Whispers at the Fire
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The well known ranger Rasuil, alongside two younger, blonder associates in blue, return from the Rawlins carrying an unconscious woman in visibly poor condition. Horrified rumours suggest the woman was found buried alive, deep within the woods… what sort of monsters would do such a thing?
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A bruised and bleeding woman, covered in sandskin, reports goblin trouble of a gruesome necromantic flavour to the guards. She claims to have encountered a veritable army of goblin skeletons alongside horrid patch-work undead in the area west of the lake, along with goblin necromancers…
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There have been several reports of Moldy Rat tribe goblins pushing cart loads of hacked goblin corpses out of the coal mines not long after a group of adventurers cleared out the entire goblin hold, leaving hundreds of corpses behind. It is unknown where the Moldy Rat goblins are hauling the corpses, maybe they are giving the goblins from the hold a proper burial?
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There was another large gate attack on Norwick last night. An army of goblins and hobgoblins assaulted in waves. Luckily, scouts had warned the town of their approach and a sturdy group defenders led by one of Norwick's own guards were ready. These included the dwarves Macmonogog and Silver, plus Mark, Damien, Kristovar, Shesarai, Cyrian, and the hin mage Maki. Raryldor joined the battle part way through and provided strong assistance.
Only one attacking group, a party of about 10 hobgoblin casters led by two war drummers, managed to penetrate the gates. They were stopped and destroyed inside near the campfire. The goblin attacks appeared to be led by a mysterious goblin general who used invisibility, but was eventually spotted and killed outside the gates. He dropped a very foul-looking sword that smelled strongly of poo and let off clouds of noxious fumes that spread over the field and into the gates. That's when Maki stepped forward, grabbed the sword, and declared: "I know what to do with this!" He was then seen running off to the north somewhere.
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Characters: Romulus Grey, Bard the bowman
Trotter, Spooky halfling ranger
Shesarai Foutopolis, Red-haired cleric of Mystra
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And even more undead! It is said darkness fell suddenly before the sound of groans, moans and shuffling feet approached the south gate. The four unprepared adventurers lounging there made a bee-line for the ramshackle defences up the hill, fighting for as long as possible until the dread death knight - slayer of eight guardsmen - appeared, eyes and sword aglow in sinister red. Demanding to see the Chancellor, the powerful undead knight tore through all in his path until suddenly… he was there no more! Scattered rumours report a female figure appearing and disappearing in a burst of light and sound, just prior to the big bad's vanishing act. What next?
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_Still more undead marched on Norwick, the gruelling attack starting at dusk and continuing unabated through the night. All manner of horrors came forth from the darkness, and though the few defenders made a heroic stand, several waves managed to push through the barricades. Zombies of all sorts and sizes, ghouls and shadows, skeletons and vampires - the fighting was so intense that the Order's veteran sir Shannon D'Arneau himself looked exhausted afterwards. At dawn, the last vampire was staked and the Tormish priest sighed as he carried the several fallen into the temple of Chauntea, aided by the young Selunite Nica.
The dwarves Foignar and Silver, alongside long-legs Daron Miller, were raised by Yllalyn herself in recognition of their bravery and sacrifice in the defence of Norwick._
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Yet another gate attack goes being talked about in Norwick. Waves upon waves of powerful undead marched upon the city. Residents took arms and fought these monsters for the better part of the evening, until the guards finally woke up from their slumber to assist the brave adventurers.
In th aftermath, 8 guards were killed by the hand of a powerful undead knight who threatened to kill all norwickians. The same fate could possibly have awaited the defenders, were it not for the sun who rose promptly and caused it to flee. Praise Lathander!
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There was another undead attack on the South Gate last night. Waves and waves came. In addition to the usual rat zombies, pig zombies, profaned zombies, skeletal warriors, and big bugbear zombies, there were some new types: kuo toa zombies?
A large group of defenders led by Norwick Defender Albryanna successfully held them off. The defenders included Mark, Cyrian, Kristover, Silver, Shesarai, and Mooncandies. After the last wave had been defeated, Albry called for a counterattack and led the party to the Graveyard. More skeletal warriors, firebows, and kuo toa zombies indicated they were on the right track. After several battles below, the group found a portal in the lower crypts leading to a cavern. Illithid mind-flayers were controlling the undead via some kind of contraption. The Norwick Defenders defeated then and their undead minions, and supported by elven cleric Raryldor who helped them figure out the portal system, made their way back to town. What next?
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Characters: Romulus Grey, Bard the bowman
Trotter, Spooky halfling ranger
Shesarai Foutopolis, Red-haired cleric of Mystra
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_Duegar corpses are drug from the Union Hall by a disgruntled red warrioress to outside the southern walls where they are set ablaze upon a hastily-constructed pyre. It would seem they were able to make it halfway through the town before being felled by a handful of Union members.
