Rumors & Events of Soubar

[Zeikari]

Drunken Storm

On the eve of 27th Mirtul 1361, Soubar saw the passing of two particularly loud visitors. The first, a menacing mountain orc, dragging a vast array of gruesome trophies, and the other a savage-looking tiefling woman nearly matching her companion in size. As some of the other visitors hurried themselves away, the pair spent some time by the market, pawning off loot and chatting in what appeared to be the orcish tongue.

When their business was concluded, looking somewhat in good spirits, the two of them moved into the tavern. Soon enough no ending of yelling and cheering could be heard from inside, as a mere exchange of drinks quickly developed into a vicious contest between the two savages. The battle was hard-fought, with either side seemingly slowing down only to catch up once again... but eventually, the orc man emerged victorious.

The pair stumbled outside once more, one propping himself on the other, the orc laughing and the tiefling singing an out-of-tune song in Illuskani. They disappeared for a few hours into the swamps north of the city, and, not too long after, the rumbling of a powerful and sudden storm could be heard booming and shaking the place.

As quickly as it started, the whole ruckus was over, and the orc was stumbling drunkenly back into Soubar, carrying a very angry tiefling over his shoulder.
The two of them seemed to be finally calming down, resting by one of the fires and munching on some of the local delicacies, until the tiefling decided to pick on a passing drow traveler, having seemingly taken offense at her glasses, for some reason.

The two women and their male companions exchanged words for a while, and though it might seem at first as if a fight might be brewing, cooler heads eventually prevailed, and the rambling discussion came to nothing. Finally, the four left, each going their separate ways, and granting the little outpost some temporary quiet.

[Zeikari]

On the evening of 10 Kythorn 1361, the frontier town of Soubar saw some increased activity, as a traveling monk often seen passing by the area was asking local mages to weave spells against him in order to test the limits of his training.
First to offer himself for the task was Ssethrik, a green-skinned tiefling often seen in the town for the past month or so. Then followed a more recent arrival, the scholar Parrente.



While the display of arcane skills and physical resilience was ongoing, an Ogre Magi walked to the group, attracted by the commotion. After a brief exchange of words, the giant stated that he had come to Soubar to look for potential business ventures on behalf of his mysterious employer, and offered significant rewards to those who could aid him.
After taking notes following a preliminary exchange of information, the Ogre left, promising that he would return at a later date.

[Zeikari]

On the morning of 27 Kythorn 1361, a sudden fight took place in the middle of Soubar. The two people involved, clearly northerners from their speech and appearance, were a dour tiefling woman, and an old human hunter. After sizing each other up for a while, the man begun addressing the woman in a mocking tone, an act that resulted in a very quick and violent retaliation from the demonspawn, who skewered the old hunter in very short order, dedicating her victory to the Destroyer.

[LegendOfLight]

A blonde woman in a flowing blue dress stands before the damaged Black Abbey, her brow slightly raised. The entryway is buried in rubble, as if the building itself is resisting visitors. She tilts her head, wondering— when might this Abbey be clear for entry?

[Ghost]

Auction Aghornaq

The most faithful cult of Aghornaq will summon His Dark Grace, the balor Aghornaq, within Soubar to host an auction this coming day! He will offer items of abyssal might for prices paid by mortals!

His Fiery Dark Grace may also be willing to listen to pleas of those wishing to serve or present greater offering for a chance at His Unholy Boons!

At sunset, a sacrifice will be made, and Lord Aghornaq will be summoned!

Short notice, but I feel like doing a bit of fun in Soubar with an auction tomorrow.
1900 GMT (2100 Central Europe, 1500 New York, 1200 Los Angeles) this Saturday

[SandTrout]

A new figure has made herself a fixture nearby Lena, Priestess of Talona. The redheaded tiefling known as Vaile, wearing green ceremonial robes and serving to keep the modest shrine in order, stays close to her sister in faith, quietly conversing as the two take notes on some esoteric topic.

It is not uncommon to see Vaile vomiting into the nearby waste-ditch between visits to Lena, though there is no apparent animosity from the tiefling.

[PiaMango]

Patrons of the Winding Way would have noticed a bard frequenting the tavern. His golden hair and youthful face might seem out of place for Soubar, though his music less so.

