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

*The Inn Keeper of the Blades and Stars would be meet by a man who paid a few coins to him to inform the woman known as "Katli", that Sel wishes for a brief met.*


"Here ye go mate, aye just let her know Sel the bartender wishes to talk, she'll know the rest."

Across the city, posters are hung by a dark haired moon elf dressed in all black. By his appearance, some might expect the announcement of someone's death, but no! It is a proclamation of future merriment to be had, punctuated by unnecessarily loud hammer swings nailing the posters to bulletin boards, especially in the early morning hours. Any complaints seem to serve as encouragement and rather than respecting anyone's sleep schedule, the figure invites them to make a story out of it and join the festivities coming soon.



((July 9th, 12 pm est/ 4 pm gmt at the White Mask Theater))

Any passers-by of the Darius estate on the evening of Flamerule 2nd might have noticed a somewhat odd sight. A tiefling woman, with silver hair tied up in a ponytail, sitting in the garden at the front of the estate. Some might know her as Sera, or maybe from her stage persona of Silverbird, but it seems that she is in her own world, lost to everyone else. Her eyes suggest that she had been crying for a large amount of time, the small collection of spent contact medallions around her on the ground would only add to the confusion of anyone nearby, but it is clear she is talking to someone, or at least, trying to...

Across the city, posters continue to be placed as a reminder of the upcoming event.



((July 9th, 12 pm est/ 4 pm gmt at the White Mask Theater))

The tiefling with silver hair known as Sera, of the Darius estate, was seen sitting and relaxing in the front garden of said estate. She seemed to be in a better mood than the last few days, as some of her friends would have noticed her mood the last few days to be...abnormal. But today she seemed well rested, almost at peace with herself. She held a small notebook in her hands, writing softly in it pages.

"Last night was the most I think I've slept since the memories returned. Every night was visited by nightmares of the past, causing me to be wrestled from my slumber in a state of blind panic. But today, I feel rested, calm. I hope that this continues, not just for myself but also for the people I care about. I feel bad for how they have to see me during those moments when it feels like my mind is slowly breaking apart, but they still stay with me, I am forever grateful for them all"

She smiled as she finished writing in her journal, popping it away before taking out her lute. Soft melodies could be heard, repeated over and over as she fine tuned each part meticulously, but her face was one of peace as she sat and worked on her latest song.

It was a foggy morning on the 8th of Flamerule, as Sera was seen stepping off the boat from Roaringshore. Anyone she passed would have noticed that her eyes held a look of quiet anger, sadness, and a whole myriad of emotions. She was seen entering the Darius estate briefly, before coming back out to sit in the garden, several bottles of wine in hand. She sat and drank throughout the morning, until noon at least before she stumbled back into the estate. Whatever happened to make her feel this way, it was clear that it would stay with her for a long while...

Rumor has it there's a little creature who occasionally hangs out in the sewers of Baldurs gate. Chitters and squeaks could be heard from them, but when seen, she just scurries away with rats following her. She seems to be... having fun in there.

The day was quiet on the date of Flamerule 17th. The sun was high in the sky, the breeze was soft and in general, the usual gathering spot for adventurers in the Outer City was quiet. This all changed when the air was filled with the flaps of mighty wings, the wings of a giant eagle that landed outside the blacksmiths. Dust and dirt kicked up into the air as the majestic beast landed with careful grace. Sliding carefully off the back of the said giant eagle, Sera stumbled onto the ground, her hair a wind-washed mess, though the wide smile she wore on her face showed her delight. She thanked the eagle as best she could with a wave before it flew off, leaving her there to stand with a shocked, but happy expression, and four small cats in her arms as she slowly made her way toward the Ilmater temple.

((Thanks to DM Cleric for the short but fun event))

A woman in white was seen walking quietly through the streets of Baldur's Gate. Any who she passed by, she would offer a friendly smile. She made her way to the Flaming Fist Headquarters and could be seen delivering a single letter.

There's a rumor of a commotion that took place in front of the Sorcerous Sundries in broad daylight on 21 Flamerule. It is said that a dark figure appeared with sharp blades and possibly attacked a blue haired elven woman that had just come out of the magical store. Magic had been hurled and the immediate area was soon covered in darkness. Some say they heard a scream but others say it was oddly silent.



There doesn't seem to be a clear vision of what happened next but one thing is certain — once the darkness faded, there was no sight of the dark figure nor the elven woman. There was no blood on the scene. Some drunkard said he saw an armored, bound and blindfolded elf being tragged along the alley by a dark figure but there were no further sightings.