Whispers at the Fire



    • A heavily armored dwarf standing behind a cook's line table, serves food regularly to dwarves that have started meeting regularly at the table each morning.

    Although they get their food, they all seem to linger and listen intently as the cook speaks.

    At one point, one of the newer dwarves salutes and uses the word "sir". The cook slaps the food tray out of his hand and tells him "Nae call me sir. Me werks for a livin."

    The cook continues talking, stopping now and again to point to various places on the hills with his ladle as he alternately serves and eats from the same ladle.

    Once they are done speaking the cook hands the ladle to another dwarf and walks off still wearing the slop apron.

    The dwarves keep mostly to themselves but are extremely polite. *



  • _Following Chancellor Lucid's descent from power, Dwin shares some quick words with him that end in a powerful (perhaps too powerful for pastey) handshake, with Dwin saluting to Lucid as he walks away.

    As Dwin turns and enters his tent, he is immediately followed by some recently arrived dwarves in various different armors.

    Several witnesses swear they saw Dwin's usual "smirk" shining through as he turned from Lucid._



  • _The hunter and Norwick scout known as Puma is seen in refugee camp fairly regularly. He makes frequent trips north, but always returns with a veritable feast of freshly killed stags and plenty of animal skins for those the war has displaced.

    When and if asked about his actions he simply responds that it is his duty to reap the bounty of nature for these people so that the might survive the cold months ahead. In fact, he will tell those that ask that he intends to continue the hunt every winter until Norwick is retaken._


  • The Halfling Defence League

    The elf Arikess had been seen practicing melee combat strokes and stances all day at the refugee camp near norwick. He has also been sighted sparring with Elridith in melee combat, being coached by Locrian in the use of a tower shield, and watching Locrian spar with a shield with another man named Vidar.



  • _The chancellor, having no ability to deal justice in his own camp which he sees as now controlled by peltarch forces, begins to escort what townsfolk he can to the safety of other nearby towns day by day for their own safety. As people collect their things, the Chancellor, Edmund and only a handful of volunteers escorts citizens to the gypsy camp, jiyyd and even peltarch if they so choose. The camp grows smaller day by day until only militia and their healers remain.

    The camp is no longer a refugee camp, it is now a war camp.

    The chancellor officially hands over control of the camp to his ranking officer Dwin._

    With the lands of Norwick lost and her people now safe in their new homes, my duties as Chancellor of Norwick are done.

    When Norwick is retaken, if the people will it, I would be honored to take up the position of chancellor once again.

    Lucidious Corvance takes his leave of the war camp. The war is now in the hands of his commanders and those with the decency to offer their aid in retaking the town.



  • The Norwick guards and even Fendon himself go about their daily deeds, never making eye contact or in any way acknowledging the constant whining of the tart in the black armor. Its as if he doesnt exist…



  • Rhyndar hears Feldon's decree, allowing him to finish before chiming in.

    "Per'aps ye should write up a list of yer laws an' rules. Some folks are nay from 'round 'ere, an' they don' know all tha laws. Fark, ah've lived 'ere all mah life, an' ah still 'ear new laws pulled outta a certain dwarf's arse all tha time. Make sure ta include "bein' a farkin' arse" under tha list'uh bannable offenses. We'd nay want folks gettin' banned fer somethin' when yer -soo- desperate fer able bodies."

    He then returns to his fire, studiously reading from a red book, often mumbling to himself.



  • One by one, the defenders refer Genzir to Dwin.



  • Keeper Genzir converses with the Defenders and asking who is their leader in the area. Looks like he has plans…



  • _Dwin emerges from his tent when he hears the commotion. He stares at the men, staring a bit longer at the non-standard armor the leader seems to be wearing.

    He nods his head towards his command-tent and watches the four men enter._



  • Calendel quickly signals Kia and Tristina to aid the injured Militiamen.



  • A squad of 4 very worn beaten over Norwick Militiamen, three in standard Militia garb, the fourth in Banite colored fullplate. All are covered in dirt, blood and gore and look like they haven't slept in a week or two. Every one seems to be missing pieces of armor or clothing, least one bloodied bandage are to be found on each, and the Banite's armor is so badly dented it causes a wince of pain from each step he takes walked into the camp today. A note of annoyance is evident on his face as he scours the faces looking for someone obviously not there and noting alot of non Norwickians in the mix.

    He then adressess the crowd, talking to no specific.

    My men need food and rest. Healers if you got them.

    He then looks around to see who answers.

    All I need is the person in charge

    He then winces in pain.

