Gypsy Gossip
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_It has become common knowledge that Cotton and Yurana ((Arwen En’ Aha)) are helplessly in love and a dedicated couple. Only their closest friends have been told about their soul bonding, staying wrapped in each other’s arms for nearly three days performing this act of love, hidden from any eyes or ears.
Though their love is known throughout camp due to their actions with one another and open words of shared love. They make sure to always maintain decency in front of others just like any other couple in love. Only mild forms of their shared love is ever expressed out in the open._
((Note: Cotton might have the body of a human, but her spirit and soul are still Moon Elf))
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*** A rumor flies around the Gypsy camp that general grag has said he will smite the next person hitting on his young Vibacious wife That knowingly knows she is married….***
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A certain confused half-elf who bore an uncanny resemblance to Penny was seen wandering around the camp a few days back. She seemed to have serious memory trouble, as well as a few interesting nervous tics, and kept asking for Penny by name. The only difference between their appearances were the Tatoos. Beyond that, they were like twins.
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Kaona has been seen sitting at a different fire leaning on one of the other trees the last few days. It seems there is something on the woman’s mind. A bright girlish smile will cross her face every now and then as she fiddles with a ring on her hand. With a toss of her hair, she jumps up and trots over to King Horgan. After a brief talk, she strolls off with a determined smile on her face as she heads back to the inner camp with a bottle of Romani wine in her hand.
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Anakore, who seems to spend increasing amount of time in the Camp whenever his job in the city permits him, has recently started taking his 3-year old son Nickolai to the Gypsy fires. The boy seems to be well accepted with Cotton and Kaona, and around his son Anakore somehow seems a gentler, prouder man.
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After a brief absence for what she refers to as a "little trip to Waterdeep", Penny can be seen again in camp wearing a bright red robe, frequently followed by a small dragon companion, whom she calls Malla. She can be heard speaking to Malla in what, to the astute listener, sounds like draconic. There has also been an unconfirmed rumor that she was seen cooking a piece of meat for Malla with flames that seemed to originate from her hands, her eyes glowing a strange shade of crimson.
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_During the last week Anakore has been staying at Kaona's place and been spending time in her company almost exclusively. They're happily making love, spending time socialising at the fire, making long walks together and both seem pretty happy with their lot.
With Shyrae having left on a trip again Gaedyn is around, more comfortable without her watching eye on his back, and practices tracking and fencing almost exclusively. He spends much time with Cotton, eager to learn how to make bows but too shy to really ask her how to get started._
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Graadvul is seen sitting around the fire in the middle of the night drinking down some wine and staring into the fire. Lately he has been talking of ghosts and spirits haunting the camp. Appearantly these spirits have been "visiting" him quite often when he is alone in the camp. He speaks of a constant feeling of being watched and of cold whispers. Folen still reports that during the early morning hours he can still hear a low humming chant outside his tent. Though the spirit(s) don't seem to be harmful they are very unsettling to the superstitious Romani as having a restless soul wandering the camp can only be trouble.
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Some of the Romani, being a very superstitious lot who reveres death greatly, have been talking latley around the fires. Folen has been talking of hearing voices around his tent at night. He claims that every time he looks out there is nothing except a gentle cool breeze that moves past. When pressed further he explains that he can never hear what is being said. Some are talking of evil spirits in the camp….
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_Elrin was seen one night, leaving for one of his usual trips out into the spider woods, telling Zer he should return by morning. He did not return in the morning, however, but late in the afternoon. Bleeding heavily from many small fang holes in his armor, he seemed angered more than anything, laboriously removing his armor and bandaging his wounds afterwards.
When asked he would reply.
"Damned spiders… Strong they were, and many, unlike I've seen in some time. The poison drained me to such weakness I could not walk... And the bastards stole my sword...."
Muttering under his breath, he wanders off into the Camp to recover from his wounds._
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A logger tells a tale around the fire that a few weeks ago he found the corpses of many HUGE spiders near the edges of the chasm at the southern tip of the Hidden Pass. They were slain by axe, magic and other methods. He also noted that no one should drink from the small stream near the southern cove… it is poisoned by something foul.
