Reports of entire caravans not arriving at their destinations begin to reach the major settlements! They center around the southern part of the Sarcosta River and the paths surrounding Azha.
Tragedy strikes once more for the colonial forces of Captain Corsair and his Golden Legion! In one day, the tides shift and panic sets in. After a vast storm sweeps the continent of Atoyatl, all of Corsair's ships are sunk, the undead rise, and fire and lightning eradicate the progress made with their dock construction. If this were not bad enough, a manticore assaulted the dock, though fortunately, Captain Corsair himself was able to put an end to this lesser threat with a show of might. Though the undead were removed and many were able to survive this, the dead are still being tallied.
Vocal elements of Khyron's faith are declaring doom upon Corsair's crusade to the new land! Though the validity of the statement is hard to prove, the group publicly known as the Stormbringers are claiming onus over the kraken attack, stating that this fate, and many others, far worse are signs of displeasure from the Ravager.
Romario Corsair and his legion, in search of the new world, have been at sea for quite some time now and word is a buzz around the realms that within the next few days, they should make landfall on the continent. However, there are whispers that on passing Argentrock, the convoy encountered and was forced to fight off a kraken of gargantuan size. To what extent the legion has been inhibited is as of yet unknown, but telepathic conversation conveys that Corsair is still confident in his men, the legion, and the righteous might of the Kreysneothosian cause!
The church of Kreysneothosies announces today that in but a few short weeks, there will be an expedition to Atoyatl, where a crusade seeks to bring enlightenment to the uneducated savages of that faraway land. Led by the well-known adventurer Captain Romario corsair of the Golden Legion, it is hoped that within a matter of weeks after their launch, the voyage should make landfall, where the contingent will begin construction of a beachhead from which they can expand their heroic enterprise into the unexplored jungles of the wild, untamed continent.
Surprise! The Temple of Kreysneothosies was attacked today in the pre-dawn hours by what can only be called a lightning strike. No attackers entered the temple itself but over a dozen priests and supplicants were killed by ferocious crossbow fire from the outside after which the attackers simply vanished. Few witnesses survived, but those that did described the attackers as being heavily armed and armored, and wearing black and red regalia and standards. Families of the victims are calling for answers as to why the temple was so poorly prepared for such an attack whilst knowing of the obvious and imminent danger.
Astonishing news from Tonovi! Saralona Row-Sorrow, a well-regarded citizen of Antioch has successfully engaged in diplomacy with Tonovi's Minister of State, Corina Beutler, resulting in the release of 100 of the city's Kreysneothosies-worshipping prisoners! Kaspar Strauss made a public announcement praising the diplomatic approach taken by Saralona. His speech cast doubt on the ability of the Church of Kreysneothosies to handle its own problems in a fair and mature manner. He also suggested that perhaps the Church outsource all of its diplomatic actions in the future.
The Church of Kreysneothosies responded to Tonovi's demands today with no uncertain terms: They will stand behind the actions and words of their two agents and refuse to give them over to the Tonovians. In response, Chancellor Kaspar Strauss has declared the Church of Kreysneothosies a terrorist organization; a force of chaos and destruction that hates freedom and the will of the common people. As a result, all Kreysneothosies worshippers in the city have been named as suspects in terrorist activity and hundreds have been captured and imprisoned in the dark hours of the night.
The City of Tonovi has sent a formal letter of complaint to the Church of Kreysneothosies today, demanding the heads of the two agents of the Church who attacked and killed Marvin Loeb. If the demands are not met, then the worship of Kreysneothosies will be banned in the city and all worshippers considered collaborators in the event.
Today, Chancellor Kaspar Strauss gave a rousing speech, denouncing outside threats to the city and calling on the spirit and resolve of the people to face this latest tragedy. This speech was seen as a call to action by the people of the city, and it seems Tonovi has not simply been resting on its laurels this past decade.
The citizenry of Tonovi is in an uproar as a well-respected and decorated guard captain, Marvin Loeb, has been murdered ruthlessly by what Councilor Kaspar Strauss is calling 'religious fanatical terrorists'. Marvin Loeb was raised as a hero during the war with Nurval, where he selflessly placed the lives of others over his own in the protection of the citizenry against a horde of undead. Councilor Kaspar Strauss will make an official statement on the ruined steps of the old palace to the common folk later today. The City of Tonovi has sent letters of demand to the Church of Kreysneothosies to produce these criminals, or their heads, or else. He has also called on the cities of Shadow and Azha to choose a side in this matter and deal with the consequences of that choice for the foreseeable future.
A few days back, (24 Sum 767 SG) a cataclysmic shockwave rippled through the arcane weave, causing surges of wild magic that produced random effects, such as feathers growing on trees, fish singing, and livestock adopting coloration best fitting of a jester at court. Coinciding with a Kismetic ritual, rumors begin to spread that in the midst of a covert mission to the very depths of the ocean, a priest of the Iridescent Inspiration gave his life in a burst of spellfire to close an astral gate. Aided by a canny team of adventurers including forces from Edea, Jarmila, Kreysneothosies, Callamir, Eucalia, Nim'navanon and Cevahir, the threat of the slaad and the astral being known as the entity was finally put to rest, leaving the realms once more safe for the common citizenry.
The latest gossip in taverns across the realm speaks of an influx of missing persons now relocated to their homes after five years of unexplained absence. Rumours abound that these people, all kidnapped in the night have returned thanks to the Kismeti, who staged a series of rescue missions deep below the oceans, though the validity of this is, as of yet, unsubstantiated.
News begins to spread that after gathering information specifically relevant to their faith, the Kismeti have stepped into the fight against the Slaadi! Attacks are becoming fewer and further between as these dimensional rifts are slowly located and closed, finally giving the healing orders a breath to take stock and gather their strength. This does not mean that the alien incursion is over however. There have been rumors in taverns across the lands of a cult, led by a kraken that is attempting to bring forth their profane astral god from outside the prime material. Though not substantiated, it is believed at this time that this cult is in league with the psionic drow who were once lead by the being who called itself the Dreamweaver. Sightings of kraken are not prevalent though, which causes suspicions to grow as to the true motives and location of these beings.
Word is slowly spreading that frog-like monsters have been spotted in the docks of both Tharis and Torm. Though no one was harmed in these, it is clear that this is no longer an isolated incident. Shadow in response has established a quarantine zone for all ocean travel, though so far, these are the only known encounters.
