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- A once-popular inn in Sarshel is waning in fortunes, owing to continued beliefs that it harbours xenophobic preferences. Dwarves and Half-Orcs do not go there any more, and vague details are circulating that the inn has no love of Elves, either.
- The Moonstone Manse has been drawing scholars in the Arcane from all across the north, it's name thoroughly made thanks to the new methods for spell-blocking discovered there. People expect a Temple of Mystra might be built in Lyrabar, and it is a good time to be a Wizard in Impiltur, it seems.
- Where is Waukeen? The warmth of one's own fire is hard to beat. As The Rotting begins and the nights keep long, people do not tarry in the streets and trade is stunted altogether between remote villages, as suspicious folk refrain from risking the roads by night.
- The Feast of the Moon is already being spoken of by the people of southern Impiltur, though there is no sign or speech of grand plans for the settlements that live along the Laviguer Road due to the year's difficulties. Confusion over the measure of days on the Present Reckoning Calendar (PR) nearly resulted in its early celebration in the less educated areas of the north.
- The Gray Forest shall feature heavily in the new poetic works of a traveling scribe from Elmwood, who claims that he met with Fey creatures therein. It is unclear how much artistic license he has taken to craft his literature, and most people are sceptical despite their interest in getting their hands on a copy: Impiltur has it's history with several kinds of magic, but it has never known frequent encounters with the Fey, which feeds chatter among the nobility that the scribe in question is a hack.
- Lord Yozir Chastoun awaits a sign from the sea, wondering what the new season shall bring for seafaring folk when it comes, and is eagerly hoping to know before the season arrives.
- The famed Hawkryn, head wizard at the Moonstone Manse, declared a breakthrough in the study of abjulumatation. At least one copy of his work was sent to the mage-royal, and it supposedly explains how an amateur wizard can deflect a master's magics.
- A laundress from Lyrabar was arrested on charges of theft. Her work was almost impeccable, you see, but she'd take a length of thread from every item to keep. It's a sure sign that honest toil should not be avoided.
- If you see anyone going north, an Earthfast dwarf wants word passed to Ilmwatch that brayed fuss wobbles stars plant seven trees. They'll know what it means.
- Lord Auvos Sandyr's eager to make friends, it seems, as his birthday was celebrated with a fine open banquet in the Shyflet market square. A rare taste of upscale fish and fowl and a fine brandy found great appreciation amongst the locals.
- Dilpur announced it's raised tolls on the road by two coppers this week, but shipping costs are unchanged. The increase is necessary to repair damage caused by increasingly heavy wagons.
- The Kingfisher in Sarshel was the site of an unpleasant brawl. A group of peasants from beyond the walls exchanged fists with dock workers after a heated debate on the merits of dumb labour. The Tower Guard collected several of them and expects to identify the instigators shortly.
- Lady Sysbel Uskril of Tillyfeld came down with a bout of hysterics the other day. For no apparent reason, her tongue became that of a crass pirate captain until the the witching hour. A warwand and a physician will be investigating.
- Have you heard about those Thayans? They sent an army to invade that place with the weird cheese and the rashy men. Who'd even want that, let alone fight for it?
- Warcaptain Haelimbrar has journeyed to Heliogabalus to witness coronation of king Dragonsbane and the official birth of the Bloodstone Kingdom. It should put an end to unrest and uncertainty in the north.
- The new kingdom is thought to cover all the land between Pelvuria, the Galena Mountains, Impiltur and the unmarked Narfell border, making it twice the size of Impiltur with a quarter again its population.
- A new volume in the Fahrbarinnusk collection of base poetry is said to be released next week. Traditionally these works describe everyday events in accessible rhyme, but are criticized for their lack of artistry and innovation by those in the know.
- Several giant beasts have been seen roaming along the road to Laviguer. Wolves the size of horses are just one of the concerns. One shocked caravaneer from Amblock has mounted a giant crossbow on his wagon and suggests others do the same.
