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Livestock, Townsfolk Missing From Area Around Elmerton

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Over the last month, a rash of disappearances have left the citizens of Elmerton baffled.abandoned-5[1]

Dozens of people and pets and livestock have gone missing, with no witnesses. The only clues are some large paw-prints (similar to that of a cat) left in the mud. House Lav’Endros has taken a special interest in the disappearances, suspecting some new sort of were-creature. But some of the people investigating believe that to be a false lead, since while there are occasionally signs of a struggle, there is rarely any sign of violence. Normally, a werewolf attack will leave behind blood and body parts of the victims. This has proven to not be the case.

The Purifiers, werewolf-hunters and experts of the unnatural, have committed to investigating the town. They will try and find out who may be afflicted with this disease, so they may be cured or slain. Anyone with any information should contact Baroness Lobea Lav’Endros or Derrick Firsthand, of the Purifiers.

Town of Hatchport Consumed by Sadness!

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Having been there myself – literally and figuratively – I can say the phenomena I observed in Hatchport is nothing short of amazing.

sad_orc_by_harhon-d6glktn[1]Every individual has become so self-absorbed that outside stimuli barely register to them. The trading posts and general stores don’t bother to open. In the few weeks that this has taken place, the ships in port are already starting to show signs of neglect. The Allegiant hall is empty, save Minister Forgedheart, who I found sleeping most hours of the day. Even the orcs of the town, so free and rambunctuous, are somber. They sit and drink in quiet contemplation. Interestingly, none are moved to tears but instead, they just sit at their tables and sigh. There is no bartender – she stopped showing up days ago. The orcs pour the drinks themselves, and drop a few coins on the counter. Not only do they pass up the chance to get rowdy on free drink, bu they don’t even count the money they are leaving.

Upon entering the town, I felt it instantly. Certainly, not to the same degree as those who are living here in the funk but still, there it was in my heart. I wish I could say it was my ambition and scholarly drive that pushed me on in my findings but alas, it was not. You see, when I am feeling morose, I turn to journaling. It is a fortunate thing too, having so many notes (and amateur poems and rudimentary line drawings…) to look back at my few days there. Oh the days, how each felt like an eternity. I am certain that the only thing that got me out of Hatchport and its influence was my decision to give up the pursuit of knowledge and move back in my with my mother and father. Oh, thank the Incarnations I snapped out of that!

I suspect I know the source of this misery, and am following his trail to Riverton. I fear even that city has already been lost and he has moved on. I am hesitant to reveal my theory for fear that I am incorrect, but I suspect that it is none other than the Grand Gloomis, a being who has existed since the Age of Creation! A fascinating entity, who leaves nothing but sadness and despair in his wake. He has gone by many names in his time and I believe him to be one of the Neverborn. I would be delighted if anyone were to send me any information they have on him!

– Robin Sweetthistle

Two Smiths Missing!

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Several weeks ago my beloved husband, Frederick, and his brother, Igor, never returned home. They left for an important meeting about their weapon and armor smithing business but would not tell me where they were going or who they were meeting with. They were very nervous about the meeting but assured me they were going to be somewhere extremely safe.lostboys

I am  sick with worry for their safety. If anyone has seen either of these gentlemen or can offer useful information about what happened or where they might be, please contact me. I do not have much to offer but can provide a small reward for any information that will lead me to them.

Willow Mayfield

To the “Friends” of Cornelius Who Mowed Through My Greenhouse…

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bouquetI am very upset! I bristle at the thought of what you did to my babies in their nursery. A few weeks ago, a bunch of Cornelius’s “friends” arrived to gather an item the Green Thumb was keeping safe for him. The details of the encounter are hazy since getting information from my attendant has been like pulling weeds, but the chaos I unearthed when I returned was extremely unappealing.

