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

The figure of a silver clocked man is seen in Nashkeel´s graveyard. He wears a shining chain armor under a white tunic. Steeping in front of John Roland´s grave he kneels down, removes a package from his bags. It is a sword evolved by a red piece of cloth. He stick into the ground and leaves a stone with a mark of something that remembers a heart.

A warlock is seen summoning a demon just outside the gates of Nashkel, the warlock however could not control it and the demon turned on its summoner and attacked with its skeleton chasing the warlock back into town.

The warlock ended up getting away under the use of the invocation walk unseen, but another ran into the loose demon. Unable to defeat it himself he sends word to someone who could and it is quickly disposed of.

A Horned Devil is seen approaching the gates at Nashkel only to be confronted by a lone elf.

The elf quickly attacks the Devil but is outmatched and is forced to flee as a wizard nearby transforms into what would later be described as a 'terrible beast of shadow' and aids the Devil in his battle against the elf.

Witnesses would later claim they had seen the Devil change form into a woman clad in dark robes before proceeding to walk into the town.

Recently in Nashkel, a party of adventurers happened to be out in front of the gates assisting with the giant problem. However, as the evening approached, so did a hoard of shades and undead, descending down from the Cloudpeaks. The adventurers attempted to keep them at bay in the fields, but were quickly overwhelmed by the vast numbers.

Only two made it out of the attack just before the guards closed the gates to keep out the waves of undead. One whom identified herself as Chiriu of Twilight convinced one of the hunters in Nashkel to give her a rope over the wall. Together, with the other survivor, she managed to weave through the massive force of undead in the field and rescue the bodies of the fallen before they could be added to the army.

One of the priests of Nashkel then proceeded to help raise the fallen, and to keep safe the bodies of those whom could not be raised. From there, they planned a defensive strategy and managed to hold off the waves undead until morning broke. Notable people in this battle were members of the Order of the Radiant Heart and the druid circle.

When the battle was over, the heroes stayed around for a bit with exception of one: Chiriu of Twilight disappeared with the coming of the dawn, as the last undead fell, saying that there was still more people whom needed her.

(An OOC Note: I dunno how well some of the other characters are known in the world, or trying to be known, which is why I didn't include it. =) So some mentions OOC'ly are Thaigo II, Mia Alunamar, Catam, and Lucretia Cloudshadow? Did I spell that last one right? Those are the only names I remember, sorry )

Rumours stream north of a brutal battle in the Nashkel environs. After days of assault by undead, a strong contingent of Death Knights finally broke through the gates.

While the heroes safeguarded the evacuation of the townsfolk, some force tore apart the local graveyard. Strangely enough, the bodies were not taken from it...

The southlands once more fall quiet, though the northern cities take note of Nashkel's fate and wait nervously for the next stroke of the axe to fall.

An elf is seen wandering far and wide through the land, dressed in what appears to be polished leather or even scale mail, where the scales or leather are carved into the shape of down turned oak leaves. Someone who knows would recognize it as the ceremonial armor of Druids of Silvanus. However, his cloak and his armor are blue in color, and not green or brown.

As he travels, from Amn to Baldur's Gate he is seen posting flyers for the Church of Silvanus that read:





///contact "Faerynn" on the forums or in game if you wish to join. All druids of Silvanus should be a part of his church. I have also posted an entry in the Guilds section of the forums that explain further ///

Its said that a day or two after a horrible battle between adventurers and Ninja's in which all the usual guards and stone masons stationed at Naskel had conveniently decided to take the whole day off for... An elven woman staggered down from the mountains to the south, she's covered in bandages and dried blood, leaning on a panther that is helping her head north, and is kind enough to growl and snap its jaws at any who try to get close. Course, this is just a rumor.

Officially Nashkel officials deny any wrongdoing and point out that it was simply a normal inspection day for the troops.

The Ironfaar masons were unavailable for comment.

A small band of adventurers escort a wayward caravan south to the small town of Markhold in Amn. When they arrive it seems to have been laid waste, guarded by a large contingent of Amnish soldiery amidst the rotting corpses. The local lord greets the group with contempt, blaming the Fist for the destruction of the town, the maurading horde claiming to be from Baldur's Gate.

As the adventurers leave they quietly discuss amongst themselves who would gain by causing such strife, knowing full well it wasn't a Fist action.

Further rumours spread along the borderlands; a few Nashkel residents promptly pack up and leave for the south, intending to find their fortune elsewhere. As one drover notes, "'ent want to be the next Markhold."

A great deal of uncertainty surrounds the fate of Amn's northernmost holding and its beleaguered iron mine.

A man is found dead in the fields outside the gates of Nashkel, the man's friend fell to an arrow as he ran ahead of the guards to show them the location, reports from the Nashkel guards say the assailant fled when they got in sight as a... spider, quickly climbing the mountain side and loosing the guards in the chase. Both men are recovering in Nashkel.

Rumor has it that two individuals one human looking and another orc-like fled the township of Nashkel. The two were seen menacing the Tavern patrons with in the Belching Dragon while bystanders could only watch in horror as tables and chairs were turned over and some alit with arcane magics.

The larger one, suspected of being a wild orc. then proceeded to get into an altercation with another human male outside of the tavern. Promptly turning into some otherworldly beast that towered over the Tavern structure to intimidate the others. A few of Nashkel's brave guards men chased the creature from the township where it mysteriously disappeared.

All travellers too the township will be asked to comply with a no mask or face covering policy that the guards shall be enforcing. This is for the safety of all the those residing in Nashkel.