Rumors of Roaringshore

[Hitman Hard]

Rumor has it that a trio in dark robes drew itself to the smoke-filled, scummy Broken Goblet today and drank rather excessively. A one eyed, brown fleshed man known for his Hellstorm ties joined them in roaring laughter and confessed of his joy of torturing priests and paladins, espousing these are the very men to blame for the poverty, death throes of Roaringshore. At one point the one eyed man declared gold had no motivation to him.

A female who partied hard with the group was seen vomiting up a heart of a sort.

It seems Roaringshore grows bolder of late, and visible activity runs through it at a time of day normally reserved to hangovers and quiet, broken voices.

[ecologista]

A huge black man he out a strange boat in docks, with alot of soldiers inside, in a clear night, he look like very tired after the trip and go inn. Nobody see you face clear, only the strange shinning off your purple eyes and a cloak with a flamboyant sword at your back.
Nobody try boring the man because he should be the legendary tempurian knight Tauro, lider of all kind of warriors, that back after a battle against theyr nemesis ,SCAR

[dak12attack]

In the corner of the Broken Goblet a shadow of a figure was seen, illuminated by the glowing ember of a cigarette. Occasionally it moved to sip a flask. Upon hearing the alarm bells, she raced towards the door, to discover soldiers unloading from the docks.

"Ah th' Hells. . . cannae th' Fist gimme one day o' relaxin' fer cryin' out loud..."

Hurriedly, she slipped downstairs to the notorious hatch in the Pit. Crawling through, she slipped under the docks to a small cove, where she marooned a white and beaten-to-Hell yawl. She was small enough to slip between the ships in the blockade and made her getaway ... just barely.

[Storm Munin]

The valiant survivors of the foul deed of the dukes may take heart in the knowledge that the Hellstorm crew are avenging their losses.


The trade way was hit hard during a night spent in furious outrage and just cause.
Bodies of travellers floating, or not, are found in the red running river.
A man and a woman was found hanging upside down in trees lining the road suffering from dreadful wounds.

There are claims that Captain Kalma himself and his first lieutenant Grim handled things quite close and personal like.
Perhaps a reminder that one always pay the Bitch Queen and Lady Coinhands their due.


Na'er shall we die.

[calvinus]

RAID ON ROARINGSHORE

[Xanfyrst]

Rumour is spreading that the former First Mate of the Hellstorm crew, now leader of the ruthless band of mercenaries called the Saints, Alistair the Red, has scheduled a quick recruitment round in the Broken Goblet in a few days time. Word spread that he is looking for anyone with unusual skill-sets and desire for wealth above all else, your own well-being included.

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Saints will be recruiting in Roaringshore on this Friday at 21.30-22.00 server time. If you have a character that may fit in, you're welcome to pop up and see if it's for you.

[Calodan]

A man walks into the local tavern and produces an odd looking helm. He asks the barkeep if any in the area are looking for a helm of much wonder by adventurers I the area and tells the man that he should direct any to a Koryeneer Sentinel. He gives the barkeep a small bag of gold coins for his time and leaves the tavern.

///OOC This is the DM Vilethings Plot Helm I am looking for any information. PM me or contact me in game.

[Rainbow Prism]

With drow raids putting Sword Coast in terror, some rumors and discussions among sailors of all kind followed. Whether it's fraud with using dried shrunk black veggie pieces to claim drow ear bounty or spirit-induced mad ravings about intimate encounters with drow lasses, there was a word or two thrown...

Roaringshore was not exception.

Among several grim talks among brigands, weird message was issued. Someone was ready to give up the news about drow and their plans for reasons unknown.

Later, dozens of similar proclamations followed, salty dogs of all seas attempting to grab free drinks or coin for exaggerated babble. Still, some remember the first one.

No one knows what grabbed attention. Maybe it was that this one appeared at night. Maybe that this one was willing to stay in Swordarm Inn for so long.

Whatever it was, no one remembers much about that female who visits the tavern with first rays if sun blinking away...

Some whisper in horror that she may be vampire, but the same visitor was seen in daylight. Still, no one seen her face, gilded black armor not showing even mention of one's identity.

[NegInfinity]

A dark figure in armored clothes and helmet attaches notice at Roaring shore.

It says:

To "Bones". I have business proposition to you. Find me.

Signed: "Glowy Hands"

[ohboy007]

A dark figure in armored clothes and helmet attaches notice at Roaring shore.

It says:

To "Bones". I have business proposition to you. Find me.

Signed: "Glowy Hands"

A small hin wonders by the poster and his eye catches the name "Bones". Intriqued, but not very sure if it's directed to him, the small hin's eyes dart about the docks. However, all that can be seen around his field of vision are the dock workers slaving away loading and unloading cargo.

[Storm Munin]

Grim staggers up to the wall to take a leak as he take notice of the notice.
His bloodshot eyes bulge as his face pales instantly.

She couldnt be back could she?

He make furtive glances to his left and right looking for any hints of Scarlet, then swiftly does what he came for and staggers hurridly towards the Sea Wolf.

[NegInfinity]

A dark figure in armored clothes and helmet attaches another notice at Roaring shore.

It says:

To Evelyn, Grimm and "Bones". I will require help soon. Meet me day after, by the inn at roaringshore. Few more people are welcome but not more than 4 people total.

Signed: "Glowy Hands"

((OOC: PMs sent

[NegInfinity]

A dark female figure wearing armored clothes has been seen in the docks of roaringshor running after giant chicken. The chicken met giant weasel and they attempted both to sail somewhere in the boat.

After making sure she has not gone mad (yet), the figure managed to recognize chicken being a disguised human bandit, who immediately attacked, yelling "for the shapeshifters!".
Both "chicken" and "weasel" were slain, with assistance of two bystanders in case of "weasel".

The "chicken" was burned to to ash, and the "weasel"''s stabbed and burned corpse was thrown into water.

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[Empoweredfan]

Unusual and deviating behaviour is not uncommon in Roaringshore, but archers shooting seagulls from the Sword Arm Inn roof still makes the local, rum filled laughter fill the tavern when the pirates are drunk enough.

[Empoweredfan]

The side of the Sea Wolf was thought to be looking 'runny' and 'dripping' by the people on the docks of roaringshore late one evening. There were no evidence of this come daylight, so many blamed the sight on drink or the lack of sleep.