Thousands gathered in Tradegate for its annual New Year’s celebration. On the tail end of a panel discussion spurning the old gods hosted by the Allegiant and moderated by acting Minster Heartsong, a glorious fireworks display concluded another epic, citywide celebration. The high spirits of the crowd seemed to peak as the audience burst into laughter together.

Little paid any attention first to the giggles gurgling from the frivolity at first—all symptoms of a wonderful time. But then, the laughter increasingly felt forced. As the crowd began noticing that they couldn’t control their own laughter, people’s anxieties grew into panic as they began struggling to breathe. The local town guard was called in to bring the peace and to prevent riots and to force citizens back into their homes, taverns—or really anywhere but the streets. No casualties have yet been reported.

Initial diagnoses from local spiritualists identified that the affliction was of a laughing disease of unknown origins that was spreading like wildfire through Tradegate. Heavily contagious, the disease’s strand was not one ever faced by the spiritualists before. As all cases analyzed were still early in the disease’s incubation, the spiritualists expressed concern about what would happen as the disease progressed in the body. They are still heavily monitoring cases but expressed a lack of magical ability to cure every case of the disease in the city.

Tradegate officials cannot confirm the disease has been contained in the chaos of its onset, stating it was possible parties fled the city with the disease. In an effort to further stop the spread, by order of the king, Tradegate has been officially quarantined. To help maintain order, the Irvanshirian Army has been called to help enforce the entrances and exits of all parties in and out of Tradegate.

Irvanshirian economists are claiming that every day of Tradegate’s quarantine will amount in serious—even catastrophic—consequence to the Irvanshirian economy, with thousands of gold projected to be lost. They are still uncertain of the impact this will have, by consequence, on the rest of Irvanshire, but the outlook at this time appears grim, especially for those most in need who do business with Tradegate frequently.

Should anyone have any information about the disease, a cure, or anything to help in this crisis, they are asked to report to an Irvanshirian soldier outside of Tradegate—who will then direct you to the appropriate avenue depending on area of aid. 


Last night it was brought to our attention that there was alot of activity around the memorial we erected for our fallen Commander Brandal Mcconnel. We investigated the activity and to our horror found it smashed to bits and a necromancer raising undead all around it. Our men quickly dispatched the undead and put the necromancer under arrest. The necromancer is still in our custody and being questioned. We as a group want to make one thing abundantly clear. Any and all aggression taken against our group living or dead will be met with the full force of our might. Brandal Mcconnel was one of the finest men our group has ever produced and this desecration of his memory will not stand. Our war with the undead may end but our dedication to our victorious dead never will.

Special Agent Oscar Bellastaros
Sons of Alaric

A Collection of Like-Minded Individuals

Have you ever wondered how some people seem
to be sashaying around town with pouches full of gold while you’re trying to scrape a few copper bits together to afford a single drink? Are you willing to devote time and practice toward fattening your own coin purse? Are you an experienced professional who would love to teach others your profession or even broaden your own horizons and pick up a new one? Are you looking to organize with others to share the wisdom you’ve learned to really put Elmerton on the economic map and foster a healthy economy and prosperous future? Are you trying to figure out something to do outside of Elmerton besides clean the old dusty lint out of your belly button?

Then I, Ayre Aleksandr, invite you to meet with me and other like-minded individuals at high noon on Wakingday, the 27th of Newgreen in the year 129 AoF at the tavern in Elmerton so we can talk about the aspect of living that doesn’t (hopefully) end with you falling on your sword while intoxicated — commerce! I invite all practiced and aspiring artisans, professionals, and traders to form what I hope will be an artisan’s guild of sorts for the town of Elmerton with the goal to practice, teach, inspire, and hopefully amass a pile of golden crowns while doing it. Please come with fresh ideas, a hunger to learn, a desire to help, and a spirit for collaboration in what will certainly be the first of many meetings; and, while I anticipate this meeting will mostly be discussing administrative matters, hopefully it will light the way for all sorts of new ideas in days to come. I’ll bring some food, but please feel free to bring some yourself.

Please feel free to seek me out at the Elmerton crater or town proper if you have any questions, suggestions, or concerns.


Letter From Sons of Alaric

Subjects Of Irvanshire!

My name is Special Agent Oscar Bellastaros. I am the agent in charge of the general Elmerton area as well as a few surrounding towns and hamlets. In the interests of full disclosure I am writing this to let you all know exactly what is happening regarding the recent undead activity. As some of you may have heard, our central command base was recently attacked. It was an undead horde of roughly one hundred. We managed to beat back the attack with few losses. Evidence now suggests that the attack was done at the behest of a man by the name of Dedrick Decedres the son of Garland Decedres the now long deceased head of Project:Deadman. We are telling you all this not to scare the people but to keep you better informed. There is zero evidence even with Dedrick being around that he has attempted to restart the project. In fact by his own words that we have been able to gather he has no desire to do so. There is no threat of its return. That being noted, however, Dedrick is still our Enemy number one and public safety is always our biggest concern. If you see anything that looks suspicious or if you have a general spike in undead action contact either your town guard captain or local Sons Of Alaric agent. Also, if you meet or hear about a man name Scivano please follow the same protocol.

If you have any questions feel free to contact us and we will answer you as soon as we can.

Special Agent Oscar Bellastaros
Agent in charge of Elmerton.