::Rumors heard in the Lucky Ferret::
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_The various kitchen boys and barmaids of the area begin to relate tales of hearing a quiet knock during the midnight hours along the backalley delivery doors of the free soupkitchens in the docks.
Apparently they here this soft five-knock and when the door is opened there is no sign of anyone, but at the doorstep lays a fully tressed boar fed on forest land. Or a deer clearly fat with the fruits of the eastern farmlands. Or some other game which represents a potential pest to the lands within one or so leagues of Peltarch.
The wild game supplements greatly the food available at the free kitchens. Those who rely on them in this time of need enjoy the noble feast. Those who work at these kitchens enjoy the chance to work with such fine meat instead of the usual sub-standard fare._
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A tall blonde woman with a sash in the colours of the Black Sails tied around her waist ventures into the Ferret to leave word to Captain Deacon that a wedding feast will soon be held by the bridge in the Nars Pass. The captain and his crew are all invited, but she adds, rather sternly: "No fajting until after the ceremony and the songs be done!" Satisfied to have completed her errand, the blonde leaves the Docks, as usual completely oblivious to the leering eyes of the sailors.
((friday 19'th, starting at around 8 pm GMT))
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Rumors has it the Black Sails Shipping Company are hiring once again, and interested clients need to only seek out Drelan Ashire for further information.
Evidentally anyone with "useful" skills will be considered.
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During the nights. Cray can be seen of late in the Ferrit. Sitting in the corner, illuminated by his own means. He seems as though he is busy at study. A few books spread out and proped up in front of him. Sipping a drink and smoking his unusual cigars. He appears to have the signs of someone who is lacking of sleep. He leaves the Ferrit before dawn each day.
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Drelan Ashire has been spotted standing on one of the piers, with a half a bottle of something labeled "Dolvak" in front of him and just standing their starring without moving as if waiting for something.
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A man wearing the finest deep velvet robes with the cowl generally pulled far low has been seen more often within the inn, talking to those within and allowing people in back for fights and gambling when they become frequent customers. When word gets to him about this man wanting a "Clash of the Champions" he tells anah to let the man know to leave a note with her.
((PM ME))
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Rumor has it that a young man in his early 20s, who goes by Seth has been asking for the owner. His only explanation is, "I have business to discuss with him". It seems that he has been spending alot of time in the pits "rehearsing" something about Clash of the Champions.
((More information coming soon))
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Those who frequent the Ferret may have heard a small hin, with her face hidden, sitting in a corner, saying that she is placing a bounty on a certain dwarf, called Mercy, for robbing her. She wants to be informed when the dwarf is in a dangerous position, because she is planning on taking her down then, and taking what is rightfully hers back.
The hin has taken the bounty back.
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After many years of not having stepped foot in the ferret, Chaevre' has been seen to enter the ferret and order herself a vile of Imagination, she goes to sit and enjoy the drink undesturbed before leaving.
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_A dark haired man, accompanied by a large mustached noble fellow, a rough looking eye patched lady, a calm and polite dark haired monk woman and a fire mephit were seen trudging back into the city alongside a swaggering, plump dwarfess.
The mephit was seen passing off a few flirty comments and batting it's eye lashes to the dwarf, which was trying to ignor it. The dark haired man was wiping his forhead, chuckling and mumbling about rude familiars. The rough looking woman was smirking in amusement as the monk woman just watched quietly. The large mustached man was seen passing off fancy speach and commenting the usual.
Wiping the blood off there boots, and adjusting there equipment, they sat by the south fire to chat a bit before finally parting ways and saying there goodbyes._
((Special thanks to the players involved with this lower level RP. It's quite honestly the most fun I've had with the character I was playing – Again, thanks to the players getting involved in a player-based expedition to the giantspire and RPing it out impecibly.
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On a side note, Alan Schek was seen keeping the local drunkies away from Kayewen, taking glances around the pub and clearing his throat as she drank herself silly. Beckoning her to stop, to no avail, he continued keeping a casual watch and kept on keeping her clear of the local trouble makers, clearing his throat and muttering about "Damn lightning" or "Stupid duels."