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The blacksmith has been complaining for the past few days of a foul smell of death around his workstation. After some investigation Mohave and a few others locate the source of the smell. A small gnoll was found under the shack that sits in front of the blacksmith. It was encased in webbing and appearantly the spider that captured it had dragged it there sometime during the night. By all reports given by Mohave the spider must have been of considerable size, but then again the forest is plagued by the giant spiders so the gnolls body was tossed into the ravine that seperates the camp and their lands without a second thought.
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Several small animals have been found around the camp, in particular behind the shanty and in the inner camp in the far back corner. The animals have been drained of their insides through large puncture wounds. Looks as if the spiders have been acting up lately which is nothing new to the camp.
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Smoke rises filling the sky above in a web of darkness. The scent of brimstone lingers in the area while a thin layer of ash coats the trees. Winged demons emerge from the fires of the camp…some wielding swords and armor. Other fiends carry themselves only by their wings having no arms or legs…their jagged blood encrusted teeth aim for the faces of their victims.
Onlookers surmised a portal has indeed opened and the demons find their way to this plane. Waves of ice appear from time to time to seal up the ruptured barrier to the alternate planes.
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_Campfire talk has been going around that there may be a new dryad in the southern section of the Hidden Pass. One that looks like a young Kharbeh… but has none of her memories and only speaks in the tongue of fey. She has grown bold enough to come into the camp several times... and even had a talk with one of the members of the druidic circle from the south.
Although it looks like Kharbeh... those that know her made note that the green elf commonly had a grin on her face and this one does not seem to know how... Also, no one remembers her having sap colored eyes before._
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After recent events, Kaona has been more short-tempered than usual. It seems that things that normally would not bother her are now making her furious. Only a select few has she allowed to touch her these days.
She has also not been seen in the sleeping cabin much either. Mallan and some of the guards say that she has been staring at the fires or just wandering around camp at all hours of the night.
Oddly enough, she is now wearing a glove on her left hand that reaches her elbow. If asked about it, she will just shrug and say that a wise man advised her to wear it.
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The serene quiet of the camp was shattered recently when monsters born of fire singed the fallen leaves of camp. The monsters preceded the appearance of black marble obelisk with ancient runes inscribed upon them.
Fire shall cleanse them and give birth to one once forgotten.
Sam the paladin who claims ownership of a hill in the Nars Pas destroyed the object releasing a fiery beast some called a Ballor. Many of the trees and houses were partially destroyed as the Gypsies and Gaje joined forces to put a stop to the beast!
Another day rose and we celebrated our victory, yet, that was soon to pass for what happened next caused many to take shelter. The campfires sparked and the line between this world and the fire plane seemed to weaken for a time.
From the fires came demons unseen before by many….creatures that took on the form of man-scorpions and winged fire monstrosities. Again, the brave warriors fought them back…but they still came…when suddenly, dragons made of fire brought forth the demon herself, Sister Tessa. The one rumored to be responsible for the campâ€
s recent fiery nightmares.“Where is Mara?†she demanded.
The blistered warriors failed to answer her quickly, as she demanded and once again called forth her demons to make the combatants her victims.
In a twist of fate, a wave of ice coated the fiery entrance once again settling things as they once were…if not a bit chillier.
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Kaona has been seen gathering small pieces of bark around the big woodpile. She will glance around to see if anyone is watching then slip the pieces in a small pouch. If she is asked about what she is doing she will smile innocently at them.
Oh nothing…just some research…
She will then stroll back over to her usual spot by the fire chuckling faintly. When she glances back over to who was talking her, her eyes are glittering mischievously.
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_After a long, long time of absence, finally Cailah returned home. Speaking of Cormyr and the wondrous places she has seen, she soon falls back into the "routine" running the camp.
Hearing all the rumors and happenings, that took place while she was gone leave her thinking. She takes special care of her herbs and bandages, sticking around to hear more, trying to help wherever needed.
Giving up hope to find a place in the wolves upon hearing of Grivel's death, she concentrates her skills on the camp and her friends.Seeing Kaona once again at the fires, she regards her and her arm with a curious glance, yet, her manners forbid to ask intrusing questions. When more and more gather around the flames, she offers tea and sits, silently listening to the conversations._