News slowly begins to spread that ships traveling less prevalent routs have not been arriving in ports across the realm. There are rumors that merchant vessels are encountering fog banks, strange storms and other anomalous weather phenomenon unconventional for the well traveled shipping lanes. Stranger than this, there are reports coming in that boats of all sizes, large and small have been showing up unmanned and devoid of cargo far off of where they should be. At the same time, sailors have been reporting to healers with resistant diseases that have left them crippled or dead.
Celebrations resound in the dwarven settlement of Kinaro as a group of brave adventurers reopened the gate to a long lost area, the Steppes of Carmorth. Soldiers and of various dwarven clans and cevaharian soldiers have already traversed the gateway near the Kinaro church to protect this new patch
News spreads like wildfire from the north! Stories filter through from Tonovi and Antioch that they are being terrorised by an ogre with a massive build, who “claims” to be a “civilised” monster of all things! At the same time, the temple of Cevahir appears to corroborate this information; there is an ogre with that very description known to frequent the temple, socialising with one of their faithful. Likewise, information is spreading; Marvin Loeb, champion of Tonovi has been bested by an ogre who stormed their gates, the hero grievously wounded and left to die at the roadside. Though Marvin yet lives, his sword was stolen and Tonovi is now regarding all inhumans with suspicion, this extending to half-breeds and other tainted creatures who are suggested to be sentient, tales of gnomish, dwarven and elven merchants rejected from entry at all, among others.
News has now reached most cities that a massive dwarven raid against a Duergar stronghold responsible for the raids across the realm. Gossip says the gold and shield dwarves sacked the fortress and took no prisoners. Northern cities are taking precautions against retaliation and strangely the temple of cevahir continues to stockpile and prepare templars, as if the battle they expect is still to come.
Rumours swirl as more and more hosts of battle geared dwarves have been seen marching north from their various enclaves. The temple of Cevahir also seems to have called on furloughed templars back to active duty. War is coming. But against whom?
The taverns of Shadow are a buzz with talk! Though the citizens have been aware of the psion enclave for quite some time, the city has not seen such a large migration of the psionic adepts in its roadways in a number of years. But why? Some are saying it's just coincidence. Others are suggesting that their secret outsider cult is finally making a move. Yet more are suggesting that they are responding to sightings of a kraken in the waters outside of the docks. The fishermen are scared, the citizens are likewise, but how much of this is to do with the psions, how much is the attacks on dwarves and what happens next?
Strange weather and chill fogs have lifted, leaving the realm no longer under a blanket of fear! No more children have vanished and things appear to have returned to normal, though an abstract melancholy and a hoarfrost coating has taken icy grip over the garden south of Shadow.
Rumors and allegations swirl. It is said that prominent merchants, all dwarves, have been assassinated in tabor and shadow. In both cases duergar appeared inside packed inns and massacred everyone before decapitating their true target and disappearing. Cries from the populous is growing and fear of retaliation grows.
The Wedding of Sulgha Dushnamu and Pora Kari will start at7:00 PM or in 8 days ago today, for all of their friends and loved ones to attend, at the Temple of Cacia. It should last about 2 hours, longer if you attend the “afterparty”. Even if you've not been told in person, word of the famed bard Pora Kari, Tharis' own Diva's wedding, may have gotten around. Feel free to come and go as various characters, we plan for the official wedding moment to be about 3 hours in IC (1 IRL hour in), and the overall wedding including, the optional orgy, will last far past midnight in the game. Events include a feast, ritual testament by honored guests (seek us out IC or me in DMs if you want to be included), a fire divination, a dance-blessing, then more dancing and performances and a Cacian focused event. If you're available today, please come and enjoy!
The taverns and Inns of the realms are abuzz with news of the far off island of Laerad. Word is that on Formday, 20 Sundays, 765 SG a group of adventurers and the warriors of Laerad led an attack on the Troll city of Systyquah. The battle was ferocious and many died in the onslaught as the troll forces were reinforced by the terrifying servants of the Witches of Systyquah, mutated monstrosities empowered by virulent diseases and corrosive fungal spores. The losses were not insignificant, and most notably of those announced slain was the leader of Kreysneothosies Gold faction of Asgard, Dain Lothbrooke. In the end though, it would seem that the champions of Asgard and the heroes who supported them proved victorious and Systyquah is now silent. The swamp beyond its walls though, continues to bubble and churn with activity. Have the Witches of Systyquah been dealt a crippling blow by this attack, or is the worst yet to come?
Today, Lightday, 5 Summerstime, 765 SG, peasant farmers have been undertaking the summer market in Shadow and its surrounds. Though the market itself went swimmingly, there were whisperings of a strange unsettling feeling at around mid day, though the mages, clerics and psions collectively believe that it was that natural phenomena, mass hysteria, thanks to all of the tieflings being spotted of late. Later that day, there were sightings of strange glowing flowers in public places.
In the cold darkness of the night, deep within the bowels of Graez, a ritual has begun. It is not a new ritual; the pale knife, wrought from bone and the souls of a dozen Lysaran priests has performed its work once before, in much a similar way. The knife's edge, infinitely sharp and thing, slices the very fabric between the planes and a new portal is created, between this world and the Plane of Shadows. On the other side stands an Emissary, a creature, tall and lanky, with a grim and terrifying visage. It only waits for mortals foolish enough to complete the ritual and face it: Shadorak, Avatar of Nilith!
Murmurings from the temple of Cevahir begin to spread! The poisonings and trappings may have been part of something far more sinister!!! But could these rumours be true? Can it be that the dark elves are showing themselves again on the surface after the atrocities so long ago in Dagger? What is known now is that there were altercations between the well known Cevahiran nymph, the very same suggested to have been behind the curse on Tabor's own Crown and Castle and a disguised drow elf! Likewise, those same poisonings and trappings have suddenly stopped, leaving the region relitively safe once again! At the same time, pro-human sentiment grows, with whisperings in taverns across the land suggesting that these inhuman creatures are the cause of all of the world's woes- and how quickly people are forgetting about the carnage of the long night.
Transports of goods and supplies have been stunted or late. Merchants have complained of their caravans being inconvenienced by the menace of some jokester's traps along the road, many of them being malicious in nature. In the bark of the trees, a strange symbol has been carved: a nightflower and crown and even worse than that, there are reports of drastic food poisonings from the temple of Cevahir!