    And a master Union armor smith to get me out of this thing.

    He then turns and start inspecting the bandages on the other three men. All the men are quite tight lipped about where they have been and what happened though rumor spread thru the camp that the only thing them going was the sight of the Banite's face when they had to hack a dead Frost Giant into pieces to get it off him before he smothered.



  • As the morning sun reaches the sky and the camp comes to life, Fendon stands high on the "rock" (as the camp-folk are callig the sloped rock used for announcements) and reads the following decree.

    Norwickians!

    By order of the his honors, Chancellor Corvance, and Colonel Dolvak of the Mighty Southern Nars Militia, I read the following…

    This Camp in which you all now reside is still subject to Norwick's rules and law. Lawlessness, within the confines of this camp, will be dealt with quickly and severely as wartime demands do not allow for idle disturbances of the nature that we have seen of late.

    Finally, all who reside in this camp or defend it are subject to Norwick laws, despite your city or realm of origin.

    Let us all concentrate on the effort to take back what is ours, and leave petty sqaubbles and tomfoolery behind.

    Long Live the Realm of Norwick!

    Fendon finishes the reading and posts copies of the decree at all corners of the camp so that it is readable by all who can read Common.



  • A rather frustrated man clad in black armor can often be seen pacing along the Crossroads. He carries a box of apples and drinks, offering them to any who hunger or thirst. Some refugees seem confused by this, wondering why someone who has "betrayed" Norwick would bother to spend every waking hour serving its people and defending what little land he has access to. Some speculate he has a death wish, calling out a rather rotund dwarf and pale elf to justify something, both of whom seem content to ignore him.

    Others believe this man simply enjoys the attention, growing tired of his complaining and taunting whenever the dwarf or elf are nearby.



  • A group of adventurers lead by a familiar figure in crimson were seen bringing a large amount of supplies to the refugee encampment. Food, blankets and clothing were amongst the items handed out to the needy people.



  • An elvish druid who has been watching the goings on hears Dwin, she tilts her head abit and looks south, seeing smoke rise from where the town stands.

    "Uh… When do we consider it fallen then? When the bugbear try to open trade routes with Jiyyd and Peltarch?"



  • Mord reports to Dwin A camp is set up near the sisterhood fer now ser. The men are ready ser and patrols and watches will be shifted out on regular intervals. I thought ta leave the camp there as a reminder. Our forces were commited ta Jyiid when Norwick fell.
    Loc and I spoke to em ser and they burn cold. What was iron is now steel. Ye may have ta smack some dicipline inta a few ta keep em from chargin off but most will hold their line and feed steel to the enemy as long at it takes.

    He pulls an slightly bloodied envelope from his tunic The list is almost complete. I wil have it ta ye and the Chancellor at the meetin in Jyiid. All the refugees and Militia are accounted fer and what supplies there may be. there are less of both then I would have liked…but shrugs

    ((Locrian and Mord and another went to the camp, and the towns seeing what remnantes they could find of the refugees and the guard. Most are in Jyiid and whatever numbers are what you, Lucid and the DMs come up with 🙂 ))



  • _After the Fall of Norwick, Dwin gathers what troops and officers he can find and creates a makeshift defense north of the city near the Kelemvorite temple. The force is augmented by the recently arrived soldiers from the Dwarven Hold.

    He also recalls any of the few troops taht were assisting with the Jiyyd defenses._

    Fallen?

    We aint fallen yet lads. This is one lost battle and that's it.

    No farkin way is Norwick fallen!

    A single banner of Norwick flies high over the makeshift group.



  • _Dwin and several of his more "sinister" looking Guardsmen stand near the barracks and listen to the announcement.

    Once Fendon has finished, they look to Dwin for direction. Unfortunately, all they see is Dwin walking off to his office in a rather quick, angry manner._



  • @d61e54cc73=LowerDenizen:

    Send someone to be screwin' around like ye did again, and it'll be yer head with a mage staff in it I'll be leavin' behind.

    _with a threat on his life from the leader of the GC, When lucid spots gypsy soldiers on the norwick side of piss hill guarding to the … south (( spotted ig, not in a post )), hes shocked and appalled. A group of norwick guard from town escort the gypsy forces from norwick and tell them not to return.

    Norwick guardsmen on piss hill now state that Romani forces are banned from the entire realm of Norwick. Most guardsmen stationed on piss hill begin to wonder if the threat on the Chancellors life will lead to war, especially after finding romani forces on norwick soil shortly after..._