Jiyyd Rumors
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With the war now over, the orcs defeated and their fortress sacked, the Chessentan Sentinels leave the region, one of them activating the portal in the Ridge and the whole group moving trough, taking their equipment with them. It seems that the three carts loaded with a special weapon remained unused, though this does not seem to bother any of them. Apparantly it is an expensive thing to use.
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Word spreads that the orcs exhausted most of their resources during the battle in Jiyyd. A few days later word is heard a group led by Major General Grag of the Legion entered the orc fortress without meeting much resistance. A few hours later a large cloud of smoke was seen rising from the fortress as the group returned to Jiyyd. One of the Legionaires was seen carrying the body of a woman as he entered town.
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*After the orc and giant attack, KULL can be seen very wounded and tired but still with strenth enough to place some wood to repair the now completly destroyed gates of the front.
He seems sad for the brave friends that participated in the battle and that payed the ultimate price to keep Jyiid safe from harm.
When asked about who were the brave warriors that defended Jyiid, he simple says:
" da ones wuuu fell in battle, dem iz da heroes. "Among manny of the ones that bravely fell fighting the combined force of Orcs and Giants, Private Horg, Briar and Rhystin remain in KULL´s thoughts and prayers for their courage and bravery*
/// :bowdown: Thank you Nilla (and any other DM that participated) for a great event!! The way it all happend was howsome, the tension filled the air when the Darkness fade away and both sides of the armys started to blaim eachother for braking the duel, the acusations, the magic missiles and ray of frost casted against Jyiid defenders really spiced thigs up and started the fire!! Whas great !!! Thank you ALL both PC´s and DM´s for a great event :bowdown:
KULL (Half Orc Barbarian, Training Officer and Major in the Legion)
“To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of the women!”
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General Grag went to meet with the orc chieftain outside of the fortress. Apparantly a duel followed, with darkness covering both Grag and the orc champion just as Grag prepared to strike the killing blow. The orcs than staged a massive assault on the Jiyyd line, with several giants still joining the fighting. Many died, but the defenders stubbornly refused to be pushed back into Jiyyd, though there were a few desperate moments, and the after a full day of fighting, the waves of orcs and giants died down. However, it was soon revealed the orcs had in the meantime managed to break trough the lid of the well, and were coming up in the middle of the town. This attack was swiftly repelled, as was a sneaky mage who went around disarming people and kegging buildings. The battle had finally ended.
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Posted outside the Sisterhood, and also at the Regal
@7383c5da06:
Auction in aid of rebuilding Norwick
An auction will be held in Norwick on the day of the Feast of the Moon to encourage the return of traders, settlers and other people to the re-claimed town. Norwick will once again be a bastion of defence against the savage creatures of the South and safe haven for those who trade or build honestly with the resources of the Rawlinswood.
Any wishing to have items listed should contact Keira either at the Sisterhood, or in Norwick itself. No item too small or too valuable!
A list of available lots will be posted in Norwick
Seller Information
Items will be listed in auction at no cost. On successful sale, 10% of the sale price will go to Norwick to cover costs incurred in the rebuilding and rehoming of both refugees and new settlers to the area. Those interested in more permanent trade arrangements within Norwick should contact Chancellor Lucidious, or Dwin of the Craft Union.((PM me with items you wish sold and any reserve or minimum price you'd want for it. ))
Event time and date:
Saturday 19th May - 2200UTC/GMT
1800 Eastern US (daylight saving)
2300 GMT+1 (UK daylight saving)
0800 Sunday Australia Eastern (Brisbane)
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Cyrian has been seen in town recently, though the sight of something has seemed to make him forget himself, something from his past? something from his dreams? perhaps from another life, in any case he hasnt acted this . . . strangely, in a very long time.
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A Small Sign posted on the Regal's Noticeboard:
Wanted
_Instuctor or Tutor for learning Mulhorandi. Negotiable fee for lessons.
Contact Lilin Le'Noir, Tent Pandz, Gypy Camp, or Leave message at the Scarlet Sisterhood, Jiyyd. Reimbursement for hiring messengers to contact me available_
((Contact Via Forum PM / IRC / Or send me tell in game.))