- Some saltboiler near Lyrabar has discovered the key to long life, he says, after several conversations with an elf. He calls upon all to worship a new human god of longevity, named Bertha after his great grandmother. Apparently, elves have secretly worshipped one of their own for ages.
- Disturbing reports from the hamlets just past Angelus bridge. Locals have been suffering nightmares for several days in a row, with many recalling visions of hideous, looming humanoids. It's surely a sign of something unwholesome moving into the area.
- At least one major shipment of Chessentan olive oil bound for Hlammach was reported lost at sea. It's probably not a big deal, but the southerners use it for everything. Some say the ship never set sail in the first place and the news is an excuse to squeeze more coin from immigrants.
- A Sarshel merchant earned the laern's wrath by selling vast volumes of cotton fiber well below cost. The man, Rylos Tarbin, says he was forced by events to end his trading season. His former warehouse workers now hang about near Wharf Lane, strangely reluctant to find new employ.
- After months of silence, it seems the esteemed explorer Fargola Galen and her expedition are permanently lost in Narfell. Such are the dangers of this cursed, lawless land and of the hunger for what it would keep hidden.
- With rot and rain, the Tsurlagol harvest is starting to look like a disaster. While it should first look to its own nation for support, merchants are already hurrying west to secure a contract.
- A sheepshearer tells tales of a secret gathering outside Sarshel, Ilmatari monks of the different saints engaged in competition based on their advancement through the ranks.
- No winner is declared, but surely St Persaadon the Seascourge had the home advantage. The Blue Lady, as she's often called, saved many a Sarshel sailor from seabeasts, shoals and pirates in life and may there be responsible for much of Valkur's praise yet.
- It's said that somewhere in the Farwater lives a man who'll solve any problem for the right price, with little regard for the law. Rather than lift a finger in person, he likes to employ former criminals - particularly if their crimes were violent.
- Two tallowchandlers from North Shepberry presented Engarth Heltharn, son of the Dilpur-based Warcaptain Imbraun, with their first wailing candle this week. Apparently, it screams loudly with every quarter bell as surely as a man minding a sand timer.
- After a mishap in a Lyrabar scribatorium, a priest of Savras finds himself with a severe surplus of ritual books. He didn't say as much, but this may be a good time to convert if you're trying to fill a bookshelf.
- Word from Cormyr confirms that the latest fashion involves boots of a costly yellow dye, tall stiff hats for the men and a loose corona of hair styled around a traditional coupe for its women.
- Following the death of lord Kusmor Belzard, his son Morrtryn has been appointed lord of Mynyddchester. While his devotion to Torm is considerably less pronounced, he is surely his father's child and will prove a virtuous asset to the people.
- Some band of mercenaries believes they've stumbled upon the resting place of Yaselleyn, a Cormanthor elf who served the Elethlim dynasty for a time. Sadly, there was no trace of Winterbough - the mystical longbow which made her a champion of the Crown. Some say it lies forgotten in the royal armories but others think it waits in the barrowlands which claimed her.
- After a tip from conscientious citizens, guards arrested a man at the Belle's Bottom in Sarshel today. He'd been trying to recruit hands to carry fine objects from a nearby warehouse, claiming its owner returned to Thay and had forgotten all about his Impilturan possessions and the payments due his guards. Thayan scum or no, Tyr's values must be upheld.
- A handful of taverns in Lyrabar shall be serving Purity from now on. This light beer is made with only core ingredients and special water from a source Istishia consecrated. It's said to be good for kidneys and other internal organs, but a vat doesn't come cheaply.
- There is unrest in Dilpur after the death of a Theskan layabout who resisted arrest. It's mainly headed by fellow Tuigan refugees, who are fed up with being treated as potential criminals just because they weren't raised in Impiltur. Royal Constable Greenbrook denies deliberate inequality.
- If you see a fair girl dancing amidst the grain fields of the Easting Coast, you'd best keep walking. Golden damsels are no better than the witch lights of the bogs, and those who follow them wander through a timeless maze of tall grasses until thirst or exhaustion claims them. Unnaturally whithered and aged remains of such fools are always revealed come harvesttime.