First of all, the Elementals were distraught; Rocky had dug a hole deep enough to hide a body and River almost flooded the path outside! Floamy, my dear Floamy, was smoldering on the floor. The attendant was so upset, she refused to shine any light on the situation! Xyle was watering the plants with his blood. Do you know what blood does to the plants? Me neither, but I assure you all that you will find out… Most distressingly, my beautiful, precious, spectacular experi-plants were trampled, bruised and very sad. It has taken me weeks to coax the flowers to bloom and the vines to unwrap. The most terrible and offensive thing one humanoid can do to another is destroy their cherished creations.

If the contents of my Greenhouse weren’t enough to plant the seeds of fear into your hearts, then maybe I will introduce you to my latest creations. No one disrespects the experi-plants. No. One.

Vines and Branches,
Kevos

Huntsmen Society Start-Up

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Greetings once again, citizens of Elmerton!

 

Atian Grimsby here…Yes!! That Atian Grimsby!!

head-display-of-a-wall-mounted-werewolf-1[1]I was back in my home town of Elmerton about two moons ago to recruit people to join up with the huntsmen society that I intend to get off the ground very shortly. Turn-out was unimpressive (to say the least). My group will teach the following:
  • Basic wilderness survival skills. For those who excel in the basics, there is a more advanced class.
  • Basic hunting skills, as well as advanced classes for those who excel.
  • Gathering skills that can keep you alive even in the most barren of places.
  • Fish and game skills, including proper skinning and meat & fur preservation that can not only sustain you, but even make you money.
  • Tracking skills.
All this and more will be taught to those who wish to learn!For the small fee of only two silver every two moons you will learn what is needed to stay alive in almost any sort of terrain in any area.

Interested? Sign your name on the sheet that will be hung in the Wining Spirit Tavern with what you would be most interested in learning. Even if you signed with us in the past please sign your name again just to keep our records up to date.I look forward to new adventures with all of you!

– Atian Grimsby

Small Town of Cyrodral Under Full Quarantine

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A Tohmshirian man who contracted a rare case of an undead-based disease is expected to lose his mind to this illness in just a few short moons.

Rutherford Shadowblare, 59, was traveling through the small town of Cryodral where he believes he first contracted this illness. “I saw a large cloud spread throughout the town, at first I thought it was simply dust settling from the horses running by, but now I fear it was something much worse.”

Healers at a clinic near his home in Tohmshire, about 4 miles southeast of Cyrodral, first plaguedr_inkbelieved the man had come down with a rapid case of zombie rot, according to his nephew, Gibb Andrinos.

Several days later, his condition worsening, Rutherford returned to the clinic and was
rushed to a powerful local shaman who claimed he had never seen anything quite like this before.

“The shaman said there was not anything he could do,” Gibb said, adding that his uncle is expected to turn into a mindless, undead creature in the matter of a few short moons. “Uncle has had ups and downs, but he is very strong.”

Upon investigating Cryodral itself, we have found the town has had an astonishing 96 cases of this illness since Newgreen and amazingly all of the victims are for the most part functional. They have only grown more zombie-like as time passes. As to why it has taken the town this long to reach for help outside of their borders remains to be seen.

Upon looking to interview Magistrate Caleron of this town, we were only able to locate his wife and 15 year old daughter who claim he has not been around since Bloodthaw. The two seem to have taken on this illness as well as the rest of the town.

Unfortunately, as of the 7th of Petalsong, the town of Cyrodral has been issued a full quarantine while what the local healers are now calling the “Mind-eating Plague” is either cured, or has come to pass.  The healers are working tirelessly to assist the afflicted towns members and are showing no signs of contracting the plague themselves. Rutherford Shadowblare has been moved into the town of Cyrodral in an attempt to keep the Mind-eating Plague away from the rest of Tohmshire and its neighboring kingdoms.

In the meantime, any information on the whereabouts of Magistrate Caleron is asked to be given to the Royal Guard of Tohmshire. The Guard currently has very skilled trackers in search of him, though any information will certainly help to ease the mind of the Magistrate’s wife and young daughter.

