Whispers at the Fire
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Darkness falls across the land, and again, a fearless group of Iron Chain Clan half-orcs lead by Arak´hur, heads out to patrol the woods. Behind Arak´Hur, his brothers Gruul, Sgruud, Ridush, Mugwort and Goll could be seen followin him. Nothing that stood in their way outlived the night. Citizens in norwick, could have heard the battle crys and roars from the half-orcs, and the screams of pain of those that were beeings mangled by the vicious group.
At the break of dawn, the Iron Chain Clan returned and sat by the fire to rest, eat and tend their wounds…
The woods and the areas around Norwick, at least for a handfull of hours, are safe....
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Parsley and two other hins enter Zee's house for a few hours, looking grim. When they exit, the other two hins looks extremely bored, yet Parsley seems quite relieved. He continues his search for Benji.
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Dietrick was seen entering into the grapevine inn and staying in the same room with marie scuttle for a very long period of time. Whatever conversation seemed to be soft within and one could almost swear hearing one or two moans coming from the room as if someone had something painfully inserted in and out of his or her body… Dietrick was seen emerging out later without his amour on, being dressed instead in his barbarian outfit where his naked chest is revealed in all its glory. He has several bandages wrapped around his chest with signs of dried blood on them. Some speculate his wounds were love bites and that the two were engaging in the darker pleasures of romance..... Though it really could have been anything else....
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Parsley, normally cheerful, has been seen walking through Norwick lately, looking grim and quite ticked off. He asks around for the location of Benji and the location of Zee. He'd like to speak with them both. Soon.
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@e3094e0d06=MexicanCookie:
A badly battered and beaten up Benji spits a mouthful of blood on the Crafter's Union Hall front door on his way to the inn.
Noticing the blood splatter on the door, Z tries to remain calm as he shakes his head muttering…
Typical behavior comin' from that gutless, little child. That selfish, disrespectful, turncoat's gonna clean this up...or else. :spank:
Strides off with a purpose.
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Rumor has it some mischief was about as a group of would be adventureres were outstounded by an array of odd happenings in town with folks turning all sorts of colors and even catching on fire!
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A badly battered and beaten up Benji spits a mouthful of blood on the Crafter's Union Hall front door on his way to the inn.
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A group pf 5 Iron Chain Clan Half-Orcs, lead by their leader Arak´Hur, and his clans broders Mugwort, Sgruud, Argath Drob, Rakna and Ridish Kurgah, have been seen leaving Norwick and head south.
As usual, this big group of half-orcs went on patrol, substituting the group that had been patroling during the night.
Few hours later, they have been seen entering Norwick showing signs of beeing envolved in big battles. The areas around Norwick, as usual after an Iron chain Clan halfers patrols, is safe for anyone to walk
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*The Legion General Lyte warns of increased attacks upon Norwick's southern gates in recent days, including a quite heavy dawn into following day continuing siege which included entire companies composed of only the heaviest hobgoblin chieftains, drummers, and tough magic using hobgoblins.
This was followed up at night by drow using shadow creatures of various sorts, magic eaters, wolves, and other various wierd monsters.
Rumors of the appearance of a single Yuan-ti druidical creature also persist, although, it's reasons for showing up remain unclear, and various conjecture runs rampant as to what this might mean.*
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Benji is seen stomping out of the Legion Hall, wiping some soot off his gloves, paying a guard some coins, then putting up a new posting on Norwick's announcements board.
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*Rumors spread around Norwick of the successful pilgrimage to Jiyyd, which apparently went off without any problems, and proved extemely moving and valuable to all who once lived in the picturesque farming village.
Many tears were shed, old friends renewed bonds, and afterwards, stories were told of the fallen who died protecting hearth and family, some of whom, while perhaps only farmers, had valiant hearts.*
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@cd7b48d5d9=Axel70:
Newly Promoted to the rank of Private Darius Dodger…
Benji hollers at him.
HEY. Just because you got promoted doesn't mean your name changes. It just means you're now known as PRIVATE Blueberry.
One stiff nod from Benji then he walks away.
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Newly Promoted to the rank of Private Darius Dodger spents most of his time in Norwick at the south gate he barely sleeps and eats.Tryes hard to stay positive about the outcomes of the undergoing wars always polite with the local Militia and travelers who pass by he leaves still once a week to give his classes on nature lore at the Dancing Mermaid in Peltarch.
Rumors are that he as a broken hart and needs the time alone at night where he recites poetry when he thinks none are listening.
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_In more sombre news, it seems that Lady Maya of the Sisterhood has departed the realm, leaving it a little less alive for those who remain. Immediately though, this causes issue for the Sisterhood who have been relying on her tireless efforts to keep everything running.
In her absence though, Marie has stepped into the breach, albeit unofficially. She can be seen near constantly around Norwick and in the Inn, helping with anything that needs doing.
She also enquires after speaking with the Lord Chancellor Dwin, regarding the future of the Sisterhood, and some of the work that is currently going on for the betterment of Narfell as a whole._
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@18009e79f2=Clan:
Both incidents were horrible fer all involved, but one of em was clearly a mistake.
Telli returns the gaze Dwin gave her at the thought that what the N'jast troops did was just in any manner spoken and anything but a mistake.
"Telli ain't sayings Norwick hid Dwinnie… don't misunderstands Telli... buh folks DID hide in Norwick. Telli more den aware what'cha done in da shadows and in secrets ta helps wid da war. Some… ain'ts done as mcuh dat livededs heres. And dats me point..."
She looks to the orc when uttering the last of her words.
