Rumors & Events of Baldur's Gate

[Tsidkenu]

A pale hand lifted a silver goblet to crimson lips and sipped. Steely blue eyes scanned over the grubby note that had been handed to her by one of her many informants. A smirk formed and shadowed eyes narrowed.

"You're not doing a very good job," she murmured to herself, scrunched it into a ball and tossed it into the brazier which was just within an underarm throw of the sofa upon which she reclined.

[Steve]

It may have been noticed by some that the Temple of Tyr was with greater activity these few last days.

Both armored and robed figures entered and departed and entered again, at first alone but later together, with familiarity...and with purposeful stride.

[Winterborne]

A well-dressed blond man was seen delivering a missive to the Temple of Gond.

[SoThereIWas]

A large man was seen in the temple of Tempus offering a silent prayer as he keeled before the shrine



a the large man rose up, he said only this.. "Time to get to work" he then walks out of the temple.

[thids]

A somewhat familiar one eyed man, clad in darkened scale mail with a charcoal cloak fluttering behind him lightly in the sea breeze, strides towards the Flaming fist Compound. He moves through the crowd with ease, his steadfast gait demonstrating poise. Once inside he seeks out the recruitment officer, holding him up for an inquiry. He then proceeds to casually chat up some of the willing mercenaries who are not on guard duty. As his business concludes, he departs.

[VDub]

A Conversation...

A candle flickers in the darkness of the city sewers. The damp air threatens to extinguish the flame with each second it burns. While the city of Baldur's Gate bustles above, the young tiefling is hidden below, preparing for her conversation.

“I've done everything you ask. Please tell me who you are...” She pleads with the silence.

Moments pass that feel like an eternity. The flame of the candle flickers with her breath passing above it.

“Are you not happy with what was given?” A voice whispers from the darkness. Icy and distant. Unfeeling and cruel. “Are you not better than you were?”

“I... I am. You have given me power. Control over elements. Reality even. I walk unseen when needed. I gather flame from nothingness.” The tiefling tells the darkness with a shaking voice.

“Then why!?” The voice booms for but an instant, then returns to the icy whisper. “Why do you summon me here to speak? Knowledge? For what? What will you do with this...knowledge?” The question hangs on the tense air that has since filled the chamber.

“I wish to know who has granted me these...gifts. I want to know so that I might give praise to the One.” She dips her head at the completion of the sentence.

“It matters not.” His voice cool and calculated. “The deal is struck.”

“But...”

“The deal is STRUCK!” Her head rings from the volume of the voice as He cuts her off from speaking.

“You called out to the night all those years ago. You begged for power, unchecked, to get revenge on those that harmed you for your visage. You signed in blood, without caution, without hesitation.” The voice calmed as it spoke.

“You knew the price. The contract cannot be broken. The deal has been struck.” The icy voice wrapped itself around the young tiefling. “You are mine.” Laughter trailed off into the darkness. The flame flickered and extinguished.

The tiefling sat in the damp blackness of the sewers and wept.

[Darradarljod]

Parchments are fixed around Baldur's Gate, seeming to target the poorer areas - including the sewers. These read plainly that a foreign man called Belhagruz Odrenkh is seeking volunteers to act as subjects for his arcane experiments. A lengthy waiver seems to eliminate any legal accountability or liability on the part of the wizard should harm come by the spellcraft, but the promise of gold may make the risk seem agreeable to some.

[electric mayhem]

As the troubles ease on the tradeways, with the threat of the recent invasive forces receding, trade activity begins to renew in earnest on the caravan routes heading in and out of the city. A young halfling lady driving a small horse drawn cart, laden with barrels, flanked by two armed mercenaries, would enter the East gate along with all the other merchant traffic.

[The Radiant Sister]

In the late hours of the night a parchment was carefully placed by an unseen hand upon the noticeboard of Baldur's Gate:

[parchment]

Looking for justice.

My brother, like many others, was killed yesterday when he was poisoned by the Darius brothers during their "charity" work.
I will give an handsome reward to anyone who finds enough evidence to bring these "lords" to justice.[/parchment]

[Mercator]

One of the notices on the noticeboard is annotated.

In the late hours of the night a parchment was carefully placed by an unseen hand upon the noticeboard of Baldur's Gate:

[parchment]

Looking for justice.

My brother, like many others, was killed yesterday when he was poisoned by the Darius brothers during their "charity" work.
I will give an handsome reward to anyone who finds enough evidence to bring these "lords" to justice.

I have all the evidence you need to find justice, but how do I find you? I am worried about my name being known. Tell me where I can leave you a message?[/parchment]

[LegendOfLight]

A red-haired lady wearing a rather elegant outfit (based on your perspective on meeting her) can be seen leaving a notice on the bulletin board in baldur's gate.


[parchment]The Bone Gathering seems to be all the rage these days, All organizations I hear are looking for them for many different reasons. I have a set of bones. You have desires, I have needs. Leave message to Rosette at the Blade and Stars that you seek to do good with these bones and we will see if you are worthy. I will arrange the official meeting.[/parchment]

((1 item of bones for trade?))

[taintedseraphim]

Another member of the Sisterhood of the Redheads would be seen taking notice of the sign, then leaving her own response.

//PM incoming

[ZestyDragon]

A notice is circulated at the Minstrel's Muse then around the city of Baldur's Gate.

[Miasmata]

A message goes out from the Eastern Farmlands, a courier sent with urgency from the Radiant Heart Chapterhouse. He carries a message in hand that has been bound in golden ribbon and boasts a seal that has been pressed with the crest of Lord Eldarian Al'maire. He goes single-mindedly toward his destination and does not stop until his duty of delivering the missive is complete.


[[ PM Sent. ]]

[Miasmata]

A golden-garbed knight with billowing cloak and ringing, metallic step moves in a manner that indicates business through the avenues of the Palace District. He seems to point his path toward a particular estate, approaching it with an air of determination in his chiseled features. Coming to a stop before a set of entry doors, his brows crinkle in consideration and he adjusts one hand within the confines of its leather glove. After a moment, a firm knock is delivered to announce his presence.