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

*An argument broke out between a young street urchin and an older, long established street musician near the entrance to Baldur's Gate. The disagreement arose as the older man harshly criticized the youth's musical skill and ordered him to find a new place to play. The youth stormed off, not wanting to cause trouble. As he yelled out his frustration a clap of thunder sounded out of a clear night sky. One of the Fist approached and confronted the young man, warning him about disturbing the peace. The doubly chastised boy held his tongue and found a new place to perform away from the other man.*

A neatly penned scroll is set up in several places in the Gate.

"Seeking information or the return of a holy relic of Jergal."
"Any who come forth with information that leads to the return of a book of Jergal, or it's return will be well rewarded."

"Inquire at the shrine of Jergal near the graveyard or leave a message at the Shelf."

"Signed : Cara Joriani Scrivener of Doom."

After being approached by two women at her Mystran Magic Shop, one of the local Mystran priestesses had her suspicions aroused by the claims of one of the women to have been a Mystran priestess sent to the city from Amn. Having not had any notice beforehand of her arrival, as is the usual custom for clergy being sent into another diocese, the blue-robed priestess questioned the black and purple clad woman at length before she was left unimpressed with her claims to have been sent by a Mystran Temple and requested that she show her proof of ordination. When that request was evaded she accused the woman of impersonation of a priestess and refused to speak with her further and closed her shop.
((EDITED by me after DM team reply))

Rumours would circulate Baldur's Gate about the charity tournament hosted in the arena north of the city by Head Watchknight Sveta Asperan to raise funds for operations to see the restoration of strength to the impoverished people of Baldur's Gate. There would be talk of many close matches, some swift gritty battles, overs drawn out fights to the bitter end. The shield of the dwarf Revenark seemed unbreakable by his opponents and to most was the clear favourite in his final match against Talisen. The final battle of the tournament however was far closer than most expected, it looked for a brief moment that Revenark was going to falter under the piercing strikes of Talisen. However the dwarven resilience pressed through as Revenark moved on to take the trophy and cash award over Talisen.

The lower division was taken by A Har Thar after defeating the host herself, Sveta Asperan, in the finals. The lower division sway a wide range of skills, a hin with a crossbow by the name Tommy almost took down A Har Thar in the semifinal. Sveta the other finalist found difficulty in keeping her sword within her hands as she was repeatedly disarmed by her opponent Arakes, it was only when she dropped her shield and took upon her sword by both hands that did she manage to land deadly blows opponent which saw her advance through.

It is said with the permission and careful watch of the Flaming Fist a representative of the Darkhold was allowed entry. It seemed that without authority from the Flaming Fist he would have been barred entry, even with their approval the Head Watchknight allowed it very much begrudgingly.

Speculations may suggest the amount raised for charity was over the amount of 100,000.

again a figure that would, by those knowing their way around the upper echelons of Amn, be identified as Lady Narasida Zakine-Albrongardo could be seen entering the Baldurs Gate Docks. Despite this time bringing a bodyguard/load bearer with her she would, like the last times still be dressed in simple-womans clothes forgoing any signs of wealth, station or being worth a mugging in general.

again she would seek out those that have lost the most in the hard past months, giving out food to the hungry and offering grief counsel for those that seemed to still suffer the most from loss of relatives or poverty.
her and her bodyguards efforts going so far as to her even checking in on some of the people she counselled before, offering those and others private grief counseling far away from the hectics and distraction of modern life.

An open letter is left with the priests in the Temples of Helm and Torm in Baldur's Gate. It is requested that all who use the temples have their attention drawn to it.

Crowds of people begin to gather as the day finally arrives. Word has spread, and many of the citizens of the city don't quite believe what's been said. The goddess of coins is about to make it rain?

Meanwhile, the Sword Coast Commercial Exchange and those adherent to the goddess Waukeen prepare gold inside carefully prepared, shatter-spheres of glass. The Flaming Fist are in force, not only to protect the gold, but also to man the catapults that seem ready to launch that gold into the skies.

Word even has it that a parade may follow? If anyone will be paying attention to anything besides a bunch of free money on the ground.


Hosts:
Koba (primary organizer, will be heading the parade);
Llywelyn Cadwaldr and Cheryl Mae Castillo (will be there to look gangsta);
The Church of Waukeen (there to send prayers to Waukeen, then launch the 'pults)

Backers:
The Sword Coast Commercial Exchange,
The Church of Waukeen,
The Flaming Fist (security)

Location:
Baldur's Gate Harbor District (primary)
Baldur's Gate East Gate District (secondary)

Date:
12 Tarsakh 1351 (Sunday, April 12)

Time:
20:00 (By The Forum Clock)

Invited:
Only people who like free money

Events:
Religious ceremonies, loading the catapults, hurling gold into the skies, parading through the streets in costume, with musical accompaniment, in honor of Liberty's Maiden -- as everyone else fills their pockets!

A drummer who has spoken publicly to the poor, the desirous, the families of the sea that have made a statement against the powers of this city which send their Fist upon them to keep them in poverty, in their place...

...the drummer walks the streets of the Harbor and in the Eastern District, his voice performing with greater skill than ever before:

• 
  
  Beware...
  You, the salt of the sea
  The salt of the earth
  To the chains that rain from the sky.
  
  Beware...
  You, true souls of life's hardship
  The true souls of pity
  To the chains that WILL rain from the sky.
  
  ....
  
  You, beware.
  They, hark.
  You, eyes open.
  They, smiling lies.
  You, RISE....
  
  

It is a powerful speech that has been given over weeks...and damn the Lords who do nothing to heed the will of the people...and damn those that support those Fists and the Word that sends them.

A tall, dark-haired man with the trappings of a northman can be seen leaving notes around various taverns and at the docks of Baldur's Gate. The notes are roughly written, but read as follows:

"Swordsman looking for work, don't mind getting my hands dirty. Will only seek payment if successful. Contact RENMIR through Maltz."


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Can any guilds/persons interested please send a pm and rp it as a message to Maltz.

Word travels fast that the Spheres festival was a great success. Many citizens gathered to watch as glass spheres with seemingly countless gold coins and gems were flung up into the air by the Flaming Fist detachment.
By the favour of Waukeen the riches rained from heaven into the streets of the East Harbor District, a place hardest hit by the recent plague. A parade of citizens walked down the streets to clear the glass shards and assist the less fortunate and affluent in gathering Liberty’s Maiden’s gifts.
A few naysayers that could be heard speaking about people hurt by the charitable projectiles or getting cut by the glass shards are quickly outshouted by the mysteriously quickly appearing supporters of the event.

Rumors have circulated around Baldur's Gate of a certain home in the Palace District of Baldur's Gate, known for its impressive security, which was recently broken into. The owner of the house, some whisper, was found torn apart, as though by wild animals, in a scorched, brimstone-scented chamber...

A poster in left in the Elfsong tavern, the Blade and Stars Inn as well as in the Helm and Cloak in Baldur's Gate, it reads :
// I should pop in game briefly Sunday afternoon/evening, otherwise send an IC PM if you're interested