Those involved wasted not a moment in conducting a visit of their own to the dark tunnels exiting Aura Runedar._
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'twas a Firestorm spell
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A massive hoard of goblins, mostly little runt-like ones, attacked Norwick's South Gate last night. The assault began with a few rock throwers and soldier-types attempting to batter down the gates. Dwarf Paladin of Torm Silver and the cleric of Mystra Shesarai were on the inside and quickly summoned two defenders from the Norwick Militia. Although the gates finally were battered down, the four defenders made mincemeat of the first wave of about a dozen goblins.
More were coming, however. The second and third waves had over 60 goblins each, mostly runts, but with a few larger and stronger ones thrown in. While the guards and the dwarf paladin engaged them in melee, Shesarai and the elf cleric Raryldor, who arrived just in time, cast Hammer of the Gods, Flame Strike, and Ice Storms, which took out 30 or more goblins at a time.
Still not cowed, the goblins sent in fresh waves, which were similarly dealt with. Raryldor taunted the goblin leaders, and they responded to the challenge by attacking on their own. They were about half a dozen casters, archers, and an elite fighter or two. None survived and the defenders were only mildly winded. The remaining goblins fled, except for a single suicidal archer, who tried to sneak in on his own long after the fight was over. Silver took care of him.
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Characters: Romulus Grey, bard the bowman
Trotter, spooky halfling ranger
Shesarai Foutopolis, red-haired cleric of Mystra
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Skeletal bones and putrid zombie bits lie scattered about and in heaps near the gates of Norwick and in the fields beyond, clear signs of an attack on a larger scale. A curious rumour has it that a sword, glowing red, was seen during the attack, floating in the air of its own accord and leading the adventurers off to the graveyard and crypts beyond. A red sword, undead… are the days of dread Herald Fendon not a thing of the past after all?
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_Darkness descended suddenly upon the Norwick gates, too swift for nightfall proper. A small gathering of adventurers, speaking of past attacks to the Norwick gates no less, were suddenly subjected to just that as a wave of vile undead creatures poured out from the darkness.
Amidst the putrid flesh of zombies and the bare bones of skeletal warriors came a sudden flash of metal, moving at alarming speed. A vampire, resisting all of the unprepared adventurers attempts to defy it…
It is said two guards were brutally cut down by the vampire, and one adventurer was left hovering between life and death before Yllalyn's expert healer skills could stabilize him. As dawn approached, the vampire abandoned his games, but was ultimately chased down and destroyed by Raryldor, a late arrival to the scene._
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Just around midnight, a young cougar sprints across Norwick. It looks like the beast appeared from thin air near the main camp fire and saw itself forced to make a run for the gates. Fortunately enough for the dangerous looking animal, its nature-engineered perfect stride was too swift for the armoured guards to keep up with. The animal made its final escape by climbing the south gate tower with a couple of leaps, and with a final, powerful leap, landing past the walls and into the safety of the forests where any further chase would be fruitless. It doesn't appear like any Norwickian was hurt either in this peculiar incident without consequences.
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Four adventurers were seen coming back through South Gate from a successful trip through the coal mine and Goblin Hold. As they laid out their spoils and toted up their earnings, they told fantastic tales, one of which was difficult to believe. Did the gnome arcanist Jimmeh Doojigger actually kill a goblin by beating him over the head with a trout?
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Characters: Romulus Grey, Bard the bowman
Trotter, Spooky halfing ranger
Shesarai Foutopolis, Red-haired cleric of Mystra
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Further rumour say that the gnomish arcanist Jimmeh got a face-full of fireballs at the Norwick gates, curtesy of.. Jimmeh? The blast of magic and screaming drew a small crowd to the (hopelessly cindered) gates, where the aggressor-Jimmeh swiftly turned himself invisible and ran off into the Rawlins.
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Rumors spread about the man in red full plate and horned helmet, Dermin, entering through the north gate almost beaten to death and going straight the infirmary. When the nurses asked about his condition he replied plain and surly that he fought against a man that looked exactly as himself near the Sam's hill, or Sam's hole, and that it was like fighitng his reflection in a mirror, same skills, same weapons and armors, same drank potions. Eventually the posser ran away as a coward. But facing the man who tried to take Dermin's place in this world was a damn good fight.
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_*In a day like any other, the common eye can see the two beautiful redhead daughters of Jerrick sitting together by the fire having an odd conversation wearing worry and confusion in their gestures.
The more trained eye however could see that there is more to it than just a family gathering. Something just doesn't sit right as suddenly one of the girls startled and fled the scene after casting an invisibility spell. The other girl came yelling after the first asking her to wait, without much success*_
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Lonely swordsman in leather armour can be seen by South Norwick Gate. When asked what he's doing there, he answers that he's waiting for mages to escort them if neccessary. So their spells are not wasted against lesser enemies.
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A cloaked dwarf at the fire chuckles as the adventurers run by.
Bah! If I shat meself everytime I saw a furball south o these gates, I'd be sittin on a mountain o dung!
After a few minutes of sipping his ale and finishing off his pipe-smoking, he heads off to the south, axe in hand.