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Albryanna watches with curiousity as the fire giants fight side-by-side with the hin folk, wondering why they have taken such actions.
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People are talking about the recent fire giants standing amungst the "Little people" Giving and recieving orders and helping lead a charge into the orcs and Frost giants front lines. It was heard they fought bravely yelling tempus' name in battle and pushing the orcs all the way back to the windy plains before having to fall back….
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As the dragon was slain, many stood and watched the fallen beast for a moment, before ripping into it's corpse. It is said even a fire giant named Grax travelled up the mountain with the group and stood side by side with Grag, cleaving a bloody path to the peak
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_Non of the Sentinels were present when Sharn was slain.
But apparantly, they managed to fling a rock into Norwick and crush one of the bugbear elites.
It was a good day for Sentinelhood._
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It is also noted as well that members from the Sisterhood and the Guardians had given their aide in this expedition despite their much more modest numbers and presence.
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Its noted that many different organizations helped out, including four from the Cerluean Knights and three from the Bardic College of Narfell. Some say it proved to be one of the first times the many groups spanning Narfell worked well together
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Sharn is dead, the severed and toothless head catapulted into the orc lines by jubilant dwarves. The Legion, Spellweaver and the Order of the Phoenix all united in a brutal spearpoint punching through the forces of orcs and giants arrayed in the Coldstone foothills before assaulting the higher peaks and slaying many of the Frost Giant command.
After heavy fighting and some regrettable but light casualties, the heroes returned ferried in the claws of a Red dragon. Understandably, morale is much higher amongst the defenders.
((Thanks to Nilla, Andelas, Scutum and Coann for DMing and the many many players that slogged through the mammoth and rather tense expedition))
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_Aelthas has been seen walking around Jiyyd now, he moves slowly and keeps to himself most times, only giving small nods to anyone he sees.
He usually sits under one of the trees for awhile, reading a book quietly. He glances up at any sudden movements, his eyes, one green, one black, scanning the area slowly before returning to his book._
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A group of Sheshae elves followed a rotting smell into Jiyyd, finding a number of baby heads sans eyes in the trash. They headed off towards the swamp, lead by a bloodhound by the name of Yaervan, finding another trash bin filled with dead and chopped children on the way. Joined by a few others, the group entered the swamp, and after many hours arrived back in Jiyyd, looking tired and disturbed. Yaervan wasn't with them though. Apparantly he was "taken by the fires."
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Jeremy has been seen at the warfront constantly now, fighting in any battle or skirmish he can. When asked about his strange behaviour in protecting places he dosen't even care about, he simply responds with "It's like the good ol' days aye."
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That very big flat rock not to far from the entrance to the former worg cave has been decorated with a charcole drawing.
A person with long hair and pointy ears stands with hands outstretched in supplication. A few gems have been stuck onto the palms with a little drop of green wax just to keep them in place.
Nearby, a gigantic figure stands over some swirly wirey bits. A smudged cloud going most of the way up the giant's legs represents an explosion. Droplets of blood from the dead worg at the base of the rock mar the giant's skin.
Written underneath in large letting of the trade tongue is first 'Sorry' and then, below, 'Thank you'.
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Smoke rises from the battlefield south of Jiyyd, As a great Akanaxan warrior was sent away on a funeral pyre.
"In time we will meet you in the fields brother."
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*Lyte can be heard telling the tale of the brave demise of one of the clan of mostly naked defenders from afar, named Cleon, who charged along beside her to destroy a fiendish orc catapult team who was lobbing death at the Jiyyd defenses at the beginnings of the mighty assault the past week that coincided with Norwick's fall.
She holds his distinctive cape, and searches around for the fellows equally undressed mates, without immediate success, to return to them his possessions.
She laments his death, which she thinks came due to his running faster in his nakedness than she could in her plate, to meet the enemy. She composes a bit of verse, in memory of his very brave death, proving convincingly, that she is no bard.*
_"Oh, fast running man,
In little but your drawers,
Bravery you wore, but little…
Little more."_
