Whispers at the Fire
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Jerrick is recently seen about Norwick once more after a couple days worth of rest and meditation.
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A new pressence has been noted in Norwick. Around the campfire the rumours slowly arise about a young-looking girl with an inspiring presence. One of Norwick's farmers speaks loudly by the fire after drinking probably one too many ales.
- Ay, ah saw'er too! Hairs lon' as un 'orse tail an' shiny as glittahgold, 'oney eyes and oh so purty. She wus speekin' an' askin' 'ere'an'ere, talkin' stuffs 'bout… stuffs. Dem say she be sum old 'ero... hah, ah tell ya dat ain't no 'ero no lookin' so purty, lad.
She been askin' fer sum... ehm... Jerrick drood ay? Damn ya Jerrick drood ah wanna be like ya an' 'ave dem purty ladies lookin' fer me har har!
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Talks of the weird happenings at the gates quickly spread throughout Norwick. There is talk of Bugbears, Hobgoblins, and an odd mage causing commotions there.
There are also many requests for stronger gates by the local populace, perhaps in fear of what is to come.
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Since the archery target was put by the south gates in norwick, Elidor has been training a lot there. He does 4 different exercises. First, he shoots from a fix spot, not moving, doing exactly the same movements all the time to improve speed. Then, he runs from left to right, shooting mid running, after that, he takes a hill and shoots from the distance, from the highest spot around, and finally he practices the shooting through small holes. He spends several hours a day with this training, and is always wellcoming people to join him
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This morning the bodies of two outsiders were seen being removed from the Grapevine Inn, by members of the Norwick Militia.The bodies were quickly brought to the Temple of Chauntea to be prepared for burial. Rumors run rampant throughout the Inn about the deceased, from claims of murder, drug overdose or that the two were perhaps involved in a deal gone wrong. Some claim that the Women was a witch from Rashemen and others claim that the she was simply just a young women on the run with her lover.
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Rumor has it that the goblins south of Norwick at times can be found walking around in a state of bewilderment with soft giggles heard in the area for a while. Whether the goblins are victims to a prank or one of their own schemes gone awry is anyone's guess
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Hammerhand spreads the news that two different demons challenged the defense of Norwick over the course of a day and a night, and both demons were driven back by those warriors taking up their duty to Narfell. Such, it seems, is the fate of all who challenge the existence and freedom of Narfell. To be crushed and driven out.
"Be true and honour Tempus, for in His hands rests victory."
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since the archery target appeared by the south gate elidor can be seen even more active in that spot, practicing the archery
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Peltarchian gastrognome and gallant gentleman has been holidaying in Norwick this past week, staying in gluttonous comfort at the Grapevine Inn and generally pestering locals with his questions, queries and enthusiastic sallies. He lets it be known - all self-deprecation naturally - that he is composing a definitive guide to Norwick for Peltarchian travellers and tourists. Apparently the "bumbkin phrases" chapter of this hearty traveller's tome is what is giving the gnome the greatest authorial gyp.
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Rumor has it that the Crafters Union has a new contraption that makes labels for crafted bags.
((Renames the bag - up to 8 letters))
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_*Rumor has it that a petrified zombie has been found south of Norwick amongst its ruins frozen in mid stride no less.
In perhaps an unrelated matter or not, one of Norwick's finest fell in the deep east ralwins amongst the goblin casters. The group that was with the Norwick Militia recruit was apparently attacked by shadow creatures shortly after. Whether the petrified zombie and the attacks of the shadows is related is yet unknown.*_
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Speaking of the Howling Woods… one of the Wolves from the cave appears to have gotten out.
Or in?
Or a pack of wolves?
Somehow, everything in the caves has either been killed or set free, most evidently however, most chose to fight some unnamed beast that rent flesh and smashed bodies into grisly pulp.
More than that... not a single door or gate exists intact any more. Good luck subjugating and breeding wolves without gates, gobbers. Something apparently ripped them to pieces. Doors suffered the same fates, now resembling attractive piles of splinters.
Classy.
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A female gnome sitting between a half-orc's breasts is seen giving Daveth a hug around the neck and kiss on the moustache at the gates, then afterward all heading out into the howling woods together.
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Rumors spread not only in norwick but through the rawlins, that lonely goblins that walk too close to the town's gates are petrifyed. As proof, there's one of them as a statue 50 feet from the gates.
//Edit: ((someone killed the statue, so there's now just…bits of it..))
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The fight night was full of fun, archery winner was Luke, the charming sail. In boxing, the silver valley hin Raúl beaten Val Kyre in an epic fight that lasted hours, and then beated the former champion. As for the team fights…it's said it was a lot confusing, but one thing was clear, Druid Jerrick got ganked in everfight...
And rumor continues that Jerrick has never felt quite so popular, or quite so ganked before in his life. There was much eye-rolling about it, but seemingly no hostility. Just games, after all…right?
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Tindra has been seen to be very happy lately. Perhaps it's because she and Jerrick have been very cuddly and smoochy?
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The fight night was full of fun, archery winner was Luke, the charming sail. In boxing, the silver valley hin Raúl beaten Val Kyre in an epic fight that lasted hours, and then beated the former champion. As for the team fights…it's said it was a lot confusing, but one thing was clear, Druid Jerrick got ganked in everfight...
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And like a bloody case of Deja Vu … more dead hobgoblins.
No tracks, no witnesses, nothing. The hobgoblins merely happened to be found dead where they stood when others come across them, and adventueres going east shortly after whatever else went through, will find no challenge there. Unless you count trying not to trip on corpses...
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Something apparently took a walk through hobgoblin lands last night.
It looked like a trackless army. From the lake, to the cave on the North side of their far eastern territory, not a hobgoblin draws breath. Several hundred arrows apparently took lives, as did blades, and some horrible bludgoening weapons, neither as broad as a hammer, nor as accurate as a sword, and lacking the subtlety of either.
The entire cave, up to the door that could not be opened, sits silent but for the dripping of water, and the scurrying of busy, busy, carrion insects.
The only proper witness to any of this is as dead as the rest, the Hobgoblin War-Drummer who guarded the door … who died in a very peculiar position, frozen in place as he was about to strike his drum, a look of determination-turned-shock frozen there, as if he was paralyzed, and sadly, never recovered.
Funny how a Paralyzed fellow died of slashing and stab wounds though...
Strangest of all, is the lack of tracks. What army leaves none? Poor Hobgoblins, they never knew what hit them. That leaves a question, though.
What did? And why did it smash their pretty throne!? Monsters...
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Upon hearing the announcement Thorn grins. Oh he is going to have fun with this.
