Whispers at the Fire
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*The Iron Chain Clan half-orcs continue to patrol the Norwick surroundings. During the night, its not uncomon to ear battle sounds and high pitched screems and moans of pain from the goblins, undead, and beetles that the Iron Chain Clan half-orcs slay at their passage.
Even the most distracted citizen of Norwick will notice that as of late, that small cave next to the Norwick south lake, as been included in the Iron Chain Clan half-orcs patrol agenda*
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*rations of food are being delivered to families that are in need… mostly rothe meat and mushrooms... things that have grown underground, it seems. The red cloaks that deliver them say little aside from "a gift from the Chancellor..."
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Heavy laden wagons have been rolling off from the river dock going various places escorted by people in black and gold. They can be seen leaving with large sacks of things making jingly noises.
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After a very long absence, the farmer and crafter simply known as "Z" returns through Norwick's north gate. After a brief visit to his fallowed farm, he heads towards the Norwick Craft Hall…
Brrr... It's colder 'n I remember...
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*The day after the meeting with Chancellor Dwin, Arak´Hur and his clan´s brothers, can be seen leaving Norwick to go on patrol. They clear out old norwick area and head to Norwick south lake.
Once they arrive there, they promptly hack and slash their way through the masses of goblins, that usualy swarm that area, and once the goblins are all eliminated, the Iron Chain Clan half-orcs make their way into that little cave next to the lake.
The same gruesome and painfull fate, that was brought upon the goblins, at the hands of the Iron Chain Clan half-orcs outside the cave, awaited the creatures that lived inside that little cave… nothing was left alive... soon after the Iron Chain Clan half-orcs enter that small cave, they left it... their armors, shields and axes stained with the blood and guts of not only goblins, but also the creatures that lived inside that cave*
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Two Gold Cloaks Dwarfs aproach Arak´Hur and inform him that Dwin Dolvak wishes to see him in his office.
Arak´Hur follows the dwarfs, carefully watched at close range by two other huge halfers from the Iron Chain Clan.
Arak´Hur enters in Dwin´s office and listens to what he had to say.
Few minuts later, Arak´Hur is seen leaving Dwin´s office and head to the Iron Chain Clan lair
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Belma'r can be seen spending all his time in Spellweaver pouring over books. His head often bombs near sleep, and sometimes his eyes glaze over for a bit. He always shakes himself out of it with a slice of pound cake or pie or jerky. The librarian makes a fuss over getting the pages dirty but he keeps on reading none the less. Everything seems to be related to the outer planes and portals. Very odd behavior for this unstudied hin.
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_A Dark armored dwarf follows the chancellor and the gold cloaks.
As his eye catches a glint of mithril, he muses in his mind how it would only be complete with a muzzle.
Turning his gaze back to the chancellor and his group, he moves towards the door and follows the chancellor and Mord into the room.
The red cloaks give him ample room as he enters._
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A brace of Gold Cloaks is seen escorting Norwick's aged Champion, Mord Cabro, to the Great Hall. After they enter, several red cloaked guards follow and close the doors behind them.
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Rumors circulate Telli's getting quite the looks these days. Some might say its due to the brand new strips of ribbon tied in her pigtails… while others claim its due to the shining set of Mithiral armor she's wearing. Whatever the reason she's soaking up the extra attention from spectators and kinfolk alike.
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There is a rumor going around that Belma'r and a man in red summoned an imp in Spelweaver keep.
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Shortly after Fight Night, rumours has it that a spirit with a dark omen appeared; what exactly that omen is varies from teller to teller…whatever the case may be, Chancellor Dwin and Grand Advisor Aramuil were there, assuaging most rumour-mongers' fears.
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_It was an ordinary quiet night in the Norwick and a group of adventurers had just returned into a town from the south. While they were preparing to heading into rest, each for their own way, they were approached by a man.
Some words were traded, after which the lightning struck in between of the man and the adventurers. This seemed to alert sturdy barbarian traveling with the adventurers and he stepped in between the man that had arrived and a woman dressed in white.
