Whispers at the Fire
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@fe2537d797=ArUlric:
An absurdly shiny, armoured gnomish figure clanked a knightly clank around Norwick. Don't get your hopes up too soon, grubby peasants, for 'tis no noble knight, come to deliver ye from your ails and foes. Nay, 'tis but one Perriwig P. Doubleday, Glittergold Knight Burlesque (2nd class). Perriwig gads about town for a while, showing all and sundry an ancient elvish longsword he has acquired from an ancient elven source after a roistering adventure. The gnome is looking for a buyer - whether a military soul looking for an elvish weapon - or an antiquary or a collector who fancies hanging the elegant looking blade over their fire. As yet, he's not tracked down a pointy-eared purchaser.
_Aranwe has a long look at the sword and gives a nod then speaks…
Raryldor would probably be interested in this relic. If you are looking for a buyer or a good trade I would track him down. I will be sure to mention this to him when I see him next._
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An absurdly shiny, armoured gnomish figure clanked a knightly clank around Norwick. Don't get your hopes up too soon, grubby peasants, for 'tis no noble knight, come to deliver ye from your ails and foes. Nay, 'tis but one Perriwig P. Doubleday, Glittergold Knight Burlesque (2nd class). Perriwig gads about town for a while, showing all and sundry an ancient elvish longsword he has acquired from an ancient elven source after a roistering adventure. The gnome is looking for a buyer - whether a military soul looking for an elvish weapon - or an antiquary or a collector who fancies hanging the elegant looking blade over their fire. As yet, he's not tracked down a pointy-eared purchaser.
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*An uncharacteristically angry Z storms through town while heading north towards his farm. :x
Tucked under is arm is a large hide with what looks like a "Z" (or maybe it's an "N" :? ) branded on it. :evil:
To the astute observer it appears to be…a cow hide, perhaps?* :pissed:
Grumble, grumble…best milk...mumble, mumble…idiot...grumble, grumble…pay for...mumble, mumble…
:fork:
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In the inn, there is a room.
In the room, there are several passed out forms in various stages of entanglement.
On those people… are carefully placed sheets and blankets, to preserve everyone's modesty, even if they purposely misplaced it, or haven't had it for a while!
On the man's wrist... there's apparently some kind of binding that matches the other end of a piece tied to the bed. It's been cut from the bed, and inside it is tucked a small note. He knows what it says.
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Rain can be seen on the outer structure near the gates carving and cleaning the rotting flesh off a newly severed head she had acquired a few days ago with gina. Also tied to her belt are several skulls both human and.. beast? that have been strung together, why she carries around such macabre accessories? who knows?
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A very young version of the late militia lieutenant, Cyrian Loreweaver, is seen wandering through town. He seems to know his way around though he doesn't seem to make any effort to go anywhere specifically
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After hanging around the south fire for a couple nights, meeting some new locals and chatting about long forgotten adventures, Cyrian heads to the town hall apparently looking for records of his death, anyone who inquires is told that he was curious to the length of his absence.
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The ground shook and dinner tables across Norwick rattled. The wise took their supper in their cellars that evening. The foolish stepped outside to find Benji and Ronan attempting to put one bag of holding inside another.
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The common folk of Norwick are rendered deeply disgruntled by the news that one of their favorite entertainments, a public hanging, will not be occuring due to the daring daylight escape of FitzSqee from the Norwick Jail. The swashbuckling greenskin apparently knocked out the guard sent to fetch him, disguised himself, and snuck out the gates despite a search.
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The dwarven hold recived a strange knocking in the middle of the night, on the far side heading into the underdark through the rural tunnels a knocking was heard on the far side of the vault doors. And a small camp was made just outside yet no other inclination fo who was there was present
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Vanderkaus has been seen venturing into the Rawlings a lot.
He usually leaves during the mid of the day and returns at the begging of the night.Altough his packs look full of logs, his look is somewhat concerned.
On rare occasions, he maybe spoted reading some pieces of paper over and over, as if trying to memorize what s on them.
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The deadly being known as the Dark Enchantress stopped by the south gate. She had a brief exchange of words with Tindra, Rith, and an elven soldier from Silverymoon. Tindra could be seen to be gripping her bow tightly with a face both fearful and full of angry hate. Rith on the other hand, bravely stood in between Tindra and the Enchantress, promising to defend Tindra from the Dark Enchantress. The elven soldier, Jadin, seemed to simply stand still as to not attract attention to himself, which was probably for the best.
Tindra and Rith retired for the evening at the Grapevine Inn. The residents were disturbed in the middle of the night by a frightened scream from their room, followed by some sobbing and soothing words spoken.
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Word has it that the elven woman Aaleyah has offered to pay for the pitifull creatures defense and has personal evidence to the the actual event concerning the robbery of the Grapevine
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_Norwick Redcloak Timmot is seen off duty bragging about how he and his partner (maybe with the aid of some eastern swordsman) subdued the notorious goblin highwayman FitzSqee after that scofflaw robbed the Grapevine.
He and his partner will be splitting the bounty money 50/50 as soon as the Constable verifies they have the right goblin, which Timmot is pretty confident of, saying, "How many other swashbuckling rapier-sticking road agent goblins could there be?"_
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*After a brief transaction between Z and a, some would say suspicious looking, half orc, Z heads into the craft hall.
A few moments later, Z exits the hall laughing and slowly shaking his head.*
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*Z is seen wandering the East Rawlinswood, and taking down the dead and dying trees that have succumbed to the rot.
He prays as he works, and once a tree is felled, he plants 2 acorns (oak) to take its place.*
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Albry was seen walking towards the Grapevine with braided hair, an unusual look in comparison to her normal ponytail. At the end of said braid there was a…pink ribbon? Has something come over the stern Colonel? Perhaps getting in touch with her feminine side? Whatever it is, she stepped from the inn a few minutes later, ribbon and braid gone, making her way to the barracks with a slightly annoyed look.
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Some people saw Apollo leaving town quietly.They saw him leaving a note for a friend at the inn…
//And off i leave for holiday.Probably be back in game at august.Take care all.
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Any peace-loving citizens that had braved the Rawlins to go have a wander since they're calmed after the defeat of the Dracolich, have yet again another reason to be wary of the woods.
From near the Misty Pond, a dire-tiger runs full-tilt roughly southwest, to one of the Major roads that eventually leads of of Narfell. The creature pays no heed to anyone, or anything in it's way, either going over or around any obstacles in it's path as fast as it can possibly move.
Just like that, it's gone.
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//Not a Ranger, Fighter/Rouge
Why does everyone make that mistake :lol:
People who saw Arlan finally leave said that he seemed….Jittery.
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Some Say….
Locrian got slapped repeatedly by one Arlan, before losing composure and barehandedly beating the ranger into the soil, and dragging him to jail!
Others still remark that loc did not come back for quite some time!