Baldur's Gate : The Sword Coast Chronicles : NWN2 Persistent World

Rumors spread of a construction project to build a military watch tower and a caravan way station near and on the mountain pass through the Cloud Peak Mountains; to be financed by Lady Narasida Zakine-Albrongardo of Calimshan and Amn -- for the time being privately, without official backing from her family. Some say that the project is to assist Amn in fortifying and protecting its northern borders with less men and resources, to aid in its pivot to the south along its border with civil-war-torn Tethyr, others say that it is to pump the name of Lady Narasida Zakine and to profit her noble house in the City of Coin of Athkatla, by increasing and securing trade along the mountain pass, others still say that it is to empower the Helmite mission in the region, but only time will tell which reason(s) hold(s) truth.

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Rumors spread of an undead attack on the village of Gullykin, with a mountain of dead Hin lighting up the night sky and the stench of death and corruption carried along in the smoke.

((OOC details at Sani Diary Entry:
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A wyvern egg was left on a sofa at the Temple of Helm, in Nashkel.

Rumor's spread of eight people in Naskel dieing to a horrific plague. Some of the locals from Beregost and Gullykin start the avoid the town, although normal traffic on the trade route remains ignorant and continues to flow.

When asked about the matter, the townspeople of Naskel are quick to point out six people who were saved, through the use of powerful divine magic from the local temple. They insist the plague has been stopped.

The priests of the temple can be seen around town spending gold frivolously, as if it suddenly it is plentiful.

Travelleres and pilgrims, passing by at the Temple of Auril, speak of a solid frozen corpse lying inside the centre of the temple. The remains seemed to belong to a once goodlooking woman with red hair, the scent of exquisite perfume still hanging around her.

Some would say that the priestesses looked satisfied with the modality of the execution.

Hunters and adventurers report corpses of monsters strangely mutilated. In the Frost Keep, a recently slain King and his retinue have been found all with empty eye-sockets, their eyes mysteriously removed. Some also lost hair and skin sections. Just as well, In the secluded caves along the Amnian side of the Cloud Peaks, lizard warriors were found missing scales, hands, or their bodies fully drained of blood. Along the route, trackers even observed traces of plantlife harvested.

Rumor has it that two hooded elves, Mendel and Rai were sitting by the gate in Nashkel and talking for hours. Many approached, amongst them two dwarves, but were quickly driven away by Rais' insults. Rumor has it that oddly enough, Rai was heard complimanting Mendel, but those that know Rai, quickly dismiss it as a lie.

The patrons of the FAI speak of a handsome Moon Elf, with a melodious voice and immaculate clothing and armor, asking for a human named Aelcar and the Lady Marigold Winters. The people at the bar, though drunk, noticed an excited manner in which this Elf asked for them.

TheKai wrote:The patrons of the FAI speak of a handsome Moon Elf, with a melodious voice and immaculate clothing and armor, asking for a human named Aelcar and the Lady Marigold Winters. The people at the bar, though drunk, noticed an excited manner in which this Elf asked for them.

A young stable boy tugs the Moon Elf's sleeve until he lowers his hear so that he can speak to him privately. Right after delivering the message, he runs away, back to his daily work.

Off at a table, a hooded waif lifts a mug to soft lips, watching and listening with idle interest. Staring straight ahead, it does not register the would-be paige. But should the handsome Elf lad have a conversation aside, the figure orders a drink at the counter a bit closer. Just one of the crowd. Idle words to the barkeep and patrons at the side.

((Attempts Listen Check))

Valkyrie wrote:Off at a table, a hooded waif lifts a mug to soft lips, watching and listening with idle interest. Staring straight ahead, it does not register the would-be paige. But should the handsome Elf lad have a conversation aside, the figure orders a drink at the counter a bit closer. Just one of the crowd. Idle words to the barkeep and patrons at the side.

((Attempts Listen Check))

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