- Royal Herald Theldrar Scorchspear, also known as "Runedagger," has confirmed the belief that a daemon has been terrorizing the village of Alderport. Following investigations, he confronted the entity in a glassmaker's workshop carved into the sea cliffs and vanquished it with the help of two junior knights of the Shrike. Unofficial biographer Cranbaum has already promised to publish the case in all its gruesome detail within the month.
- Several cabins on the Earthfast flanks have been destroyed. One trader explains how an outlaw with a terrible secret came looking for a place to lie low but was refused by the woodsmen there. A bad idea in hindsight.
- Have you got old food or coin to spare? Lone Helmites are suddenly active in major settlements along the Easting Coast, looking for donations. One said they bred a large and vigilant guard dog dubbed the Everware Mastiff and are trying to spread its presence throughout the hinterlands.
- A cartload of books making its way from Uthmere to Quenover was found attacked and raided a few miles out of Thelnam. So close to civilized lands, this must surely be the work of the Grim Shadow. Warcaptain Silaunbrar is now determined to confront this persistent outlaw in person.
- Warcaptain Silaunbrar was born in the Year of the Wandering Wyrm, as the third and youngest son of Delmatha Heltharn and the elven Maerstar Moonshimmer. As a paladin of Torm he understands service and devotion to the people, but he often leaves Sarshel to the care of Warcaptain Rilaunyr to spend time at court. There he advises and educates our young king on matters of conflict and duty. Some say that when His Majesty comes of age, the older Warcaptains will make way for a new generation and Silaunbrar shall be one of their leaders.
- Hundreds of unexplained deaths plague chickens throughout the Farwater. While other birds and creatures don't seem to be affected, several people eating chicken eggs from tainted flocks have fallen ill with stomach cramps and runs. According to one farmer the chickens seem fine until the moment of their death, when they croak strangely and shed all their feathers in one big puff before keeling over.
- This week Lyrabar saw the reopening of the Sanctum of the Sword, temple to the Lord of Battles. After two years of renovation the Blood Gauntlet once again has a proper place for sermons. A dwarven engineer declared the new interior will be more resistant to the shouts and stomping of excited followers.
- Songhall residents should beware. An ancient artifact brought to the town this week is afflicted by a curse of greed to which neither an educated mind nor a paladin's purity proves immune. One witness claims he saw an old rune, the Wyrm of Avarice, engraved upon it and warns that the only protection lies in carrying naught that glitters and wearing a brown parchment hat covered in prayers of humility.
- The Greysword has announced a special training program where veteran warswords can gain experience fighting in lightless hobgoblin tunnels. The commander of Tower Ithfell named it ridiculous that the men are only comfortable under the sun and hopes this is the first step towards a new and unrivalled army.
- An old-clothes dealer in Ilmwatch complains that nothing interesting ever happens. Thrill seekers and gossips should probably avoid the fortress-city.
- The Bloodstone Alliance will officially create the Kingdom of Bloodstone in Heliogabalus next month. Baron Ree, rightful heir of old Damara, has not surrendered his claim and is still supported by the nation's independent capital as well as the province of Morov, but baron Dragonsbane and his allies have simply declared the old kingdom dead and ended. Instead, Dragonsbane is to be king of what is Vaasa and Damara today.
- A ship looking suspiciously like captain Falconrend's Dancing Diamond was sighted near Hlammach. But one washed-up mariner insists its red sails are the mark of upstart captain Sablesteel instead. Whomever the captain, merchants should take extra care until navy vessels succeed in driving them off.
- Some young druid in Arn's Cove made a scene this week, throwing fresh-caught amhake back into the water and forbidding the local fishermen from catching their like in the next to months. Whether the decree will be respected remains to be seen, as the druid hit the water soon after.
- Do half-orcs eat eachother? One trader suggests that's the case. A group of three came to Outentown last year, but one disappeared quickly and a second has now not been seen in some time. In a dark orcish ritual, he believes, the weaker half-orc consumes the heart of the stronger to gain their power.
