Rumors & Events of Baldur's Gate

[artemitavik]

Word likely spreads throughout certain districts of the city, a familiar looking but emaciated man was seen being taken to rest and have wounds tended to by a beautiful woman in gold armor with the symbol of Sune. The man looked like he had been through hell, but some of the spectators are probably pretty sure... they think... I mean it was probably him...

Herran Hymn, the Director of the White Mask, has been found and returned to the Gate alive.

There is also some talk about a large number of heavily armed individuals that went out into the wilderness and found him to bring him back or something like that, but... you know, that's not really important... Right?

[Ariella]

Word spreads around the city of the Open Stage held in honor of the fallen for the feast of the Moon. Although a little late to start the event included both original pieces and works from long lost friends or loved ones. Among the performers was Shandril, Alejandro, Julia, Aidan, Alcarin, Elyssa, Juke and others!. It was said that unlike the other open stages in honor of those who preformed and honored the fallen everyone received a prize of twenty thousand coins, Supplied by the Halls of Inner Light.

A further announcement was made that tomorrow would be the last day of the Feast of Moon Celebrations. Starting with a blessing of the cemetery and ending with a party held within the newly constructed halls of Inner Light. The doors are open to all those who seek to honor the dead.

(((22GMT tomorrow Dec 4th, We will be starting in-front of the cemetery. Everyone is welcome!)))

[paw]

Herran is back? Some might have noticed Adelaide, Talas and Fenix helping him into the theater and immediately backstage.

Herran sported a smile ... but seemed .... different? He just did not look quite right.

The others soon leave giving instructions to Karl that the director is not to be disturbed until morning at the earliest.

The ceremony at the theater having already completed, it remained quiet through the night.

[Pimple]

Word spreads of a tournament between magi to be hosted in the near future. Posters are hung up in settlements across the coast, and at any inquiries to the messengers one would be told that the Guild of Magi are looking to hire skilled healers for this event.




Time: 2016-12-17 @ 20 GMT (8pm)
Location: Baldur's Gate, Northern Farmlands

Prize for the winner: 10.000
Entry fee: None

Rules of the Tournament

[CommanderKrieg]

A man with a feathered hat can be seen arguing with a few Flaming Fist Guards, swinging his lute yelling "Oi! It ain'te' Weapon!!" before he is tackled and shackled. The entire way to the jail cell, the drunkard sings a song about taverns and wenches; making mention to somebody's mother.

[DM Aureus]

Rumors are floating around of a robbery in the Harbor district. It is said a man came to the guards claiming his house had been emptied of all it's valuables. The thieves even went as far as to steal the man's apple pie!

It seemed that after a short while however, all the commotion quickly died out again...

[Necrotic Shadows]

Posters put up around the Gate regarding work for dancers and singers of exotic sorts. On the back of the parchment would be information regarding the work, including that the owner of the ship looking to hire is a Sunite and all performances are to be classy. The establishment itselfs is set for individuals of high class and quality. Sounding very much like the Twilight Rose is running a Cabaret/Gentleman's Club.

[Akroma666]

Recruitment

A group of investors gather at a series of Inns all along the coast. Though their investment has broken ground, they still haven't the staff to supply their dream of providing happiness or turning a profit.

The Investors consisted of a short dark skinned hinn that wouldn't stop talking, a masked chilling blue man who's head circled with a bolts of lightning, a paladin with bright blond hair and a shining set of golden armor, and a bald tattooed wizard clad in red robes. One of the 4 would consistently tack a notice on the door of each of their visited locations where they would sit and bicker back and fourth sparing no expense on the food and drink. There they would sit all day as various patrons would approach the 4 and begin a long or extremely short interview. Once night fell, they would travel to the next tavern and rest for the night only to begin the process again in the morning.

A closer inspection of the parchment would read:

[Tantive]

Three distinct rumours seemed to have spread, all originating from the same day.

At the Fist Headquarters were angry and agitated men of the Fist who had assembled in larger numbers, eager to show the locals 'They can't mess with the Fist!'. They were held back in line by their superiors however.