"Now abouts wrongs... Ain't sayings a horde a demons ain'ts a prollem or a mistake... buh no one dat I knows knew whats dats decive would do... sure in hind sights likes Dwinnie says... we can see what was done ain't da right ting. Buh ta labels someone or a groups a someones fer one blemish is horse shyte... Telli know enoughs a her friends includings yuh Dwinnie who could lookededs backs ta a time dey wish dey coulda takens backs sometings dey dones... and any'un says oderwise is lying ta demselves."
Telli shifts her attention to the orc afterwards...
@18009e79f2=Grak01:
"Whut Grak knows is dat them foreign armies told yas dat nay harm would comes into them town, should dem bes ables to pass freely.
"Got tireds a eatings yer feet huh startes shovings yer arse in der too eh?… Funny how N'jast defindedes freely as having der mercs kill kids, elders, and woman AFORE dey gots der answer…
Grak mebbe coward who lets innocents die and have no honor... Buh Telli ain't dats and da minutes dey kills farmers ands der kids afore da Legion even answered ems... yuh... dose kinna folks sorta gets taken like a grain a salt....sorta like orc who eats too much a his own arse afore he knows what he's talkings abouts... Mebbe if was a true orc and had honor... woulda stuck around ta figure out all da facts huh... too busy wid tail atween yer legs ta look back I suppose... Telli understands... somes folks weak, somes nots.... not yers fault... yuh kin go slither back ta dat rock over der and spit yer venom nows Mr Grak..."
Telli continues to laugh shooing him off again until his facts are resolved...
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"Hurh? Female may call Grak whutever female wunts, but thinkin dat Grak would help in turning dem peaceful farmer town inta fullblooded fort, ya bes right: Grak haves none of dat. Whut Grak knows is dat them foreign armies told yas dat nay harm would comes into them town, should dem bes ables to pass freely.
takes a bite from the mutton and points the remaining mutton towards Telli Tanks to ya und yar warmongering legion folk, all of dem poor townfolk lost their homes und sum even paid bys giving up their lives.
After ya leaved em nay other choice dan release dem machines fer ya, ya git yar fight ya were asking fer.. und ya got yar nose-bleeding nicely. Har Har.. but 'ere comms dem best part; After ya fled, ya couldnt live with the idea dat town wuz left standing. Ya had to slink in, like thief inda night and in yar female-tantrum ya actually devastated dem whole town wit yar infernal device.
Bark all ya like female, blood bes still in yar hands aboot dis matter. When ya or yar legion-folk repair dem farmer-town whut ya actually destroyed youselves bys unleashing demons dere?
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Rumor has it that Dwin gave Telli a bit of a look when she mentioned Norwick as a "hiding" spot during the N'Jast conflict.
I'm happy to listen t'ya both spar, but there's a difference in my mind between N'Jast's cruelty and house-burnin, and the explosion that planted demon-spawn throughout the already destroyed town.
Both incidents were horrible fer all involved, but one of em was clearly a mistake.
Now, its real easy to judge over decisions made in the past. Especially bad ones, eh? I'm sure ole Rando will ferever rue the day he made peace with the snake-folk that used to live in the Rawlins… but at the time he thought he was doin the right thing.
I encourage y'all t'remember that people make the best decisions they can --at that time.
However, if the best decisions someone can make--at that time--have a history of bein' lousy decisions, well... then you can start to question their ability to make good decisions.
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@4b54f1af4e=Grak01:
holds his hand raised and points accusingly with half-eaten mutton "so, female. Ya admits dat it wuz legion villains, who bes responsible frem leveling dem town bys unleashing dem demons dere, eh? And whut comes fer rapingsmacks lips quickly Grak remembers clearly dat dem whelps actually slipped aways, before any vermins actuallys invaded dat place… So dem town wuz still standing und being used bys dem foreign armys. Until dat warmongering legion came und leveled it with sum unholy demons. Hopelly legion is nay coming ere wit dere demon summonings.
Telli smiles…
"And der goes anoder foot... now der both in yuh mouff... Funny how folks who nots der or see anytings claim ta knows all huh? N'jast mercenaries killedededs in cold blood childrens, elderly and da weak. Den... dey attack Jiyyd....and Destroyedededs its…
Was yuh der when dey attackedededs.....oh rights....no yuh wasn't. One who livededs in Jiyyd Telli seen day in day out... wasn't der....wasn't der ta defend where yuh sits.... and now... yuh spreads poison like somes snake... surprise surprise...
Telli watchededs da N'jasts scums tear through da Jiyyd western gates… Telli seen da armatures blast through da capped well… Telli fought their elementals while dey burnededs down Jiyyd's homes… Telli there when those metal monsters collapsedededs shops.
And… Telli and da Legion fought ems N'jast scums all da way ta Peltarchs city and fought em back outta der toos… Where was Grak wid his might sharp tongue.... oh right... cowerings in some cave or in Norwick mebbe?
Telli waves a dismissive hand laughing even louder as the orc speaks on things he has little to no knowledge on...
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@7f9627d789=KingCreeper:
It is possible that some of the City people will stay in Norwick for rest before returning to Peltarch. It could serve a diplomatic purpose, and generate trade for Norwick. The reunion of old friends will benefit the entire region I think. And with your permission, I will resume my post at your south-gates upon our return Lord Chancellor."
Dwin looks on with amusement, as a teacher might look at a student who was trying to explain something simple to their mentor.
Norwick is always open to all to stay, shop, drink, and otherwise spend coin in… unless yer name's on the banned-list of course, in which case your stay wont be quite as prosperous for you OR the realm.
Don't forget to recruit for my militia on this candle-trip. I expect results from you, lad.
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Night after night, the blond girl called Anor, can be seen guarding the gates. She spends the whole night guarding, usually in company of a male elf. She avoids going into the town itself, probably just to avoid the on going discussion