- Though the weather's been foul of late, it's not always raining water. Scraps of blank parchment were found scattered on roofs and streets in southern Sarshel. A local hatter is rounding them up, hoping to fill each with pleas for mercy to the Stormlord who sent them.
- King Imphras V has recently been gifted a fine songbird from Altumbel. It's said to be a great delight to our young sovereign as he slowly regains his good health.
- Thanks to a bottle of wine, a gemcutter from Laviguer has been stripped of her master title by the laern after it was revealed she had sold imitation gems as true. Buyers had no way of knowing, as she had developed a clever process to seamlessly bond gemstone slivers to shaped glass. Records of the method have been burned.
- Historians from Songhall believe they've found the location of a bespelled Felimar shield in their ancient texts. They say the first men of Impiltur found refuge in the ruins of this dwarven kingdom, so if this shield survives in truth it would be a priceless relic.
- Courtiers say a delegation of Helmites marched from Tsurlagol to Lyrabar under banner this week, petitioning the king to abolish the law which prevents knightly orders like theirs from openly parading through the kingdom. If their request is honoured, non-Triadic temples will surely become more active in sending their warriors beyond temple grounds.
- Dilpuran guards are on alert after sightings of an orcish daemon summoner just off the Royal Road. The reports are investigated with the highest priority, as such creatures are highly dangerous and rarely travel alone.
- Good dwarven ale (by lone oxcart bound for the coast) disappeared on Laviguer Road a few days back. The carter's wife has promised a reward of fifty coppers and all the ale which can be recovered for word of its fate, spurring much debate in Vordic Dun about the appropriate sum and the true extent of her love.
- The memory of lord Kimnir of Wesadale seems to be improving. The lord, who famously has everything which happens around him recorded and so is mockingly said to live in 'Parchment Hall,' has struggled with his memory for years but a beekeeper in his service swears to signs that he honestly recalls something of their past conversations now.
- One old man in Relgar claims he saw a live scarecrow wrestle and kill a bear while relieving himself near a tree. Other locals mock the tale, saying the old man hasn't relieved himself in years and wouldn't be able to tell a scarecrow from a fish. This hasn't stopped the coot from regaling however.
- Word from Earthfast is that the matter of succession has still not been settled after a meeting of prime candidates was interrupted by a particularly determined push against the outer chambers. Hobgoblins, aided by several armoured ogres, broke through the dwarven defenses and gained their armies a hundredfeet of ground. It's their greatest gain so far this year.
- According to one beast handler, a child was abducted from a travelling show near the Marshwood. The claim was withdrawn a few days later, and indeed no parents have come forward. They say Royal Constable Taranthar Hawkblade would love to speak with people who saw something unusual anyway.
- A seamstress from Outentown tells that she heard a pack of werewolves came to the area, looking for fresh meat and a suitable lair. Children and cattle are most at risk, but even a large armed group won't be safe. It's turning into a busy week for Wargauntlet Forgecrown and the Whitesword.
- A scribe in Lyrabar announced the invention of a parchment substitute this week. Made from compressed mushrooms, it should be more affordable but scholars have voiced doubts about its long-term survival.
- Several half-orcs were spotted in the hills around Songhall. One guardsman speculates they've built a camp up there and are preparing to cause no end of trouble. Pilgrims had best beware.
- In Thelnam, fishermen have found a water spirit in their nets. It has been hastily released, but visitors are asked to help locals appease it by throwing an offering of their own into the sea.
- A different sort of spirit has been haunting lake Vlasta. Residents whisper of a woman shrouded in haze and twilight whose heart-stopping wails keep wise folk at a distance. But she's been drawing closer to the villages of late.
- After confirming a year-long trade agreement with Cormyr, it appears the Naveric wine exports are firmly on the rise. The family is already looking to expand their orchards to increase production.