Few heated words were traded between the two men, which were followed by lightnings struck on the ground to empower the words of the stranger.
The situation was calmed down by the lady in white, by stepping between the arguing men and following the stormy man for more quite place in town. When they left together, one final lightning struck in where they had stood just before leaving.
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A while passed after they had gone and then few soft snowflakes could be seen to fall from the sky, gently floating onto ground. The snowing got bit harder, but still not to any extraordinary strength.
It lasted for an hour before the weather slowly warmed and snowing turned into rain.
When the last of snowflakes seemed to reach the ground, the woman in white was seen to come back from wherever she left before and head into Grapevine to get some rest._
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A half orc monk has been seen around town acting strangely. It seems his normal, peaceful demeanor and body control has deteriorated and he has been observed acting nervous and impulsive, with brief flashes of anger. He seems to be constantly searching, but for who or what remains a mystery.
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Elves all over Norwick and some from Peltarch too are seen visiting Aramuil's home on the hill frequently, apparently a powerful cleric of Corellon from Evermeet is in town. In a rare sight, a gold cloak is set as guard at Aramuil's home instead of near Dwin's side, though nobody seems to be causing problems anyway.
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After another snow-accompanied attack on the gates that is rumored to have happened shortly after the Druids had one of their meetings and had joined the folk at the gates, an argument erupted between Jerrick and the "Grand Advisor Arcane" amongst surely many other noble titles.
Apparently the Hungry one is rumored to be an enemy of one of the furies, and talk of balance and Druids was traded.
Apparently the Grand Advisor Arcane seems to be an expert on all things Druidic now, and felt it wise to "Damn Auril to the abyss" .
The same Jerrick who had a showdown with an Aurilite priestess in Peltarch is now speaking of Auril like she can do some good for the land, too. Is that what balance is? Who knows… the Druid must have had too many herbal druid brownies at the meeting...
He is seen walking to Dwin's office.
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Rumors tell of a score or more of winged horrible creatures that came down upon the town center of Norwick, along with the all-too-common snow that typically accompanies trouble these days. Several witnesses say that these creatures had what looked like scorpion tails, and possibly used them to poison at least one victim.
Unfortunately for these winged creatures, the town center was also the meeting place for adventurers preparing for a voyage and town leaders who were conversing with them. it was the work of just several minutes before all of the creatures, including the flock leader, were dispatched. The Grand Advisor Arcane, Lord Aramuil, deftly collected their poison sacks for reasons unknown.
And perhaps this was meant as a diversion, for while this was happening a group of demonic goblins ransacked some of the Chauntean-blessed fields to the East of town. These greenskin were also quickly destroyed by a white-haired Peltarch senator, and no damage to the crops could be seen–though it is assumed that Chauntea may need to re-bless the ground that these filthy creatures defiled.
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Two Milita Elves…one badly wounded almost dead, and a Half-Orc were seen entering town hurriedly through the SouthGate...they whisper tales of Spectral Wolves chasing them through the Rawlins....Wolves with strange abilities of invisibility and more sinister things....even bold enough to be prowling into the Graveyard and areas close to Town
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Alone elf called Davanros was spotted running from North straight through the town and exiting South, heading toward general direction of elven encampment (or the ruins of it) Some time later, he returns with shocked look in his face. He sits by the tree near campfire and starts to weep
"They left from High Forest to establish a encampment in the woods just a short while ago, it was like Yesterday. Now, they are dead all of them dead… I have come too late to help my cousins, now they have been cursed to walk these lands as wretched undead!
How these....these selfish humans did not lend help when they were attacked?"
Sobs
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_Several folk of the Order of the Watchful Repose were seen travelling south from Norwick to the cemetary, returning a day later with the area noticeably clearer than it was before they went out there. Those that venture into the tombs find that the undead there have been laid to rest, and their remains put back in place as best as could be done.
Of course, within a few days, the undead are back and just as feisty as ever, but there's no harm in trying._
