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aeran'or times - November 605
Volume 2, Number 7
Crimson Mist
and Bandits Assail Adventurers in Ebonvale
On Friday night of last month’s gather in
Ebonvale, bandits and the dreaded Crimson Mist attacked the
adventurers.
Visitors to Krossus Blackhammer’s DMG cabin were
getting ready to go into town when a girl ghost child appeared right
in his cabin. The adventurers had previously seen the ghost in her
family’s tomb the month before. She babbled on about the Crimson
Mist being in town and creepy things crawling about her tomb.
Perhaps foolishly, adventurers Mythran Lightcage and Mateas
Nightshade left the safety of the group in the cabin and went out
into the woods on their own. Soon, cries of battle and arcane
incants of Death could be heard. The remaining adventurers
consisting of Krossus, Cade Mierlaishte, Clarion “Zook” Zoucha,
Jessenia Wrenfeather, and a new visitor to town, Fenten Kathar the
hamster scavenger rushed to their rescue.
The bandits were soon dispatched by the group, but Mythran and
Mateas were found dead. Jessenia had to give them Life spells. Zook
found the dagger of the elf, Echo, on one of the bandits. The
adventurers later caught up with Echo and her traveling
companions in the tavern.
Later that night, the group saw the terrifying Crimson Mist lurking
in the woods, especially near the tavern. It appears as a large,
red, swirling cloud with a ghostly face and claws. The creature has
consumed animals and individuals in the area and often causes great
fear to those who encounter it. One adventurer reported that if one
would stay still, it seemed to ignore you. However, the mist at one
point entered the tavern, causing the adventurers to flee outside.
It seemed that fire and lightning spells healed the creature. Magic
sword attacks seemed to have no effect, but iron ones did some
damage. The creature was finally defeated with an Imprison spell and
killing blow from the caster.
Lost Souls
Creatures that appear dead and resemble the
recently dead have been seen walking through the outskirts of
Freeton. The graveyard has been recently raided and the bodies of
fallen comrades are now missing. Take caution with these creatures.
Lord of
Dreams and Nightmare Creatures Overrun Ebonvale
The nightmare-ravaged town of Ebonvale is still
suffering under the self-proclaimed “Lord of Dreams” effects. In
early October, the Lord of Dreams, or Tokathu, as he has calls
himself, and his nightmare contingent assaulted the hapless town
saying that he only wanted his castle back.
The nightmare contingent consisted of a creature covered in red skin
and black thorns, a purple skinned squid-faced creature, a
cadaverous gypsy girl, a bat scavenger, a bloodthirsty maniacal
clown, and other creatures drawn straight from the townspeople’s
worse nightmares.
The townsfolk have become very disoriented due to lack of sleep.
There have also been some reports of looting and mob violence.
Authorities have been unwilling to confirm these reports, but the
town is likely to become more dangerous as more citizens succumb to
sleep deprived madness.
One maddened Ebonvalite has been observed tearing out her own eyes
in an attempt to elude the nightmare contingent. She has been
screaming, “He’s in my head! In my head! Oh please, let me rest!
Nooooo!”.
Tokathu and his contingent are said to be so powerful that they
caused great heroes to flee from the town in early October and
abandon some of their friends. Krossus Blackhammer, other members of
the DMG, Mateas Nightshade, Echo Elentari and others fled into the
woods after being Arcane Feared or attacked in some other manner by
their perceived worst nightmares. Uruku, a half-orc, and Nayelia, a
mystic wood elf, were captured by the contingent. Beauregard, a
human scholar, later returned to try to rescue them, but
regretfully, Uruku could not be saved before he had to resurrect in
a nearby ogre village.
Blackhammer is apparently so distraught over not having been able to
save Uruku that he has resigned his post as Chancellor of Death’s
Head Mercantile Guild and claims to be leaving Aeran’Or for good.
The Castle of Dreams is rumored to have been taken by gypsies to an
unknown place, or it could still be hidden somewhere in the woods
outside of Ebonvale.
But what about this so-called “Lord of Dreams”? Will he stay in
Ebonvale, or might he assault Bluebrook and Freeton as well? Is
nowhere safe?
Attention
One and All
The High Guild Council of Freeton will announce
the appointments of
the new Guild Masters of Freeton at the next gathering there.
The High Guild Council also wishes it to be known that there has
been a contingency of woodcutters and lumberjacks that have turned
up missing around Freeton. Please send information regarding these
people to the High Guild Council.
Finally, Creatures of Fire and Ice have been seen doing battle in
and around the town of Freeton. These creatures have not attacked
the local townspeople thus far. Anyone with information concerning
these new forces or the war they now wage should feel free to
contact the High Guild council in Freeton.
HOROSCOPE By Julius Skygazer
| January ~ I see for you, dear
January, a change in the winds. The very essence of
chaos shall set upon you, like squirrels to a bird
feeder, fueling chaos and change.