Among the wealthy circles of the Palace District, came the talk of a brazen attack on the Helm and Cloak. A ruckus that had passed through the streets. Whispers spoke of an officer of the Fist that was missing, and investigators had cordened of new visitors for a time. Patrons of the Helm and Cloak witnissed a large pool of blood that was in need to be cleaned. Pink scarves, a new fashion among rowdy men?

Even stranger still was the rumour that originated from frequent sewer delvers and the docks district, dead 'gentlemen' of ill repute wearing pink scarves were found at various ends.

[Necrotic Shadows]

Posters are put up around town informing of the soon to open Social Club, on the Twilight Rose.

New folks are seen walking through town, exploring the sights. Men and women from Waterdeep, Amn and Calimshan meet up to discuss their new employment outside the Elfsong.
Some of them with instruments, others testing their voice. They seem to enjoy each others company for the time being before they're off to their place of employment upon the ship.

[Steve]

Subject: Rumors of the Sword Coast

Tell-tale signs, whispers, notes passed subtlety hand-to-hand, are being made throughout the realm, somehow different, than before. Bruit. Scuttlebutt. Reports. Scandal. Intelligence....

The sailor with one eye, the blacksmith with a wooden leg, the bawd with a half-scarred face...the lesser noticed folk, those bordering the unlawful by appearances, those shouldering armor of an ashen hue, those with eyes always shifting and still faces with eyes aflame of secret agenda...they are found, seen, witnessed, to at times, communicate in a shadowed manner, passing on much, even at times, without, as it appears to the majority, without even saying a word.

But some may notice, and realize what they see: a shadowed grapevine has been established, from which only the rightfully perceptive may pluck ripe fruit.

It is rumored that one may simply show public interest in taping the grapevine, shown at one of the known darker establishments of the region, in order to reap the fresh fruit....

[The Scribes]

Placed on the bulletin board hangs a new parchment. Scattered around the floor and glued to the sign are rose pedals. The scribe wipes the sweat of his brow and begins walking towards the docks.

[Gennedy]

Rumors spread like wildfire in the docks of abductions of the criminal element as they ply their various trades. Muggers, burglars, knife-men, and their ilk taken mid-mischief by a figure wrapped in blood stained bandages and shrouded by a black cloak. The victims are said to be abandoned near the entrances to alleyways shortly after their abduction, ruthlessly tortured by a practiced hand. Strangely the rumors also say the victims were found with their wounds taken care of, lacerations stitched, ointments applied, wounds bandaged.

What does the perpetrator want? Revenge? Information? Is it misdirected 'justice'? Maybe it's sick pleasure. The questions and speculation among the docks folks seems endless.

[Touri]

The Wedding of Terri Lalani and Vendor Xon

On the 1st of Hammer Terri Lalani and Vendor Xon were married inside of the Pheonix Company Lodge. The ritual was performed by Lady Erza, priestess of Sune. Many friends came from all across the Sword Coast to celebrate the bridal couple.

The happy newlyweds recieved many personal blessings and gifts from the their guests and everyone enjoyed the food, drinks and atmosphere of the evening.

The minstrel Iris played wondefull music as the bridal pair performed the opening dance of the evening. Soon others joined the dance floor and the celebration continued into the night, before Terri and Vendor Xon left the lodge. It is rumored that their honeymoon will last for 21 days and 22 nights.

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///OOC:
Thank you all for the great evening. Also thanks to all the DM's and players that were part of Terri and Ven's story over the last two years. A special thank for the evening goes to Ariella as Lady Erza the priestess, Iris as Iris the Minstrel, Nyeleni as Thistle the groomsman and Taylorstar as Medune the maid of honor. It's not to forget to thank DM Soulcatcher for his great assistance and the Scribes for the wonderful invitation.
Another chapter of Terri and Ven ended and they will be on honeymoon for the next three weeks. Yet noone knows how the story will continue.

[Calodan]

All across the coast notices are put up by paid couriers from Darkhold to Amn the notices are nailed up to public boards and tavern walls.





////DMs I will pay coin for the couriers it is part of the RP for this and should be charged from my PC that he paid for the couriers. Those that follow Hoar or are just looking for a guild we will meet at the jump point to Thundar's ride just North of the Radiant Heart Chapter house. For newer people this is the church looking building in the Eastern Farmlands area. The meeting will be at 2000 GMT on Sunday January 15th so that everyone has time to plan for it and try and be there.