Plagued and beleaguered by a dark, hellish curse believed to be from the twisted mind of a fell fey entity, Tabor has suffered for too long! But once again, adventurers from around the realms gathered to thwart this nefarious nightmare, returning the fair city to some semblance of order, though not without a struggle! It has taken weeks of research, but with the knowledge from Tabor's humble host Davoid, a party, lead by the famed bard Pora and including new and old faces alike were able to relinquish the stranglehold over the grand city and news reaches around the realm that the Crown and Castle inn is once again open for business!!
The clamor of construction fills the hills near Shadow, an old smuggler's trail suddenly alive with the laying of stone and mortar, the scent of brimstone luring investigation. Bearded devils have been spotted on guard, informing the braver sorts that Signifer Vuzan, Hellknight of the Order of the Eclipse, has paid for the construction of an official Church of Mephasm on the unused land! Diabolists across the realms have begun to make pilgrimage.
The Crown and Castle in Tabor has been closed until further notice! The last few nights residents of the city have reported strange happenings as black roots have overgrown the walls of the Inn, blooming with black flowers with cloudy buds of moonlight at their center. Those who had been sleeping within were plagued with nightmares many of whom have yet to wake. The ones who did wake seemed overcome with madness, screaming at things that were not there and attacking others in a frenzy. At least five former patrons are confirmed dead and the cities wizards are working diligently to unravel the mystery of what is causing these events. The people whisper of curses and hauntings and look with suspicion on all strangers to the city…
Word is spreading through the Inns and taverns of the mainland that the ruined city of Asgard is facing a new threat! They say the trolls are evolving their methods and have turned to the dark godling Ebolek to better arm them for battle. What could this mean for the people of Asgard?
Days ago, the island of Graez underwent an assault of epic proportion! By all reports, a mass slaughter was delivered upon the port city by the well known necromancer Dakh, who left nothing but desolation in his wake! Many lives were lost to the ravages of the undead on that day and it is yet to be seen how Graez will respond. Our thoughts are with the survivers.
Invisible attackers assault elves in Shadow city! The upstanding citizen Finrod Telinvar was attacked by an invisible assailant yesterday in the center of Shadow's magistrate's plaza! Though the two guards on duty performed their diligence, no incriminating evidence could be located as to the cause, motive or identity of this criminal!
Word reaches you of a massive battle recently. A battalion of Crimson Templars laid siege to Nilith's temple. They bore the markings of the Righteous Emperor. Hordes of undead poured out from the temple confines, their sheer numbers being too much for the Templars to overcome. Luckily, there was minimal loss of life as the true power of the Templars was put into effect. City and tribal elders warn the youth of a possible new Silence as they tell the stories of the first one. Hushed conversations in small groups claim that these events, the recent attacks on three temples now, could herald the coming of the second Rider. Is “War” here already?
With an unprecedented level of debauchery and hedonism, all in attendance of this year's Liar's Ball could not help but agree that it was a resounding success. The laughter and revelry swelled to a fevered pitch, with drink, mind-altering drugs and the wild abandon of the masses. The throng of voices and bodies undulated and entwined into a siren's song, reaching out across the endless depths of the void, where an alluring eye, encircled by a serpent slowly opens and turns its attention to the myriad voices of the song. It finds the draw of this lure irresistible, a voice it has not heard or felt for eons. In the darkness of the night, a new voice joins the throng, bringing all to new heights of ecstasy and depravity. As it fed upon this spectacle, it finally made itself known, and a new name crosses the lips of the revelers as they raise a cheer: 'Cacia, Who Drinks The World! She has finally come for us and will soon drink us all!'
Faithful of Jarmila, from all across the lands, make their pilgrimage to the Temple near Antioch to pay their respects and homage to the fallen Champion of the Rose, Lord Jarrodain. It is a time of great joy for the faithful of the Lady of Light. Activity in the temple of the Lady of Bones is also on the rise. Could there be a “War” brewing? With these latest reports and the ones coming in about rumblings in Graez, people warn that the “Conquest” of Haven could soon be at hand.
“Be wary, my friends, for everything that seems real is just part of the illusion!” The waystation of Yniam is abuzz as preparations continue, readying things for this year's Liars Ball! With the recent grand opening of the Serene Tea House just south of the outpost, there are no shortages of drinks and entertainment available to all revelers!
News out of Tharis is that the Turning Spit tavern was assaulted and all within were turned to ice-coated statues. Though the cause is unknown, The well known mage and devil Giphustach was investigating before his own disappearance, shortly after.
Word reaches you of a massive fire, east of the dreaded Darkwood Forest. As more information arrives, it appears the Temple of Nim'navanon was attacked. Reports confirm the grove is still intact but the outlying area is heavily damaged. Whispers and rumors mix with storied accounts about the cause of the attack. Most believe it was a retaliation for recent events.
Last night, the Scourge, that well loved den of iniquity and delightful domain of debauchery was subject to a scandal of an entirely different stripe than the usual!
Eye witnesses claim to have seen a group of adventurers, including the well reviled necromancer Dakh of the free village, the Warden of Nim'navanon, That purveyor of proficient proes, Pora and even… a hobgoblin of all things! explode into an anarchistic assault of epic proportions!
That's right, dear citizens, a brawl like no others!
Now the Scourge is no stranger to conflict, many a love has been made and broken within, though not so many conflicts have had such cacophonous cause as this! The innocents and aggressors alike caused such destruction that many were injured in this unfortunate undertaking.
So far, it is unknown how this will all resolve, but one thing for sure; Lord and Lady Baghous will not be pleased!
Tonovi has announced the death of Unity Party member, Freidrich Linkovich. No other details are available at this time, but the esteemed Chancellor Kaspar Strauss has stated that there will be a full investigation on the matter. Any with information about his death will be greatly rewarded.
The nightmare is over and the world can begin to return to normal, in the knowledge that psionics are present in all adept denizens of the underdark. The brave adventurers Kye and Cecile were able to thwart what ever his nefarious plan was and have taken Harrow's prize. This threat is over, but what else lurks below the earth, where the sun cannot reach?
Word travels that the temple of Kismet has been restored to its former glory and the faithful are singing praises of two particular friends of the faith that went out of their way to assist with the restoration. Sienna of Nimnavanon and Gruldaun the dwarf. In the meantime the Devil mage Giphustach is still wanted by the clergy and the 5 million gold bounty remains unclaimed.
Word is spreading among the cities of the realm of a vicious magical attack unleashed on the temple of Kismet. Dozens killed or injured and it is said the devil mage Gip is responsible! The rumors vary wildly, with some claiming the devil is finally showing his true colors while others suggest that he was in pursuit of a drow menace. The only thing that is certain is that the temple of Kismet has placed a five million gold bounty for the mage's head with the intention of sending him back to the hells where he belongs!
