by Rothes (who are incidentally happy that the bright sun isnt shining in their eyes).
The Chancellor himself, along with his trusted advisers has camped out at Barak-Tor, the Northern Hold, to keep an eye on the construction and to help urge along the work at as fast as possible of a pace._