Quieter eves he can sometimes be heard playing haunting tunes with themes of loss, sin and regret	Rowdier nights occasionally feature fiery songs that oft refrence the infernal

[TheZhentarim]

Parchment flyers begin to appear within the reach of the Zhentarim - pinned to crossroads, posts, and boards wherever the Black Network’s presence is permitted. Pressed into the parchment is a seal - bearing the Zhentarim 'Z' logo.

Power, Prosperity & Protection.

Lasting success is built on a strong foundation and no force in Faerun embodies this creed more than The Black Network - a place for those who know the weight of a gold piece and the worth of a strong hand.

This is not an employment opportunity. This is an invitation.

You will be provided the tools and skills needed to succeed, offered mentorship, strict training, and knowledge to not only improve your lot in life but to better yourself as an individual. Zhentarim merchants are taught to profit wisely, guards are trained to strike precisely, and envoys speak with authority. The success of The Black Network funds cities, rebuilds keeps, and membership fills purses with opportunities of an adventurous and political nature.

Wherever trade is found our banners promise order, profit, and protection. Where self-righteous heroes offer assistance for influence, the Zhentarim deal in results and mutual prosperity. Whether you are skilled in negotiation, swordplay, spellcraft, divinity, or simple cunning, Darkhold has a place for those who know how to make things happen and are limited only by personal ambition.

Within Zhentarim ranks the hard work of dedicated individuals is recognized by the Lord Castellan Zerros Ozmir.

Our motto is simplified as these three tenants:

- Prosperity through unity.
- Security through strength.
- Reward through merit.

The Black Network pays well and never forgets its friends. If you have the determination needed to change your fate, if you seek a place of shared ambition and are willing to dedicate yourself to an infallible future and the betterment of the Sword Coast, Darkhold awaits.

// OOC - The Zhentarim are recruiting. We are looking for Agents, traders, merchants, divine spellcasters, arcanists, mercenaries, assassins, soldiers and more. Contact "Lord Zerros Ozmir" directly in-game ICly or reach out to Valleriani on the boards OOCly for any inquires and coordination.

[Kommando]

A flier with an eye catching illustration makes its appearance in Soubar. A simple and not so lengthy message is left behind and rumor has it was placed by a uniformed soldier of the Zhentarim...

// OOC - The Zhentarim are recruiting. We are looking for Agents, traders, merchants, divine spellcasters, arcanists, mercenaries, assassins, soldiers and more. You may contact "Krauzer Tzarkov" directly in game, Discord (meduegna/Kommando), or Forum PM!

[Kommando]

A flier with an eye catching illustration makes its appearance in Soubar. A simple and not so lengthy message is left behind and rumor has it was placed by a uniformed soldier of the Zhentarim...

// OOC - Player Run Event! - Please feel free to join at Darkhold 6PM - 8PM CST. I have additionally created a count down timer to the event that will convert time for you if you'd like to make it. Faction is always interested in new faces and the event might be a good place for a character to introduce themselves. We are looking for Agents, traders, merchants, divine spellcasters, arcanists, mercenaries, assassins, soldiers and more. You may contact "Krauzer Tzarkov" directly in game, Discord (meduegna/Kommando), or Forum PM! Click Here for Countdown (Jan 16th) Click Here for Countdown (Jan 30th)

[Ututu222]

A new arrival comes to Soubar, clad in hooded grey robes with a burgeoning backpack. Her blue eyes, alert and vigilant, flit to and fro, taking in the 'sights'. A faint smile materializes as she quietly makes her way to the inn, careful not to draw undue attention.

She lingers there a time, nursing a flask of water procured from her stuffed pack. As she makes her way to the door, she bumps into another traveler, a woman, perhaps a ranger of sorts. After a quick apology and as, perhaps, boredom strikes them both, they engage in quiet conversation to pass the time. Nigh a candlemark is spent in pleasant exchange as they share each other's company in the refuge.

Her quarry not present, the once stranger, now acquaintance, makes her way out on her business, leaving the grey robed woman to her thoughts. After a while longer in contemplation, she corks her flask, she too making her way from the ramshackle inn to linger amongst the colourful crowd in the town proper. After a moment of consideration, she scrawls on some parchment, placing a notice on the board in the center.

She does not seem to be in a rush to leave.