- Worrying news from the Royal Road, as it seems a waywatcher has disappeared without trace. Hamrick Rillyn has been a familiar, if odd, presence to travellers trying to make camp, but it's been a month now without any reported encounter. One caravan guard blames giant beetles.
- Ever more exotic, Sarshel's Jezebel has recruited a Sembian cook to create a new and doubtless exquisitely expensive menu. It's said to be ready within a tenday.
- Near the Damaran border a goatherd claims his village burned down after a flame troll passed through. Unlike the more common swamp and river trolls, these monsters seem perfectly happy with sunlight and open flame. May the Three keep them confined to the wilds.
- One housewife in Sarshel tells of a traumatized, balding fellow who's been talking to the skulls of his parents, desperate to find them a nice resting place with a view. He swears they've started talking back.
- There seem to be more warswords in Ilmwatch every day. One told his sister they've captured some trolls to use in training, others suggest things may be stirring in the Rawlinswood and they're gathering to support Cairnpur.
- A gardener in Filur discovered three old Globes of Purification while working on a new pond. These spheres of clouded glass were filled with the pressurized air of a temple's inner sanctum, just waiting to burst forth and cleanse an area of bad vapours. But even now they should be safe to handle, as only a priest's hand can shatter them.
- The Green Crow Consortium has been banished from Impiltur after raiding a rival's warehouse in Lyrabar, leaving eight dead. According to the priest who treated the injured, the raid took place not for material gains but purely out of spite.
- It's said that lord Dingar Immor stores a variety of strange and magical seeds in his cellar. Some burst into a blaze when they get wet, others turn into twig beasts in the light. It sounds like nothing to keep around the house.
- In a heroic battle, orn Masha "the Lame" has finally bested the ogre chieftain troubling the folk of Lower Estingham. The lady knight is renowned for her skill with the quarterstaff, particularly the magical one named Thumper (a gift from a woodland spirit) which hasn't left her side in three years now.
- Lady Thred's master of hounds seems unusually happy of late. No one'd begrudge him that, of course, but there doesn't appear to be a spouse or fresh litter to explain it.
- Some of those gifted with a weather sense have voiced concerns about a damp Midsummer. The preparations in Outentown at least continue undisturbed, with village elders dismissing the warning as 'right unfestive'.
- A trained torturer is making victims in the lands around Outentown. Villagers and townsfolk do well to stay together, and indoors when the skies darken.
- Strange sightings along the foot of the Earthfast range speak of two halfling women, one a talespinner and the other a champion of battle. They must be on a quest for some cute holy teacup.
- In a rare outburst, lord Hetvin Metiss has dismissed the head of his household guard. Whatever caused this breach of trust is sure to be a juicy piece of gossip.
- An elven cardsharp is making the rounds through Impiltur's major towns and cities, according to a pursemaker from Sarshel. People are advised to play only with members of reliable, trustworthy races like dwarves and humans.
- The Diamond Fist adventuring band recovered the lost Horn of Fausfalyn this week, earning them rewards in gold. This drinking horn, carried by a loyal knight of Imphras the Great until his noble sacrifice in 1095 DR, is said to purge all poison and disease from its contents. It'll be returned to the Dilpuran manor from whence it was stolen last year, and measures were taken to see that does not happen again.
- With a tremor felt in Vordic Dun, another copper mine collapsed in the mountains. Named Galdrin's Pit after the first man to sniff out the vein, nearly ten miners are thought to have been buried. Ibrandul, Grumbar and Gond are just a few of the gods they might have failed to appease, though now they must turn to Ilmater.
- One scythesmith from Saint Rowanhelm says that small, yellowed skulls have been appearing in the hills, each wedged into a severed branch. He speculates they're gnomish, and has counted six so far.
- The horselords of Narfell have once more erected Bildoobaris. This great city exists for but a tenday every year, when all tribes come together to celebrate their unity. The rest of the year, they prefer to celebrate their differences.