A temple to Edea has been completed around the burgeoning oasis the sprang up in the desert east of Shadow. Many of the commoners of the city have begun to make a pilgrimage there to learn more of the faith, seeking some signs of hope after the many darknesses inflicted on the world.
Suddenly panic has spread through Graez as dragon fear strikes.. Undeath on the wing has returned to wreak havoc on the battlefield. The dracolich has returned..
A very large group of adventurers from many stripes and backgrounds banded together to fight the dracolich, and then worse undead forces in the battlefield of Graez. While they were successful in their hunt, the battle for Graez continues…
The Kingdom of Tabor is proud to present the newly appointed Official Host of Tabor: Archmage DaVoid. If you are new to town or to the region in general, seek out this accomplished lore keeper, adventurer, crafter and master of the mystic arts for a chat, a piece of advice or a fine Mango Lassi!
Rumours swell that a new settlement is being built on the island of Graez far and safe from the never ending conflict. This ‘Haven’ is being constructed in secret though nothing stays secret for long.
The city of Graez has started to quietly celebrate the death or removal of the dracolich, as it has not been seen in months. Fresh arms and soldiers arrive daily and the people are making gains against the undead.
Across the realm, nightmares are entering peoples minds. There is strange memory loss and entire villages are vanishing in the night. Who is behind this? The Dreamweaver! Some have spoken the name behind closed doors. Some think him a myth. But all agree. The horrors in the night are growing… and his manipulations are trained on Shadow next!
Rumors around the City of Shadow speak of strange whispers in the night, spine-tingling rustlings in the dark, and a hysterical, almost maddening laughter in the still of the night. Although no one can be completely certain, the eerie sounds seem to be emanating from somewhere, deep and dark, below the city. What everyone DOES agree on, though, is that the whispering voice sounds very familiar, some speculating it's the ghost of Maverick D'Thawne, himself, back for revenge!
The realm is abuzz as suddenly promised shipments of weapons from Kinaro have been cancelled and prices for those weapons they can make have sky rocketed. At the same time ore prices from Kinaro have collapsed. Merchants and diplomats are scrambling to determine the cause.
Rumours abound as columns of heavily armed and armoured templars and knights organizing and forming around the temple of Jarmila and near the hill west of the city. There is talk that a prominent figure in the clergy has called the faithful to arms
From the verdant depths of Kilkaen forest come the whispers of a being arising, spreading growth and peace wherever she steps. The reborn dryad, Eucalia, walks the forest once again as a new chaotic good demigod of growth and serenity!
The economic recovery of Port Serith on Serakii continues due to the support of adventurers and organizations. With the opening of the first bank of Serakii that growth and rebuilding will continue at a faster pace.
Rumors and portents abound. Advisors to royalty and religious seers have raised warnings. A shooting star has been tracked through the night sky though it appeared suddenly and without the regular signs. Is this a sign of incoming calamity? Or a herald of good tidings?
Odd rumblings in the local establishments have some folks concerned. Ships seem to be in port longer these days as they wait for repairs and overhauls. Prices are on the rise, from food and ale to precious metals and timber. Trade and construction have slowed and local governments are considering increasing taxes.
The east side of Tharis was ravaged by a series of terrible earthquake in the dead of night. Indeed, the shockwaves were felt from the city itself all the way to Shadow to the north and neighboring Azha to the west. Much of the east side of the city collapsed, killing, injuring, and trapping hundreds in the rubble. Rumors spread like wildfire, but the general belief within the city is that the Drow residing below dug strategic tunnels underneath the city and released a creature of ancient, dread power, allowing it to run rampant and collapse the city. Were it not for the aid of the Shadovar and their allies, who were able to turn the deadly creature against its masters, who knows how much unchecked destruction might have occurred? Priests from the temple of Ashra, the Shadovar, and other braver rescuers work diligently within the city, attempting to excavate any survivors from the rubble.
The citizens of Shadow mourn today as it has been reported that Maverick D'Thawne, who presided over an unprecedented peace and prosperity was found dead today. No further information is available at this time.
The people of Serakii are excited at the reopening of the Rooks Rest. After the successful benefit concert and impressive donations they have been able to reopen the inn and even grow it.
Early in the morning, a small earthquake shook the city of Tharis and surrounding areas. Not much harm was done and reports suggest the city remains unscathed.
Word has spread that Tonovian soldiers have begun withdrawing from the Yniam plains. Is this in response to protests from Torm, or was it part of the deal all along?
Thanks to supplies provided by the newly formed Serakii Mercantile, Trading, and Shipping Company and support from cities and adventurers, construction crews have been seen working on the city of Graez. There is a push to move farther from the battlefield and the richer families are fighting to take the space the barracks used to be in.
Chancellor Kapsar Strauss has issued a public proclamation in response to the attacks upon Tonovi last night, which he posted on the public board for all to see. In the early morning hours, Tonovian troops moved into the Yniam plains, securing the area up to and including the Dagger Road. Tonovi has sent diplomats to Torm and Shadow to plea the righteousness of their claim and we all await responses on what will happen next…
Hundreds of elves flee the City of Tonovi as their cages are opened and the Royalist institution of slavery is unceremoniously dissolved. Solomon Thawne, and the Alliance Reborn, a beacon of light and hope since the time of the Long Night, has begun work to aid and transport slaves to their keep, providing shelter, food, and encouragement. Thousands of Royalist traitors and enemies of the state have been put in the vacant cages to take their places.
The region was taken by surprise today, as in the city of Tonovi, a sudden revolt took place. The common people, led by the charismatic Kaspar Strauss, stormed the assembly hall while it was in session, capturing all but a few of the House leaders of the nobility. In a grim aftermath, the men and women were led to the foundations of the Mage tower and were summarily executed by Strauss himself. In the midst of these proceedings, an unknown outsider attempted to light a fire and immediately disappeared. Not long after, flames erupted through the square, killing hundreds and burning hundreds of others badly. The city guard is on the lookout for this man, who can be described as a human with golden hair and green eyes.
Rumors begin spreading that the fortress of the famed mercenary group, 'The Crows' has mysteriously disappeared from the dagger coastline. The impact to the region will likely be felt for some time as the cities of Antioch, Tonovi and Torm no longer have the great agreement in place that kept the region stable for all of these years.
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Rumors are crossing the dagger region that there seems to obvious problems along the Dagger coast. The Crows ability to protect the area has come into question throughout the region with raids on goods becoming more common place. The steady security that the Crows have maintained for years seems to be in question.