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According to insubstantial rumors the mercenary brute Kaywen challenged the druid Oreth to a duel which was conducted at an unknown location. Although most regulars of the Ferret seem to know about it. The first round featured Kaywen charging Oreth with a huge greatsword, and ended to Kaywen's favor. Oddly enough the mercenary drew out a sheet of paper and read from it a line that included an insult to the winded druid. Even more oddly she chatted amiably to the druid later and they even fought an second duel. This time Oreth managed to call down a lightning strike on Kaywen, but even such hampered Kaywen managed to overcome the druid using a slightly altered scyth. It is widely believed that if the druid had brought an animal to his aid, as most druids do in the wilderness, the fight would have no doubt ended in the druids favor. Later Kaywen was seen getting thoroughly drunk, first in the Lucky Ferret and later in the Dancing Mermaid.
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Rumor has it that Drelan Ashire has been down in the docks talking to dock workers about general work loads, compensation, safety, and other matters.
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a large box was brought in a few days back by a group of people, they say they found it near the entrance to the sewers. when the huddle of people opened the box a few seconds later they all fell silent. The box was spilt on to the floor and it was filled with sacks of gold attached to pieces of parchment with names and times writting on them. Most of the names were of senators, but the ones with smaller bags of gold had names of lessor known people. the box was cast into the ocean, but the gold got almost all too drunk to remember the entire incident.
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A dwarf with lots of scars enters the tavern. His beard reaches down to his groin. The beard is well cared and adorned with gold and silver clasps. He has a keg that is almost as large as himself on his back, a leather strap is attached on each end of the keg. The strap crosses the dwarfs chest to make sure that the keg stays on his back. The dwarf carries a huge silver greataxe in his right hand. The silver axe is ornamented with golden snakes that trail around the grip.
The dwarf finds a good table and begins talking to the commoners, sharing tales and even some ale from his keg. The axe is either in his hand on his lap incase someone tries to steal his ale.
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_For the past three nights running a man calling himself Crowe has walked into the Ferret at the stroke of midnight, bought himself a single drink then left again.
Some of the customers recognise him as a veteran of the recent civil war, others say that they have seen him patrolling the Docks between sundown and sunrise over the past few nights, stopping people on their travellers to warn them of the dangers of the district, occasionaly escorting people to their destinations…_
((Hours of play with no body but Fenz to talk to… It burnssesss... o.0))
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Drelan Ashire has been sighted questioning, albeit in a friendly, many people in the docks to see if they've seen any unusual happenings. He isn't seeming to differentiate from business owner, or resident asking them all with equal interest. He can also be seen walking through the docks quite often as if making rounds.
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Word spreads that evidentally many of the guards of Peltarch are saying that NOTHING bad ever happens when the guard's on duty. While many laugh at this very statement finding it one of the most comedict statements ever, a certain person seems more irate about such a thing. He can often be heard grumbling, "And to think I just thought they were corrupt.. evidentally blind and think they're perfect individuals too.. Hrmph stopped more death attempts in my time here than they have all year. Maybe I should go ask them to double my pay from free. "
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Evidentally three men and a lady stumbled into the ferret one night, looking for Gildor. The men were dressed in fairly revealing clothing and smelled of alcohol carrying several bottles with them in fact, all except for one that wore a full uniform. Being unable to find her, they stumbled into one the backrooms, and later some of the patrons swore they heard an announcer.
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@3e60804004=Etherian:
Stories circulate of a now known Drelan Ashire rowing a small boat around the lake and sometimes practicing sword stances while standing in it. Why he's doing such a thing is unknown but anyone that's asked him about it he merely looks at as if they're daft.
OOC: LOL
IC:
Deacon can often be seen accompanying Drelan in his training or seen shouting orders and instructions from the shore
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Stories circulate of a now known Drelan Ashire rowing a small boat around the lake and sometimes practicing sword stances while standing in it. Why he's doing such a thing is unknown but anyone that's asked him about it he merely looks at as if they're daft.
