Whispers at the Fire
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Arak´Hur and Colonel Devlin Desario, have been seen, at the Crafters Hall door step, enjoying their smoking habit and in light conversation regarding the various tobacco leaves, their aromas, texture and taste*
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Albryanna and Devlin were seen entering the militia barracks at dusk, and did not return until the next morning
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*Another day is about to end, the sun starts to set and slowly the shadows and the howl of the owls take over the land. A small group of Iron Chain Clan half-orcs get ready for yet another night of patrol.
Ahead of the Group, Arak´Hur can be seen leading Grakk, Vugar, Sgruud and Borag into Old Norwick area.
The squeals of pain from the rats they exterminate with our mercy, can be heard from afar. They "litter" the area with big chunks of poisoned meat, to ensure that the rats that nibble it, will die soon after.
From New Norwick overlook area, small fires can be seen to appear, here and there and the smell of burnt furr and leftovers can be sensed over the air.
They then are seen entering the graveyard areas, only to be seen again when day breaks.
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It seems that a certain blonde priestess of Umberlee has been seen around Norwick more often then is usual for one belonging to the Sail's. When she isn't wandering the Rawlins or drinking at the Inn, she has been seen in the company of a follower of Lathander.
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Rumour has it that, once more, a big number of Iron Chain Clan half-orcs have gathered in Norwick, once thier force was of a conciderable size, they left Norwick and headed South.
Very few commoners knew what was thepurpose of such huge gathering, but some have heard a word…. Sgruud´s Rite of Passage.
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So far Benji has just been carrying it around showing it to people.
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Word has it that there was an exchange of a massive ugly eyeball, and a rather heavy bag of gold between Devlin and Benji. It's said the eyeball came from a death spell slinging Beholder. Words are exchanged, and something is mentioned about "Being able to fit the eye in a jar…".
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*Another nights falls, and a fresh team of Iron Chain Clan Half-Orcs lead by Arak´Hur, Sgruud and Grakk, can be seen leaving the south gate and head to Old Norwick Area.
From a high overlook spot, small fires could be seen burning brightly here and there, for any small fire that goes out, two or three start right away.
Before daybreak, the three half-orcs can be seen entering norwick, badly wounded and with serious wounds… their, feet, ankles, legs and arms completly maked with dozens of bite marks.
They can be overheard complaining about falling into a trap of hundreds of Dire Rats*
// thank you DM-Stuiped, we had a blast!!
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_A weary group of Norwick's finest, including the Chancellor and his Colonel of the Militia, come shambling through the gates, carrying one of their own. After a brief stop and rest in the Healer's, they continue on with what appears to be a fallen warrior slumped (now on a horse) northward for a slightly longer journey.
Their armor and equipment shows signs of serious fighting and scorching heat. Blast-marks appear in several places on heavily damaged platemail. Though few understandable sentences are heard, words such as "exploding, beholders and hobgoblins" are mumbled in the weary silence as they pass out the north gates._
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Gruul of the Iron Chain Clan returns from one of his many dawn patrols into the woods, many small puffs of smoke can be seen rising behind him down south in the morning sun. He heads as many times before out to the docks, were he checks on the poisoned meat traps and burns the corpses of any rats that have taken of the meat
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Norwick Militia and town official Devlin praises the elven lass for her efforts.
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_An elven lass can be seen around Norwick observing the local animals looking for their most commons food places when she finds them she can be heard saying prayers in elven ((purify food/water)).
Some may have seen her in the old ruins saying prayers for the animals ((remove disease)) which seem to be under her control following her to a place unknown._
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Sgruud, an Iron Chain Clan grunt, has been seen entering into woods few times fully armed. After a while a pillar of thick black smoke has seen to rise from the woods, for those who have seen similar smoke earlier it is apparent that some furry corpses are been burned
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*Arak´Hur, the current leader of the Iron Chain Clan was outside, by the fire puffing on his orcish leafe cigar, when a Gold Cloak Dwarf aproaches and informs him that Chancellor Dwin wishes to see him. Arak´Hur heads to Dwin´s Office, leaving a trace of smoke after him. Before entering Dwin´s Office he puts the cigar out.
Few hours later Both Dwin and Arak´Hur can be seen talking and walking outside Dwins office and pointing south and the River Boat area*
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A few Gold Cloaks seek out Arak-Hur and just nod towards the Great Hall. By now, everyone knows that means Dwin wants a meeting…. "no smoking allowed."
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*Iron Chain Clan half-orcs have been seen, while on patrol, killing every rat on sight and Bat and Badger birds and Deer. Any of these animals passible of transmiting and carrying the desease that rats pass on to them after contact, are shot down and burnt on the spot.
Arak´Hur and his brethren, can be seen droping on the ground big chunks of meat with poison inside, few hours later, the rats that nimble on it, are heard from afar, squealing and dying with scrutiating pain *
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Many more animals have been dying of various terrible diseases within the Rawlinswood of late. The diseases seem isolated however and arent' very contagious.
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@68a9be3e72=rei_jin:
A sad group of right sized folks come into town bearing one of their own, with a few tallies in tow.
They depart to the healers for a night vigil of prayer and to watch over him..
as often lately, Grak is located within campfire. He notices the body and comments "dere seems ta bes increase of rodent und vermin control activity ere. Grak bes sure dat dem blessed gnome-hunters bes responsible frem dat beatiful corpse. As fer dem town pays us, Grak wondar dat who pays fer dem shorty-hunter fer dis kinds of rodent control.. Har har"
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A sad group of right sized folks come into town bearing one of their own, with a few tallies in tow.
They depart to the healers for a night vigil of prayer and to watch over him.
In the morning, the sound of cheering and celebration can be heard, as their fallen companion was returned to them by the grace of Garl.
Later that day, a very drained and weak looking Benji stumbles out of the healers for who knows what destination.
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Indeed during the night, very small fires can be seen burning brightly for few minuts and die slowly, soon after.
Here and there, these small fires are seen by the commoners and almost create a simple light-show that entertains those who have an hard time falling asleep at night//slaps forhead forgot that part that we had to burn them :oops: :lol:
