Whispers at the Fire
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Cyrian has been seen asking around for any enchanters willing to take on one or more comissions. They can find him at the Norwick Barracks.
((looking for a few things made, 8-9 point items not immediately though as i gotta get coin first))
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_Ashena, Allestor and Lence can be seen leading a beautiful warhorse back from the Rawlins, blood on it's hooves. All three have bags of apples at their sides - a key ingredient in motivating runaway horses to follow you, perhaps?
In other animal related news, a spastic cow by the south gates was taken back to the farmsteads, though in its wake, it left a huge cloud of flies, soon fried into specks of soot by Maria. Last but not least, a more exotic beast visited the same gates - a cockatrice in a box, cunningly presented as a gift by mischievous greenskins.
It is said Arlan never looked boulder than on that day._
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Sirion is found on two thresholds. Norwick's and Death's. The intervention of a prominent priest of Corellon saw him healed and rejuvenated…unfortunately.
Some say you can see the trail of blood leading all the way back to the deepest parts of the Rawlinswood, and that it arrived an hour before he did. Others say he did not spill enough. Others still are even less kind.
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Nelor and Ardent are seen boarding a ship with another redhaired female elf. He was heard to call her Mother. They all seemed to be in fine spirits
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_Prior to these ham-breaking events, another brutal attack left all three of Norwick's gates broken as hordes of undead assailed the defences, all night, all day and all through the following night until at last, as dawn rose once more, the chants from the Morninglord's faithfuls lifted the heavy fogs to let true sunlight shine upon the weary and bloodied defenders. Several Norwick guards and scouts are said to have perished, alongside the brave adventurers Lence, Nelor and Talindra.
With the returning light came ragged cheers for Norwick, though many remained grim, knowing the toll was high and victory but temporary._
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Rumors spread about an unfortunate trip to the crypts near Norwick. The party, some of them members of an adventure's guild, some of them talkative mages, armors seekers and marksmen, encountered in their errand a series of unexpected events: A horrid marauder mummy, a girl falling down from the narrow bridge in the upper level, a crew climbing down from a battered rope, many undead giants chasing for fresh meat, a spread and disorientated party trying to survive, and backs that break when the huge feet of the giants step over you.
There was also the meeting of a winged beautiful female that looked like a herald of the Good. The most inquisitive people would ask about her and eventually the involved ones would reply that the winged girl asked to help in exchange of a blood vial. Some sort of bargain some say. The man with the broken back was chosen to provide his blood because of his big shape which smells like ham. Nonetheless the ham, I mean the man, acknowledged the barter (A safe way out from the lower crypts in exchange of some blood), three members of the party had to carry or drag him all the way to the Temple of Chauntea.
As the heavy weight were ploped over the the ground and the stevedores cleaned their sweat, the good cleric Raryldor casted a regeneration spell over his back to heal the broken ham wounds. Man or ham, he blacked out sooner as the pain in his neck got worse (the region where the blood was extracted). The gathered ones were told that this man had a sort of a dream where the word "specimen" were imperative. Some people may act grimly about that event. The hamman, the hambone guy is just glad to be able to move his legs again.
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It seems that María is afflicted by some strange illness. It's said that noone could cure her, and that even after the most powerful healing spells, she was still coughing and walking even slower than usual, leaning heavily on the staff. She seems to suffer great pain when she casts powerful spells, some people say she fell to her knees after casting a brilliant sphere spell.
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In one of the little ironies of life, Sirion walks freely through Norwick, though all manner of whispering be done in his wake.
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Rumours says that this time little elven druid Aza'ael comes running screaming in terror through the North Gate.
"Plated man, very sharp greatsword, words that makes the earth tremble!"
.. and strangely enough curls up behind the Orc guarding the gate
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Word spreads that the current Scout Commander received a letter from home and subsequently left the land less than a day later. She leaves words with the guards about a "loss in my family" and appears to wear a quite grave expression. However, she might be overheard assuring Davos she would return once matters were seen to.
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Junior spreads word that this 'Val' does not, in fact, have a donkey face like she originally predicted.
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_Those who passed by the south valley of Norwick a day or two ago noticed a small gathering near the communal fire.
Several elves sat about talking, most familiar faces, Raryldor, Ardent, Imril, Nelor. However there was one stranger in their midst, a dark haired elven lady called by the others "Val".
Astute observers would notice that Nelor seemed both happy and on edge at times through out the gathering, Ardent also seemed somewhat nervous. Those with good hearing might have caught the title of "My Sister" being given by Nelor to Val._
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belia is seen going to the farm lands east of norwick. if asked she says she is studing the plants safely as she can to try and figure away to move them
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Those who still remember her may be shocked to see Moira (the Rashemi Witch) stagger through the South Gate, having come from the near woods.
Covered in dirt and dressed only in rags, she made her way inside the Temple of Chauntea.
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Many days after the undead attack Quin is seen leaving the Apothecary using a cane to walk over to the Union hall. He pulls out a ring of keys and shakily finds the right one, opening the Union Hall door and entering. The door shuts behind him and a steady solid wooden thump is heard leading further into the building.
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…And Jester makes three...
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Adventurers return from a trip to the small crypt and head for the Temple of Chauntea. Junior and Dermin return lifeless. They met a quick and brutal end at the edge of Fendon's blade.
Word is spread that Fendon claims to be nearly finished with some kind of ritual. Junior is quiet on the subject, instead training and preparing for whatever is coming next.
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The undead attacks come in brutal and relentless waves, full of all the horrors of the night; shambling mummies, countless zombies and skeletal foes, wraiths and spectres, shadows and mist, vampires, undead harpies and animals great and small. A major assault from the south and the north at once had the defence reeling, though never breaking, and with the defeat of a dark dragon, the dust seemed to settle. But not for long. The undead forces attack by day and by night, pushing even the most skilled defenders to the limits.
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((OCC : why is this form for?))
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Rumours says little elven druid Aza'ael comes running from howling woods towards the south gates shouting SHADOWS!
((OOC dont know if this is event left over from the night))