- The Hall of Loyalty, a well-regarded monastery in the Uplands, has announced there's no more room for applicants this year. That aspiring Tormtar are being sent elsewhere is not unusual since the Time of Troubles, but it's a clear sign that the Loyal Fury's popularity continues to exceed the expectations of his priests.
- A brother and sister from Liteter set out to journey from the Damaran border to the Grey Forest, all the while joined through a leg strap. They hope their trek reminds people to help Ilmater help the legless.
- War Captain Kyrlraun declared that the enforcement of staple rights will receive special attention in the coming months. It's unclear whether this will be a campaign against smugglers or against corruption.
- Munching Donny died in a tragic rockslide on the Ovlud farm this week. The aged and quirky donkey, a favourite of the children, will no longer help the elder transport his goods. Some suspect foul play, but it has been a slow week.
- Word is a magician near the Easting Coast tapped into powers beyond their control. The Warwand is investigating daemonic involvement.
- This news is doubly disturbing in light of the Narfelli Bloodblade found by a basket weaver earlier this week. Quenched in the heartblood of babies and bespelled through an unholy pact, it's said the wielder of such a weapon never tires in battle. Such weapons are still deadly to this day, and thankfully this one was released to the Mage Royal.
- Lliira made her presence known in Thelnam, when a soldier spontaneously stripped off all but his helmet and swam into the Reach to "dance with the bolroth, wibbly woobly." Locals say he drowned, but the Warsword reports none missing in the area.
- According to a beekeeper in Redghyll, there is a haunting near the local graveyard. Whether it's disturbing the bees directly or sapping all taste from the flowers, they refuse to go near. People are advised to follow their example.
- The Summer Solstice has been celebrated across the land. As the light reached the peak of its power over darkness, tenacious nests of evil were challenged and overcome. Seven dark relics were shattered in day-long rituals, and will never again trouble the kingdom.
- The king's health continues to be uncertain, but he has made more appearances of late. Those who whisper he was being poisoned believe the wicked agent lost access to his majesty.
- A shepherd claims to have spotted a daemon on the trail from Belasmore to Thelnam. None should walk there without an armed escort.
- Now that old agreements are being renegotiated, it looks like the price of Sembian books and pottery will rise soon. Will their wines be affected too?
- Since the sudden death of another priest near Vordic Dun this week, it's become clear that someone is targeting them deliberately. Once again, daggerbond has been instated in the area while Wyaun the Tall investigates.
- Though they're more often associated with the trees they live in and the sunlight on which they feed, it's said there are elves in Impiltur who'll find their way through cave and mountain better than any dwarf. As they'll work for a mere handful of nuts, their services are surely in high demand.
- Speaking of strange creatures, officials still haven't found the half-sized corpse eaters who used to prowl any number of graveyards, like the ones around Outentown. While it's easy to miss such tiny, solitary monsters it's unlikely they simply vanished.
- With two more prize additions to the herd, Iles Mizoar must be the most successful of Outentown's elders of late. No doubt it's the result of hard work and frugal living.
- It looks like a poor season for the many blackbeet farmers along the Easting Coast. The way it's been raining, beetrot is sure to set in.
- They say War Captain Lashilaun has been seen meeting several of Hlammach's money lenders. Some who see their own hearts in others bellow it's about a personal debt, but as a respectable soul he's surely preparing for a major, public project instead.
- A Sembian treasure hunter moored in Sarshel let slip she's chasing The Wave, a vessel famously captained by the swashbuckler Dashing Derek. If it did sink near Uthmere, perhaps the captain's fabulous chain shirt is waiting to be found. Some say it was the source of his swift swordplay and surefootedness.
- Praise for a seller of wards and charms in Outentown, as the woman who fell from her hayloft came away from the accident without broken bones. Clearly the powers of the howlite charm have not been exaggerated!
- In one of his states, lord Hylgar Metiss has prophecied a new plague sweeping in from the south. He claims its victims will suffer greatly and die an eerie shade of blue. Though there's no sign of such an affliction yet, he has advised his peers to prepare.