Word has spread far and wide that a great benefit concert for the people of Serakii will be held soon. Organized by the legendary bardess Gwenhwyfar Lorvell, with performances from the best bards, dancers and drink.
The city of Torm has announced its new Constable - the son of a local merchant leader, Terrel Gavant. Constable Gavant will replace the famed knight and adventurer Uriah in the post coming after his recent resignation. Terrel's recent activities in the merchant guild and political reputation in the city have reportedly postured him well for the role, however, rumors have circulated perhaps he was not the most qualified of those on the list that petitioned for the role…
The city of Graez has stood against constant undead siege for generations. However rumours abound that something has changed. Soldiers lose ground, undead surge, the war is being lost. Rumours of a dracolich sighted just beyond the battle have the people terrified and they demand plans from the war council.
Several prominent Tonovian merchants have lodged complaints with the ad-hoc government, claiming rough handling and theft at the hands of a group of bandits, suspected to be members of the Crows. The merchants, residing outside of the city walls of Tonovi, had their estates stripped bare, all of their livestock slaughtered and have been left destitute by the raiders. One merchant was also killed. Reports state that the merchants were met with disdain and derision by the common folk, citing their criticism of Tonovian slavery as the cause of their woes. Some were heard saying that all of the merchants should be stripped of their wealth, having it redistributed among all citizens in a show of solidarity.
Factions across the realm are abuzz about the re-consecration of the church in Serakii. With the church repaired and re-consecrated priests can now travel there via word of power. Construction in the Port of Serith has doubled, with adventurers from various factions funding building efforts including a school for crafters and a dojo. Word has traveled that a local militia is being trained and armed. The future of the island of Serakii is being shaped by adventurers, and will feel the implications for generations.
It was an exciting time at the Pearl in Torm last night, as the Planescape Masquerade came into full swing. Guests from all over arrived in spectacular gowns and outfits and fantastic masks, including many heroes and adventurati from the realms. The event came to a head as two gnomes, Lopos and Warpos Coppernogger, took the stage to announce the winner of the demiplane contest: the Pearl's very own Branwen! It was then that things fell apart, as the gnomes fell into an argument over their demiplane device, with Warpos striking his brother and teleporting away! Lopos urged the adventurers to go after him, fearing that Warpos would use the device to tear apart reality in some misguided effort. They did so, finding a means to enter the demiplanes in Lopos's remote lab, and they sealed the rifts that were torn… but Warpos remains at large, continuing on his dangerous path.
A special concert to benefit the people of Serakaii is coming soon featuring some of the realm's best and most inspiring performers! Come one and come all to Serakaii outside the Inn to be entertained and to do a good deed, helping those most in need. You won't be disappointed!
With the entries having been submitted to the Coppernogger brothers, they have created a Planar Pathway around their camp to display illusions of each demiplane for all to admire and vote for the most wonderous! Rumor is that they also have a sampling of strange and unique souvenirs taken during various IDEAS experiments. Bulletins have been posted about a grand Planescape Masquerade to be held at the Pearl in Torm as a culmination of the fundraising event. The winner of the contest will be announced amid wine and song in the grand ballroom.
After a pitched naval battle far off the coast of Shadow between mercenary forces, adventurers and pirates something amazing happened. Maps thought previously to be incorrect and trade routes that made so sense suddenly did. As of some magical obfuscation had been dispelled. The Island of Serakii has been found once again and agents from all factions rush to the island for good or ill.
No longer idle rumours. A squadron of galleons belonging to the Dragoon Irregulars has launched from port with an unknown cargo ship at its core, while a mixed pirate and mercenary fleet is reported just over the horizon.
Rumours spin throughout the realm of a battle between mercenary companies, pirates, and adventurers. Rumours of attacks on inns and explosions in harbours abound. It is clear the Dragoon’s of the merchant exchange are preparing for a campaign, buying up every billet of steel. And the pirates of the cove continue a campaign of hunting something in the seas.
Word has spread that the Pearl is hosting a contest: A competition on style and creativity in crafting personal demiplanes! There is also talk of a pair of gnomish brothers from Seneca who are setting up camp near the western gates of Torm to help with the demiplane contest, and will be creating illusions of all entries for guests to view and admire. Even the non-magical will be able to take part through the skill and machinations of these talented brothers! Of course, it's through gnomish design, so keep some distance when the sparks start flying…
Travelers were astounded to find the Rhapsody Inn completely destroyed today. The establishment, long a destination for adventurers, seemed to have been collapsed, half swallowed by the earth, and set on fire. Some witnesses say that the inn was attacked by spectral hands, clawing their way through the foundation, while others claim that a bolt of lightning struck the inn, frying a pig that stepped too close. Authorities have yet to make a statement.
The Queen of Torm announces today that Sir Uriah of Torm has been named as Count of the Stable and place din charge of all law enforcement activities henceforth. This is in an effort to reign in the calamity that has befallen the city in recent days.
Reports from Torm indicate that the Pearl Necklace, a local hotspot in the now burgeoning city has been witness to a terrible tragedy. It seems that someone massacred everyone present in the place and left a grisly scene that can only be described as pure horror. Investigators are currently trying to track down this mass murderer.
Madness swept through the city of Tharis, causing normally civilized creatures to lash out in anger. Reports come from all over the city of attacks upon human citizens by various monster races, including a huge troll, a delegation of Yuan-ti, and a terrible vampire. The riot was subdued by Tharis finest, aided by state of the art golems and Tharis' grand protector, Balur Black, and his friends, the human woman known as Maenoh and the troll Angrath.
“Be wary, my friends, for everything that seems real is just part of the illusion!” Announcements have started to go up on the bulletin boards about a grand party being organized by the Pearl in the seaport city of Torm. The establishment has already created quite the reputation for revelry and decadence in a very short time, and there is already a buzz of excitement regarding the event.
Rumour has it that a massive arc of light struck down from the sky to land in the wilderness near Antioch. While the site hasn’t been found officially it’s told that all sorts of people have made their way there. To celebrate, to hunt, or just to gawk. Templars have been dispatched to the wilderness. Perhaps to aid whatever fell. Or to destroy it.
Sir Uriah was knighted in Torm today, to the cheers of the city's subjects. Sir Uriah saved the Queen's life not once, but twice from demons and denizens of the plane of shadows. He has proven a loyal and ardent protector of the realm. All hail Sir Uriah of Torm!