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| February ~ You, February, have
begun to question the legitimacy of many things in the
world around you. Although your nature is ever critical
and inquisitive, you must take some things at face value
for them to truly be worth anything in the first place. |
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| March ~ I see travel in
your very near future. You should exercise caution while
on this endeavor. Be cautious of outlandish people, as
one could spell disaster for the whole trip. |
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| April ~ Luck is headed your way,
dear April. Be prepared for good times, for they wait at
your doorstep, much like that stray cat you fed once,
and now look at him, he will not quit following you
around and meowing for more tuna! |
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| May ~ Bad news is headed
your way, and you better unfold the guest bedroll,
because it looks as though it will be staying for quite
some time. You truly are one poor unfortunate person. |
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| June ~ Wear green pants to
increase a positive chi flow in your life. The green of
the pants will take in the goodness of the green of the
earth. But be cautioned that a green shirt or hat could
release all this good luck. |
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| July ~ No one ever said
that all news had to be good news, dear July, but guess
what, your getting good news anyways, whether you like
it or not. So just learn to cope with the fact that you
aren’t going to have anything to whine about for the
next few days. |
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| August ~ You have just endured a
long journey, dear August, and with a madman at your
side. My best advice is a long period of rest to regain
your strength. Otherwise you would just be overtaxing
yourself. |
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| September ~ Ninjas are
everywhere, dear September; you just can’t see them
because ninjas are sneaky. If they weren’t sneaky they
would not be ninjas, they would only be people in black
pajamas. Don’t worry. Ninjas are lucky for you. |
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| October ~ Do you like monkeys?
Because you are about to go bananas! Bad news is headed
your way and you are going to lose it unless you head my
warning. Relax. Count to ten. And most importantly,
close your mouth when you feel words of anger rush to
it. |
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| November ~ Mighty winter
king, or queen, wealth and power are soon to be all
yours. Beware the hoary marmot, as it could be your
downfall! |
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| December ~ Do not be afraid of
the future, because it will have already happened in the
time it took you to read this. Are you ready to face the
future? No? Okay. Here is a little help, 7, 23, 85, 34,
and 27. |
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Hobling Seen
Slaying Groups of Undead Single Handedly!!!
By Josiah Barner
Recently, a Hobling has been seen around Aeran'or slaying groups of
undead single-handedly. He seems pretty able and tricky. This
hobling seems to be an earth caster, but then he turns around and
swings man, many a dagger blows from behind. Don't get me wrong, he
swings a nice blow from in front also. One commoner said he
witnessed the hobling take on forty Deep Trolls with gasses and
sword alone. Who is this little tough guy and where did he come
from? Is he friend or foe? Well if you ask me he's friend,
especially if he is taking out undead and Deep Trolls. Only time
will tell. Keep your eye out.
Rumors
By
Gabrielle “Gabby” Noesitall
| ~Beware if you ask Fenten Kathar to read
off what scrolls he possesses. Apparently, the hamster
scavenger carries a really big stack and reads the title
of each scroll he possesses when asked. You will need at
least half an hour for him to get through the stack and
do not dare interrupt him; for he will start over from
the very beginning.~ |
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| ~Roses to Fenten Kathar and his
companion, Never. Their arrow attacks helped greatly in
quelling the attacks of the swamp and bush creatures
outside of Ebonvale.~ |
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| ~Has Guildmaster Krossus Blackhammer
gone mad? The dwarf has recently announced that he is
abandoning Death’s Head Mercantile Guild and Aeran’Or
completely after the failure to rescue Uruku and his
friend Nayelia from the Lord of Dreams, Tokathu.
Apparently, he has named Argent Jongleur as his
successor as Chancellor of the guilds without consent of
Aeran’Or nobility. If she is appointed head, she would
probably not be too happy with the situation, as the
guild’s taxes are soon due to the Kingdom.~ |
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~Cade Mierlaishte has been making
strange alliances lately. The gypsy who never travels
alone without at least some of his formerly Blackbird
familia
 made
a rare appearance by himself in Aeran’Or this past
gather in Ebonvale and hung out with Krossus Blackhammer
of DMG. Also, since when has a gypsy worried about a
dwarf so much and when has a dwarf worried so much about
a gypsy? Could Cade be wanting to become a dwarf, or
does the dwarf want to become a gypsy?~ |
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| ~Back in September, earth scholar
Beauregard was tried for casting necromancy. With all
the talk of enslavements, is it possible that he was
under the influence of an enslaver himself at the time?~ |
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Editorial: "Heroes"
Abandon Ebonvale
by Carl, human resident of Ebonvale
I’ll begin this article by apologising for any spellin’ mistakes
or bad grammar. I’m so tired, been tired for weeks, going on two
months. Life’s hard, you know? In September a hoard of
underground bugs swarmed into town from a fissure in the tavern.
No problem. People die; some other people come and save us. It’s
the way of the world. Since I turned old enough to knock back a
few I’ve seen vampires, orcs, zombies, and a little more than
half a zillion lizard-men invade or try to invade my hometown.
It happens. But what stops people from goin’ crazy is knowin’
that there are heroes out there to come save the day.
Well, people, let me tell you a story an’ a half. About two
months ago, some ego-filled buncha nobodys came into town and,
word has it, took it upon theirselves to travel to the dream
plane. I guess they did something they were’nt supposed to,
cause ain’t nobody gotten a wink a sleep in this town since.
What’s more, last month, when they came back, a guy called
himself the Dream Lord came to town lookin’ for the people who
stole a castle of his. I don’t know how someone can steal a
castle, but he seemed pretty sure of himself: we heard him all
night yellin’ for it. Word has it that we coulda got some SLEEP
finally if they woulda given him back what he wanted.
I won’t hold out on the surprise ending, because that’s what it
was. Instead of takin’ their swords and shields, their “formal
magics” and all that explosive power that everyone knows they
got, they, get this, up and left town. It’s true. And what’s
more, they left some of their friends behind. I herd one of them
died and the others walked away with the ogres, so who knows
what’s happened to them now.
All I’m sayin’ is, next time you see those sword-weeldin’
bigwigs around, don’t think they’re all they’re craked up to be.
Inside they’re as scared as you or me, and no magic or big blade
changes anythin’.
If you’re feeling tired and pursued by the world….
Nowhere feels safe and secure….
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