Whispers at the Fire
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_Former chancellor Dwin was heard yelling at none other than Senator Ronan at the old south gates. The former chancellor spouting threats of harm and of "adding Ronan's hand to his collection of hands." Though the dwarf made no attempt to attack the mage, thinking magic unfair in a "real" fight..
Ronan himself seemed amused by it all. Though the subject that made the former chancellor so mad was something about Sam's Hill…_
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Hess Arksaniss, the usually quiet half-elven woodsman has been a bit more jovial in recent days. He is seen running with his pet wolf, Ehto, around town.
Just running.
He's got a grin on his face and runs bare-chested with a simple kilt-like garment around his waist and simple leather sandals strapped to his feet. He sips water from a small flask and chews on some seeds from a small pouch at his belt. He pauses only to let his non-sweating quadruped companion pant his body temperature down to a biologically allowable level, then they are off again.
Running and smiling.
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A tall raven-hair colored female barbarian redcloak trainee has been seen reading over the Lyceum of Honorable Conflict Notices posted nearest to the barracks. Eyeing it critically, as she reads the Values of the Lyceum. she can be heard breaking out into a frightening cackle that would echo the area near by, one of the red cloaks turning to look at her for a moment as a shiver could be almost seen running down his spine from the laughter (intimidate check rolled = 22).
"This coming from one who threaten to slaughter follower of Garagos It seem such rules not apply when one follow Him."
She has be seen crumpling it up after spitting on it, and tosses it to the ground before heading down the hill south with a large silver axe swung over her shoulder.
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The Sunite Knight Rico Swift still camps outside the south gate, hoping for news of town, defending the gate when he can, and leaving when his presence seems to cause trouble, although his white horse Scarlet stays behind. He speaks to Aramuil and Ronan when they step outside, and seldom seems satisfied with the conversations judging by all the shouting and hand waving.
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Following the return of a couple of disheveled scouts the town was hit hard by a number of goblin assaults. It seems that the goblins have been doing some learning.
Talk in the inn is that the goblins tricked people away from the south gates then snuck assassins and archers in and locked the gates behind them.
There were explosions in the night to the south but at dawn the gates were still there.
Manya attacks and exchanges in the wood took place over several days.
A force of adventurers went to confront the goblins in their hole but were unexpectedly driven back.
A larger force had gone out and returned triumphantly, or so it is said.
Is it true that they only went part way into the goblins caves then retreated?
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_Word swirls around town of several days of attacks by undead creatures, including Shades that could attack during the daylight hours, something almost unheard of before… and of the near death of the priestess Rith to what looked to be a duplicate of the Dracolich.
Those who were there swear it was only an illusion, but the wounds that they took seemed awfully real..._
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Undead Bugbears!
_It's just another of those days - so common to Norwick - something nasty and obviously evil storms against the southern gates, heedless of the loss of their unlife this yields. And as usual it's the adventuring, heroic types who rise with a heavy sigh from their benches, grab their various weapons and beat down the threat.
It even seems that the variation to that grand old theme this time is the combination of bugbear and undeath in a single corpse - as some sort of undead bugbear supposedly walked out of the woods. Most likely it was just another failed druidic experiment, or perhaps some fell goblin magic. Or could it possibly be the work of some other god yet, as at least one voice proclaims?_
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A man in shadowy armor and with his crimson hair pulled into a ponytail has been seen around Norwick recently, though he seems to keep pretty much to himself. He seems to either ignore, or snap at any attempt at discussion towards him, and for anyone that manages to get close, they smell the distinct odor of alcohol on his raspy breath.
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@33c034469a=SickFish:
_Troff Legion, the elf, has been seen weeping openly and often about the streets of norwick. It's draning him looking weaker from not eating. Occasionally tears run red with blood.
Not that anyone cares. Pansy elf._
_It seems as if the elf has at least deigned to cry in private now, mostly. The constant tear stains on his face seem to indicate he's still not handling himself all that well. Every now and then he is found asleep passed out somewhere in norwick with a small smile on his hollow looking face.
Physically he seems weak and trembling, as if carrying a great weight or suffering some internal injury. Funny since anyone who has seen him draw steel recently, or seen him around a certain elf can attest he still maintains his strength._
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@08342cf668=Jenavee:
Jack Ross, the slightly-less-wild spellsinger, has been seen posting notices on the boards. When read, they describe a spellblade he's recently acquired, and his willingness to sell it for around two thousand coin.
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-Spellblade-
Wizard: Bonus Spell Slot 0
Wizard: Bonus Spell Slot 3 <– Moar fireballs, anyone?
Shelgarn's Persistent Blade: 1/day
No Damage//
Cyrian removes all the notices.
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Jack Ross, the slightly-less-wild spellsinger, has been seen posting notices on the boards. When read, they describe a spellblade he's recently acquired, and his willingness to sell it for around two thousand coin.
//
-Spellblade-
Wizard: Bonus Spell Slot 0
Wizard: Bonus Spell Slot 3 <– Moar fireballs, anyone?
Shelgarn's Persistent Blade: 1/day
No Damage//
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Rumours swirl of fell doings in the Western woods very close to Norwick.
A goblin necromancer!
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The little Tymoran priest Alicia Rosenheart of The Golden Eye adventuring troupe can be seen outside of the Inn every now and then, offering blessings of Tymora for free, her charming smile ever present and a silver coin being absently flipped by her slender hand every now and then.
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The corpses of several very large demons are dragged out of the Great Hall. Rupert is later carried out on his shield for raising.
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@0d25706757=SickFish:
_Troff Legion, the elf, has been seen weeping openly and often about the streets of norwick. It's draning him looking weaker from not eating. Occasionally tears run red with blood.
Not that anyone cares. Pansy elf._
Benji hears the news and exclaims:
_" <g>SHITE!
If it's not ONE thing with those damn privates it's ANOTHER! His Gondamn eyes are bleeding?
<g>WHAT THE FARK!"</g></g>_
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_Troff Legion, the elf, has been seen weeping openly and often about the streets of norwick. It's draning him looking weaker from not eating. Occasionally tears run red with blood.
Not that anyone cares. Pansy elf._
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((Sorry about the delay in this, forgot to put it up :x ))
_Word goes around town of a duel of wits, as it were, in the form of a poetry contest between the Jester and the Skald, Val Kyrie. The latter was declared the victor, after a series of entries about a special topic…. dwarven beards!
Much mirth and merriment was had by all, a strange thing some would say, where the Jester is involved._
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((argl, that was meant to be a pm))
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Belma'r has been seeing dashing about murmuring about "Joe" getting what's coming to him. Talk of portals opening, and "fun" happening in the near future. According to the halfing, and i quote "chaos rules"
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Havon announces to Wobbles and those around him during one episode of paranoia that "he is not a ghost" in an attempt to calm the recruit.