Queen Liana has returned to Torm to the cheering of her loyal subjects. It is said that two would-be heroes brought her to safety after an ambush by demons killed her escort contingent. She has resumed her duties as Queen, surrounded by her moon-elf bodyguards.
The realm has been abuzz with all manner of news of strange happenings. In the Yntala and Tharis forests there have been reports from hunters and travelers alike of strange wolves being seen, creatures leaking darkness and far more aggressive. Some have even seen these wolves led by large lycanthropic monsters leaking the same darkness and all the more vicious. People are being attacked and going missing in the woods far more frequently and even experienced adventurers are disappearing into the woods never to return. The church of Nimnavanon is sponsoring anyone with the skill and will to try to weed these beasts out and find out where they come from as they massacre the forest life and leave their taint wherever they go, despoiling the woods with creeping corruption.
The monster hunters known as the Ghosts seem to be dwindling, though still corpses of monsters and men are appearing in various parts of the realm with their brand. It is whispered that they have made a greater enemy than they expected, as a large camp of theirs was found by hunters in the Yntala off the east bank of the river, slaughtered. Not all remained blissfully dead however as word has it that several rose again as grave knights and marched implacably to the homes they once held in life to brutally murder what living family remained.
It is said they are desperate for new recruits, or a way to turn the tides against the monsters of the world that seem so insurmountable. Several rumors abound of capable men and women approached with offers to join the hunt, though it seems more often than not they are refused for fear of what may happen to their families…
Crowds gather and look on with wonder as the force of Moon Elves enter the gates of the city of Torm with much fanfare. At the head of the column, the Queen's old guardian, Thaonlle rides silently. They quickly meet with the City Guard and set up a perimeter of security around the magistrate's building and establishing their headquarters. Through all of this excitement, the people wonder when the Queen will return to continue her rule.
The nightmarish insect-bat creature that has been tormenting numerous cities in the region has finally been put to death through the gallant efforts of the druid Ulric, assisted by the bard Lizabelle. The creature was brought down after a vicious and hard-won fight. Let all in the realm rejoice at the heroic deeds of these two!
The city of Tonovi is in turmoil in the wake of Duchess Aesa Langenberg's death as multiple factions position for control of the city. A provisional government is beginning to form to maintain order and to handle the question of succession.
A contingent of Moon Elves has been spotted marching from the direction of Aketon, heading south into the Dagger region. Although their destination remains unknown, some say that, at the head of the column rides Thaonlle, former guardian of Liana, Queen of Torm.
An assassination attempt has been made on Queen Liana of Torm! A strange demon creature killed her guards and retinue and she was only saved by the heroic actions of A kitsune named Anwuru and a half-elf named Uriah. The queen has been evacuated to safety to an unknown location. Some whisper that the assassin was disguised as one of her closest friends, Archmage Lorian Gage.
It is with a sad heart that the nobility of Tonovi announce that Duchess Aesa Langenberg died today in her manor on the outskirts of the city. No details are available at this time.
The city of Shadow Council has announced that Councilor Bennett Cantor and Ranger General Elendril have gone missing without a trace. Any information about these disappearances should be reported immediately to the Magistrate's office. Any information with be financially rewarded, of course.
Citizens of the Darkwood region once more live in fear as the cities of Tabor and Azha have come under attack by a hideous insectile bat-winged creature descending from the sky and laying waste to all who oppose it and then consuming their souls. The two cities have raised their guard and now will stand vigilant against the darkness. In addition, a group of heroes has been seen working together to fight this darkness. Anyone with information on this creature should report immediately to the Magistrate in tabor or the Imperial Offices in Azha!
Word has begun to spread more widely of a mysterious group of monster hunters who have taken it upon themselves to rid the world of the scourge of Ashra's children. Though the attempted slaying of Maenoh the Necromancer ended poorly for the young hunters involved it seems that more experienced agents are having success. Rumors flow in from all directions on the mainland as these “Ghosts” make their mark known.
In Tharis a Shade priest of Lord Shadow was felled by silver arrows in a crowded market. Before his body could heal he was set upon by the hunters and decapitated, his severed head branded with a stylized G. The hunters retreated quickly chased by the guard.
In Tonovi, another Shade, this one a traveling diplomat was slain in the Tonovi hotel. His body was found decapitated and branded with the same G in his room.
In Torm a merchant was found dead on his luxury ship in the dock nailed to the deck with silver spikes and the same G brand. In addition the word “Werewolf” was carved into the deck next to the corpse.
In Tabor, a bank teller was found decapitated in the Yntala forest just outside the city, he too bore the G brand though no further indication was left of why he was killed.
It is said that the Temple of Nilith has already begun mobilizing its own agents to deal with the threat and that among their targets have been several powerful undead. With Shadovar targeted there is no doubt that the Princes of Tenebrosa will not sit idly by, and many wonder if perhaps these hunters have not over extended in their efforts. Despite that, support for the cause is wildly popular throughout the realm as people remember the Long Night of terror that they endured when Ashra rose and many are openly seeking to join the ranks of these hunters though it is still not known exactly who they are or where they hail from.
Word has begun to spread that a group of three well-armed individuals clad in non-descript cloaks and armed with silver weapons attempted to slay a dark eyed young woman with black hands outside the Rhapsody Inn. The attackers were set upon by two others in the woman's company, a young feyblooded who leapt from the shadows and laid one low with a quick slash of his blade and a darkly clothed woman who seemed to incinerate another from the inside out. The third was pulled down by a swarm of undead that rose from the ground before being blasted with some form of necromancy from their target that left him a withered husk.
The remains were dumped in pieces near Jarmila's temple though at this time the church has made no public statement about whether it was complicit in the attack, but did gather the remains and give them proper funeral rites.
Rumor has it a hanging took a right nasty turn on Growingdays, 756. The murderess Ruby had finally been brought to justice and was due to hang in Tabor. Many had gathered to see the murderous witch hang for her crimes against the crown. Among them were Magistrate Tadashi, who uttered the death verdict. As he motioned to the hangman to carry out the sentence, Ruby cried out: “A curse be upon your city. You shall all burn!”
The tiefling burst into roaring flames! From her center, waves of fire and arcane energy crashed into the palisade, incinerating guards and citizens alike. The Magistrate attempted to dispel the magic, but a ray of fire shot out from Ruby and killed him! Ruby continued to gather heat and power until she herself burst into fire. Her laughter could be heard echoing above the flames before she died.
Posted on the arcane bulletin board:
Citizens of the Realm!