Snozza Bowrinkle

Agent of Community

Many Thanks and Apologies

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People of Elmerton,

I want to offer my sincerest apologies for what transpired at the Fire Site this past Wakingday. As some of you may know, I recruited several of your newest towns members to help me correct the last two Elemental Sites once and for all. We managed to close the Earth Site and part of the Fire Site swimmingly. It turns out that some misguided hot heads opened up two Fire Sites instead of one, creating an additional imbalance.

After realizing this oversight, I spent hours researching and crafting the perfect ritual to Fayris Handseal up the second Fire Site. When I was finally ready to come back into town, I was confronted by a very angry Argwyll. She informed me that Aladar went rogue and concocted an abominable excuse for a ritual that summoned forth a terrible version of Fayris.

I rushed back to assess the damage and thankfully, due to the diligence of you Elmertonians, gathering Gloam Grubs to weave a net and dousing the ritual fire was enough to mend the site and thwart Aladar’s efforts.

In the future, I assure you that I will be much more thorough when vetting my Tzigane associates.

Many thanks again, Elemertonians. I hope to have an opportunity to work with you in the future. Stay safe and avoid that filthy Tzigane Witch, Tshurkurka.

Regards,
A. Demeter
Assistant to the Honorable First Father

On the Creatures Known As “Gloam Grubs”

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(On request of Minister Forgedheart, this is a re-print of a letter he sent to Minister Oliver Finnestera of the town of Elmerton in the South Farthings on the second day of Petalsong in this the 124th year of the Age of Fortune.)

Minister Oliver,

I wish to address the town of Elmerton regarding a situation that has recently caught my attention. A while ago, Elmerton created a shared Dream Space that was intended to protect your dreaming minds from the likes of the Harbinger (whom you know as “Mister Hi”) and Queen Amphelise. It has done its job and more, but now it is starting to deteriorate as it has come under an infestation of what are known as Gloam Grubs. These tiny creatures are generally seen during outbreaks of pestilence and in the area where Dreaming Minds are most potent. They feed on dream substance, and shadow when they can get it. As you can imagine, they are a constant nuisance in places like asylums, hospitals, and orphanages. Your shared Dream space, which apparently includes the Dreaming Minds of anyone who lives in the town, is rank with these Grubs. However, it is not entirely a bad thing.

The Good News: Gloam Grubs are extremely versatile in their uses. They produce a very strong type of silk made from Shadow and Dream that is primarily used for weaving magical netting, as well as for creating impassable boundaries and the like. However, due to the very Nature of their being, they are incredibly useful in a multitude of other applications as well. I would not be surprised if you had quite a few visitors in your town trying to collect them.

Devoter Warsson wishes me to inform you that one of the more remarkable uses of this little Grub is its ability, under the right circumstances, to create/become manifestations of various creatures of Nightmare on Magesta and that the banner he set up was expressly for the purpose of Fighting for Hyurog’s cause. As these creatures are generally hostile and will seek to fight as soon as they appear on Magesta, it seems appropriate to use them to empower War. For those who may be squeamish about killing creatures- it is important to note that these are temporary beings, manifested from pure energy and destined to die within ten minutes after they are created.

I have created the proper ritual site outside the Western boundaries of Elmerton (and therefore outside the “boundaries” of your shared Dream Space) in order to allow these instances of summoning to happen. If you wish to summon a creature or a group of creatures, here are the steps to follow

  • You must first Gather as many Grubs (make sure that you are fully able to Gather such things, otherwise they will burst, which is one of their means of reproduction) as you would like creatures to summon. This can be one or an entire group.
  • Next you will need to assign 1-3 Grubs to each person (the more Grubs per person, the more powerful the manifestation) and everyone who wishes to participate will need to head out of town to the ritual site I have prepared.
  • Each person must remain at the ritual site in a state of intense concentration for the entire time he or she wishes his or her Grub to remain manifest. Generally each Grub allows a creature to manifest for 10 minutes at a time. If you wish to manifest a creature for longer than that, you may use more than one Grub per person, and the time will increase accordingly.
  • The process of manifesting a creature is a taxing one and the Grub will therefore expire at the end of the process. You will not be able to use that Grub again.

