Jiyyd Rumors



  • _Nicahh is seen strolling into Jiyyd with a near foolish smile upon her lips, her seemingly unaware of it, though she blushes slightly when she finds herself humming some. After a few moments to recover and refocus her thoughts, she sets about excitedly talking to different groups in the town, asking if any are interested in helping the Sisterhood to escort some kids from Peltarch down to the Sisterhood estate. She says they will be making the trip soon, and if folks have the time, to please leave a message for her at the Sisterhood.

    If it is the adoption of the kids from Peltarch, or other outside forces, that has her so cheerful, it is hard to say._



  • For a few days there is a slight increase in hostility about Jiyyd. Two elves seemed to have had disagreement or misunderstanding, and can be seen leering at one another, just as one would draw her blade and hide herself under a spell of invisibility. The familiar blonde silver robed elf can't be seen in town for a short time, while another with purple hair is in town. Her name is called as people search the surrounding grounds for her, but eventually she gives in to reconcile over a strange but good cup of tea.



  • _A peaceful dawn on the Jiyyd commons is shattered when a small group of adventurers rush in the west gate. One word is spoken, and instantly spells of protection and augmentation are cast from all quarters.

    The one word: Drow.

    Rumor spreads that Lope, Kirlan, and an unknown gnome fought a drow wizard in a savage duel on the Central Plains, forestalling a drow raiding party.

    A larger, better-armed band of heroes was seen setting out with the morning sun, intent on examining the caves on the plains for signs of what the drow are up to._

    -Lagermane



  • _After an incident invloving Aelthas, a helmite and the spirit of Thorin Bloodaxe, he was seen chuckling with the helmite at the south gate.

    He was heard commenting about how not everyone was told about this spirit and there is no way of knowing if it was hostile or not. He was also heard saying that at no time did he raise his weapon to the spirit or threaten it in any way before its attack, which he also did not fight back during. He went to talk to it and it attacked him.

    He was seen talking to the spirit later out on the road before heading off north.

    He leaves word at the temple for Jirka, expressing his sincere apologies for any misunderstanding and he has no intention of harming the spirit, but that next time it may be good if people were properly informed of spirits who may be wandering through the town. As something like that could be seen as a problem by some._



  • @aaaf58577a=v_black:

    A rumor seems to suggest that the drow want to take away the sun, or maybe move the entire surface undergound.

    Lope, overhearing this, bursts into braying laughter.

    _"I was there when the rumor got started, and it's nothing more than people being too clever for their own good.

    "Came from a Yuan-Ti being questioned on what the Drow were up to… in answer, it just looked up at the sun.

    "Aha! So clearly the Drow are after the sun!

    "Except the next thing the snake said was, 'You should not be found in these woods... after dark.'

    "Could it be that it was glancing at the sun... for the reason most people do... to get an idea of how close we were to nightfall? Seems more likely to me than the Drow being able to put out the sun.

    "So all we need to worry about now is their plan to murder us all in the night, plunging Narfell into an era of their dark, spider-fetished rule in which the surface races are slaves, cattle, and sport.

    "The lollipops, now, I believe that one. Until this wild magic garbage is over we're going to see stranger things than that."_

    She grins widely, and goes back to mending a gash in her chainmail.

    -Lagermane



  • Word spreads of an imminent invasion from the North, wreaking havoc upon the town of Jiyyd. The feared enemy? Lollipops. Local hear-say has it that a lollipop, once viewed to be an innocent, delicious treat, may be the leading cause of wild magics in and around the once peaceful hamlet.



  • @04d3ee175e:

    a certain elder of the circle would like to know the location of whatever plant the drow are smoking

    I would like to point out that Fool has been espousing the effects of those mushrooms in the underdark for ages. 😉



  • A messenger was sent to jiyyd looking for the legion, a slightly worrying expression…



  • It seems one of the more interesting things the wild magic has caused was the summoning of a firey salamander to the plains before Jiyyd. It caused havoc for a while, not quite pleased about being called from the plane of fire and left a few trees burning before vanishing again. Luckily no one died.



  • A man in Legion colored leathers was seen talking with a beautiful blond-haired woman for hours, just inside the entrance to the Jiyyd bat caves


  • The Halfling Defence League

    a certain elder of the circle would like to know the location of whatever plant the drow are smoking



  • A rumor seems to suggest that the drow want to take away the sun, or maybe move the entire surface undergound.



  • Genzir can be seen running around in a dignified frenzy, casting spells (of magic detection, to those who would recognize the) all over town and on the outskirts, and asking if anybody knows what caused the recent degradation of the Weave.



  • It is rumored that Draihken, Raver and Sywyn discovered a werewolve nest just outside of Jiyyd, the werewolve was destroyed and the corpse's within the cave were burned to prevent any spread of the lycanthropy disease, the location of the werewolve was given to them by the heroic farmers boy Jordi who had seen the creature and had planned to kill it himself



  • Anyone venturing to the plains can see the bodies of orcs scattered like broken childrens dolls



  • Word spreads that a squad of orcs were on recently on the East Road attacking three people searching for a trouble-maker that was in town before. Major Theaon can be heard muttering that if the orc chief wishes to meet with General Grag, they should honor the cease-fire instead of acting like the pig farkers they normally are.


  • Legion

    *General Grag is seen carrying a dead corpse with many legion members and Shane tot he Helm temple many seemed happy with this man being dead…....



  • Residents awaken one morning to an absolutely delightful smell coming from the cookpot by the gate. The stew-pot is filled with a soup made with meaty soup-bones, garlic, onions, and a large quantity of very unusual mushrooms that you would not recognize unless you happen to frequent mineral-rich areas of the underdark. The Keeper of Spellweaver and another man sit by the pot sipping bowls of the soup, which is soon devoured by the local farmers and other townsfolk, some travelers, and a few legionnaires. The pot is empty by early afternoon.

    EDIT:
    Later on, Genzir, Nym and Seer are seen standing around near the gate talking in, again, a bewildering multitude of languages and commenting on whether they make sense and understand each other.



  • A red-haired young man with a pike sits in the inn, having a few ales, and soon gets drawn into a conversation about the current council..
    "Wi' them Helmers and them Legion.. wha's the councel doin' anyways, 'cept fer sittin' on them arses whilest people 're dyin'. Ah say, let them Legion er Helmers run town.. er tha' Dwin.. 'least they get things done wit'."



  • A great bolt of lightening recently struck the cookpot in Jiyyd, zapping it into oblivion and in its place leaving a rather confused and panicked chicken. The small crowd were at first dumb-struck by the feathery visitor's flashy arrival, but the real trouble began when the chicken clucked and a ring of fire surrounded it. The bird panicked even more at this, running about and leaving trails of wildfire in its wake. It headed for the Silver Valley, and there the mystery was solved by shopkeeper Freppi after some more fiery troubles. It seems an insistant gnome mage bought some rather peculiar eggs from the store, and apparantly thought it a fine idea to eat them…Speaking the mage's name, Pluck, returned the gnome to his rightful form. Thus the age-old mystery of what came first, the chicken or the egg, was solved: it was the egg.