The Kingdom of Tabor hereby announces the following bounties:
Ruby, a female tiefling with amber eyes and black horns curving through fiery scarlet hair Reward: 00 000 gold
WANTED DEAD or ALIVE for the crimes of multiple murders, inciting fear, fleeing custody, property damage and tampering with an ongoing investigation.
Halvar, A tall male aesatri with long golden hair and intense azure eyes
Reward: 400 000 gold
WANTED DEAD or ALIVE or the crime of murder and the suspicion of aiding a wanted criminal.
Reward will be paid upon delivery of the body, DEAD or ALIVE.
On the night of 3 springtime, 756, rumors are swirl in Tabor of a priest of Lysara single-handedly subduing the dreaded whispering spirit. The priest apprehended the spirit on the cross-roads of Tabor and took it to jail, where it is rumored its mask was removed and its identity revealed!
Before justice could be dealt, a terrible demon rose from the very shadows itself and launched an attack on the city jail! It took out the priest and Commander Hill and blasted open the cell doors!
The city is in turmoil as people scramble to make sense of the events. The authorities have issued a statement saying that the investigation is ongoing, and that further information will be revealed soon. They ask anyone with information on the attack to come forwards.
On a cold Winterstime night, 756 SG, a masked figure cloaked in swirling shadows once again attacked Tabor, killing innocent locals and guards in an inferno of fire!
A MASKED figure, cloaked in swirling shadows and oozing fear, emerged from the darkness. As the alarm sounded, a storm of fire erupted around the figure, burning all within reach. The figure then glided through the streets of Tabor, sending waves of fear and fire at the guards and citizens.
“You have destroyed my home! Taken my children! Now I will destroy you!”
The figure growled as it blasted off fireballs. As fire spread and people screamed, and guards rushed to the scene, the figure disappeared again.
As a result of the attack, the Tabor guard has been severely strengthened. Forces should be arriving from Sindh shortly to bolster city defenses. Among those killed is the wizard Alizaire and the telepath Ramirez. Representatives from the Wizard Guild and the Psionic Guild have been involved in the investigation.
Any information that leads to the capture of the spirit will be rewarded with up to 100 000 gold or an upgrade to their magical equipment, courtesy of the Tabor Merchant, Wizard and Psionic Guilds.
The capture of the creature will be rewarded with 500 000 gold by the City of Tabor or a personalized piece of enchanted equipment, courtesy of Tabor Merchant, Wizard and Psionic Guilds.
A night of Murder! On 6 Colddays 755, a creature shrouded in swirling shadows and wearing a cracked ceramic mask attacked the city, killing several guards and innocent bystanders. The creature called forth firestorms and blasts of energy to wreck havoc upon the town. Information that leads to the identification and/or apprehension of the creature will be heavily rewarded.
Good news! The poor orphaned children trapped in the cave-in has been saved! Witnesses say an earth elemental brought the children to safety via a tear in the air itself! The city of Tabor extends its out-most gratitude to those involved in the extraction, both local and foreign.
Not all is well though, as rumors spread of an attack upon the rescue team by a terrible spirit in a ceramic mask, who called fiery rocks down from the sky. Whispers also suggest that two of the rescued children have come down with an illness that puzzles the local healer.
A rock-slide in the mountains near Tabor caused the old temple of Auppenser to cave-in during the night of 19 Harvestdays, 755 SG. Tabor investigators at the scene say they suspect that a group of children may be trapped inside. A team is being organized to clear the area of rubble, hoping to find the kids alive. Outside help is highly appreciated!
On the morning of 22 Growingdays, 755, rumors spread of a terrible murder just north of Tabor. Sorrow flows through the city, as three local men are found burnt to death. They were honest and hard-working fathers, brothers and sons, who will be sorely missed. The City of Tabor is currently investigating matters. Information that lead to the arrest of this heinous murderer will be rewarded! Rumors also spread throughout the region of toys attacking travelers on the roads between Shadow and Tabor, and of toys, food and other small items going missing around farms and in the surrounding forest.
Rumors are spreading from the Rhapsody of a wispy elven spirit wearing a ceramic mask and dismembering folks with a bouncing ball. The Crown of Tabor is offering a reward to anyone who can help them locate the prince's missing porcelain doll, and double the reward for the party that recovers it and reunites it with its owner, the young majesty Prince Antoni. Related? Who knows!
As rain flooded the streets of Torm and the storm ruled the sea, a ghostly light was spotted drifting into Torm harbor. It moved slowly, but steadily against the wind, shedding a hypnotizing glow. The light reached the wreckage of Torm's harbor, revealing at last the hull of a black ship cutting through the roaring waves. A canon fired, its sound drowned by the raging storm. Out of the ship came crawling a battalion of undead that descended upon the city, killing anyone in its way. The city guard responded swiftly, but were overrun by terrible zombies and wicked skeletons.
The wretched creatures were followed by a large, horned entity. Twisted and dark, its shape was only discernable when lightning cracked the sky above. Its battalion of undead made it to the entrance to Torm Park, where they were met by army troops and clerics of Lysara. The weakened and overworked soldiers put up a brave fight, as the clergy channeled the energy of their Goddess to destroy the undead.
A ray of darkness soared through the battlefield, disintegrating the senior cleric. Laughter rung out through the city streets, marking the approach of the horned entity. It waved its mighty claw across the battlefield, bolstering its undead army. Fallen zombies picked themselves off the ground with lopsided grins and attacked with renewed vigor. Dead soldiers of Torm suddenly stirred, darkness radiating from the void in their eyes. All seemed lost.
Amidst the roars of battle and cries of despair from Torm's faltering troops, there could be heard a low singing. Weaving through the battle, was a tall, lanky man in the standard Torm uniform, whose voice was becoming ever louder.
“When reigns supreme, Eternal Night” the soldier sang, “A world devoured by lust and fright. Be free once more, Night's own King.”
And as his melody caught traction with his desperate comrades, his greatsword began to glow. It glowed like the sun itself and the light it shed blinded the zombies and scorched the skeletons.
“Then rise to stay the demon's hand, our Lord of War will walk the land.”
Envigored by the song, a small troupe organized an attack upon the horned entity, striking at the heart of the enemy. Many fell in the attempt, but the singing soldier stood at last before the undead captain.
“And lead the Victor's bells to ring!”
When he clashed with the entity, the man grew to double his own size and began to glow! His armor transformed into a radiant full-plate and his standard issue helmet became a battered, crested closed helm without an eye-slit. Shining steel dug into shadowy flesh. A mighty claw nearly ripped the hero's left arm off his shoulder.