    A Gloam Grub. This creature is capable of creating exceptionally strong silk as well as manifesting itself as various forms of Nightmares under the right circumstances.

    A Gloam Grub. This creature is capable of creating exceptionally strong silk as well as manifesting itself as various forms of Nightmares under the right circumstances.

Now for a bit of Bad News. Gloam Grubs, while having many positive qualities, are generally looked upon as a dangerous nuisance. As I have said, they feed on dream energies and, if allowed to cocoon and mature, they will grow into nasty creatures of Nightmare, fed on your deepest, most intense fears, dreams, and passions. They build their cocoons in the physical minds of those whose energies they are feeding on and when they hatch, it is many times directly out of the skull of that person, killing them and oftentimes rendering their mind permanently destroyed. With a shared dream space such as yours, I imagine it means that they will have access to any of the minds that currently share that space.

 

Additionally, there are folks who are able to manipulate well-fed Grubs into allowing them access into a person’s dreaming mind. Again, with your shared dream space, this means that there is potential for someone to gain access to all of your Dreaming Minds via these Grubs.

The Grubs are in the process of disintegrating your shared Dream Space (which they are already doing on their own, and will continue to do until the Space is gone), which is a good thing in my opinion, but since they multiply so rapidly, I would say do everything in your power to find these Grubs and use them to manifest creatures into your town. Not only will you be able to help empower the Incarnation of War, but allowing these Grubs to manifest is one of the safest and most effective ways known to destroy them.

I wish you Fortune’s Best with this situation, and please do not hesitate to send me word if you experience complications.

Yours,

Tellah Forgedheart

Minister of Hatchport

 

Queen of Shadows Chooses Consort

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My Dear Subjects in Elmerton,

I wish to invite you all to take part in a Tradition important to the Realm of Shadow and her Queen. I, Rebby Sky- Queen of Shadows, Mistress of the Night, have begun the Rituals for taking a Consort. The field has been opened, the challengers have declared their intent, and the Task has been given. The Winner, of course, will be able to sit at my side as I rule in Darkness.  Your part in this ritual has to do with the Task I have given my challengers- it sends them right into your small town. It is my hope that you will treat them as harshly as you have the rest of my family- More so! I desire only the strongest as my Consort. So, by all means, use everything you have at your disposal to try and fight them- kill them, even, if you can! They have their orders, and the desire for my approval is Strong. They will show no mercy. and I know that at least one of them is powerful enough to face even you.

Good luck, Elmerton, and do yours best! I appreciate your help in choosing my Consort.

Her Majesty,

Queen Rebby Sky

An Open Letter to Elmerton

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My wonderful old home of Elmerton,

It has been a few moons since we have last seen one another. I assume you all miss me just as I’ve missed you. It has been rather annoying trying to find a body suitable enough to contain me, though it is certainly not lacking in any fun! I hate to admit this but I am even starting to miss that vessel you all refer to as Kraven. Be sure to give him my best, will you?

Seeing as we are all old pals, I thought I would let you in on a little secret: your peninsula has a lovely opening to the Abyss that is just ever so alluring to me! Now it is not that big of an opening mind you, so I will do us all a favor and try to expand it a bit. I have seen what our town is capable of and I have the utmost faith that you all will be able to take care of yourselves when push comes to shove. So I will not waste time with the pleasantries any longer. I will be sending some… acquaintances of mine to this opening very soon. However, I will not be sending them all at once. I believe it is better to chip away at this rift one bit a time, wouldn’t you agree? You are welcome in attempting to stop this, though in all honesty, I think  Magesta would be far better off if you didn’t.


As a trade off for the town standing idly by and doing me this kindness, I will repay you all by sending some friends of mine straight to Lex Mitorae! You know, I just would feel too bad for your simple minded brains sitting there twiddling your thumbs. You all just need something to beat up on, don’t ya?


-Beladros (Though this vessel’s wife called me “Sweetheart” before I drowned her… so let’s re-try this….)

Be Seeing You Soon,
Sweetheart