But our hero merely grunted and shouted “In Cevahir's name, begone!”
The shining sword struck a fatal blow and the entity dispersed into whips of smoke.
The singing soldier returned to his normal size and fell limp to the ground. Through his act of bravery, his comrades were bolstered and soon dispersed of the masterless undead. As the dust settled and the blood turned stale, two names circulated on everyone's lips:
Tomas of Torm.
Cevahir, Our Lord of War.
Rumors are spreading from Tharis of the grand opening of the Temple of Ashra, The Primordial Darkness. The feast, while graced by the presence of Shadovhar, Tharis and Tonovi nobility, was not for the faint of heart! You can always trust Balur Black to put on a good show, and word is he delivered! The feast even featured a show of strength and power by a Tonovian noble house and the Princes of Lord Shadow themselves! Blood, gore, delight, desires and several lesser mortals dead, what else would one expect from the a feast in honor of the Mother of Monsters?
The Presence of the Princes confirmed a rumor long circulated among the common folk: That the Shadovhar welcomed Ashra's rise and orchestrated her arrival with the aid of their ever loyal servants of the night. Now that the cat is out of the hat, so to speak, many ask themselves what this revelation will mean for the fragile peace of the realm. Other again question the relationship between Tonovi and Tharis, asking if the deadly end to the night was indeed planned.
Whatever the truth, the delightfully gruesome fact remains: The Temple of The Primordial Darkness is open and She is calling for worshippers.
Eye witness accounts show the storm intensifying to an alarming rate outside the temple. Gale force black mist pounded the temple barriers .
Several travelers who braved the storm were turned into lifeless husks with completely white eyes as the mist formed into a more solid form and attacked them.
Three heroes came forth from the temple and did battle with it. But with the endless night any death for this creature was impossible. It just formed into a pool and reformed itself not but a few minutes later.
Luckily the mist left after seeing that there was no more easy prey to be had on people seeking to travel to the temple for shelter from the storm.
Dozens are dead in northern Tharis. There were no witnesses left alive but people of Tharis said they heard fighting outside the city walls. Guards were sent to investigate but none of them came back. Shortly after a swirling black mist with a terrible aura of negative energy was seen.
It came through the gates following anything living, just being within a few feet of it was enough for a person's eyes to turn white and fall lifelessly to the ground as a withered husk.
Two adventurers came to battle the thing, one was knocked out and the other used hit and run tactics to bait it out of the city and onto the road. It sealed the road with a stone wall. After some time passed the terrible creature's presence could not longer be felt. A dozen guards and several civilians were killed by the creature but it could have been…. much worse if not for the efforts of Magda and Zakisi.
Fire and smoke covered the sky above Tonerra this winter night as the volcano erupted! Lava poured from the mountain, causing great damage to the jungle surrounding it and perhaps also to the nearby village. Smoke keeps pouring into the night sky, billowing clouds carried on the wind, mingling with the elemental storm raging on.
As morning comes, the sky above the Sakrune Sea, as well as most of the mainland, is covered in a thick layer of ash. Only the occasional crack of lightning breaks through the haze. Temperatures drop considerably and the world seems blanketed in darkness.
A brutal series of mysterious murders in Torm has culminated in a disastrous showdown with a shadowy villain. Wails of mourning fill the air as families attempt to put together the pieces of their broken homes. The city watch came upon the murderer in the Torm city park as he consumed the grisly remains of his latest victim, four year old Abby Reeve. As the guards moved in to apprehend the killer, he let loose a volley of dark energy, killing everyone around him, including the girl's mother who came to save her child. The ensuing chaos caused a panic as people sought escape and a dozen people were trampled to death by the crowd.
In the wake of the incident, the city guard has been put on high alert, looking for A raven-haired male human with sharply angled features and bloodshot eyes. A reward is being offered for any information leading to the capture or death of this man.
The knight found in the streets of Tharis some time ago, has been proven to be none other than the murdered paladin Kyra of Jarmila, Defender of Antioch. Unofficial sources claim that Shadovar holds the heretics Balur Black and Selucia responsible for the murders of the paladin, as well as that of numerous dead citizens found during the last month. Representatives from Antioch are rumored to have visited the Shadovar hoping to gain possession of the corpse of their beloved paladin. Apparently they left the meeting with empty hands and fuming heads.
Both cities are currently reinforcing their own defenses and redirecting resources to fuel their respective armies.
Rumors abound in Tharis about tortured corpses being dropped from Tenebrosa, discarded like yesterday's garbage. The most prominent among them was a human woman in knightly garments, bearing the holy symbol of Jarmila. The corpses are quickly confiscated by the authorities and no official explanation has been given. Word on the street, however, is that the princes of Tenebrosa are experimenting on humans with little regard for their lives and safety. If you were to listen to the rumors, more corpses are popping up every day…
Word in Tharis is that the Shadovar have placed a bounty on Balur Black, the Toy Maker. It is said that Balur has been spreading word of a heretical faith and attempting to subvert the worship of Lord Shadow. This is unacceptable to the Shadovar dominion and they are offering a reward of 5 million gold for his capture as well as the potential to be granted the gift that Balur so clearly does not deserve, ascension as a Shade and entry into Shadovar society.
Those who aid this fugitive will be considered enemies of the State and will in turn also be hunted down for the propagation of this heretical cult.
A bounty of 1 million gold is also being offered for the Aasimar and false priestess Selucia who is claiming to be a cleric of this false god. She is clearly a charlatan in the employ of Black and her capture is imperative to discover the source of her power and expose the truth to the people of Tharis.
Balur is described as a fashionably dressed , ashen skinned shade in a macabre top hat
Selucia is described as a terrifying aasimar with pale skin and blood-dipped white hair
There is no Darkness beyond Lord Shadow, all shall obey or be crushed beneath the heel of Tenebrosa.
The bounty on the Aasimar who murdered the guards in Tonovi has been claimed by the Shadovar known as Gaius. He brought her head to the city jail and received his payment and also the praise of the various nobility of the city. It is clear that the many noble houses are now eager to gain his favor for use in the ongoing feuds over control of the city…
A bounty of 5 million gold has been placed on an unknown heavily armored female aasimar with long platinum hair in Tonovi for the murder of several guards. Witnesses claim she struck them down with fel powers and then tormented them before gruesomely removing their heads. The heads were found later on one of the city streets in a sack. This bounty is alive or dead and can be claimed by bringing her or her head to the city jail.