- Gobbelings, they call the mangy creatures which sleep below the ground in the Earthspur's foothills. It's said they are roused when the moon is full, and burst forth in great numbers and with maddening yelps to run and devour everything in their path. Travellers do well to stay indoors on nights like that.
- Speaking of the things, a mangy half-woman has been spotted by peasants off the Prince's Road. With a crouching gait and laden with clattering trophies, it's unclear if she is turning into one or is actually the Gobbeling matron, calling them to feed when she finds a tasty human.
- A Bloodreaver, servant of the Lord of War, was banished for illegal preaching. He'd slipped across the border in secret once, now he was kicked out to the cheers of nearby villagers.
- While rooting through the ground in Relgar a statue of a giant frog-headed humanoid was uncovered. None of the locals have seen or heard of it before, making this one mysterious object.
- Twenty Sarshel citizens have been bloodily executed by an orcish paladin and his squire. The Temple denies taking a less tolerant approach towards wrongdoings, but surely won't convince anyone of that.
- Lord Umech of Topding may be getting married soon, according to one servant. Also known as the Raglord for his ascetic lifestyle, it's unlikely to be a grand event. Or perhaps this will mark a change in his spending?
- People in Lyrabar are warned to do no business with a group of gnomish plasterworkers. Using an inferior plaster, they often leave the upper half unfinished given a chance to make off with their pay.
- Two more people disappeared in the Barrowlands of late, despite their experience with the dangerous terrain. Perhaps they disturbed the ground, or encountered a thing so unleashed by others before them. Villagers in the area are reluctant to find out.
- A travelling circus is making its way through the Farwater with a collection of exotic creatures. A few of them are even said to speak.
- An old mine is being reopened in the Earthspur range. The new owner is optimistic about the prospect and has hired a large crew to pick its bones clean of copper.
- The rulers of Phsant, Thesk, are said to amass a large orc army. Whatever they mean to do with such monsters cannot be good, and the Lucky Solarius trading company, for one, is pulling resources out of the country.
- A barber has been lynched in Baytown after accusations of working for the Crown. The man was known to question many of his clients about their plans and activities. While he was crafty enough to leave no written evidence, the mob left no doubt as to their judgement.
- Vigilar Mountstad of the Greysword has voiced concerns about a rising number of ogre sightings. This was followed by the suggestion that the Most Holy Order of the Sacred Shrike might enjoy the exercise.
- While cleaning inside the outhouse, an Outentown resident is said to have found several pieces of jewelry. He has refused to show them so far and probably hopes to sell them on soon.
- One scholar from Songhall presented her work on elven migrations this week. In it, she describes the sword Semberflow which strengthens the bond between its wielder and the natural world, and explains why it's likely been lost near the Moaning Gorge.
- Across several blocks in Sarshel, people seem to have forgotten to lock their doors when they left their homes this week. The Warwand has been asked to investigate this mass absent-mindedness.
- Several men from Sembia visited lord Tianaun Arenbrunt at Dorbride Crossing. He has since ordered plans for a warehouse, paying good coin to keep this quiet.
- There is violence in Earthfast, as dwarves clash over the proper burial inscriptions for their fallen king. The order of the accolades seems a small thing to fight about, but one dwarf named it "a matter of honour, ye dolt," showing once again that they're not entirely right in the head.
- A tavernkeep just outside Hlammach must have brewed a particularly strange batch. Witnesses describe how hundreds of rats swarmed in for a sip, abandoning their hiding holes and ignoring the local dogs, who seemed as overwhelmed by the situation as the tavernkeep herself.
- At Fulacre, Ustbyr Slywenn celebrated his birthday in modesty today. A true scholar, lord Slywenn is not given to excess and rarely meddles where he ought not. Many residents of Songhall hope he will use the wisdom of another lifeyear to bring the full town into his domain, away from the more earthly lord Ashraum and his tediously mundane concerns. It would be a victory both for young House Slywenn and the advance of knowledge.
- After escaping the law in his homeland, a murderous fellow with long dark hair is said now to watch the roads near Sarshel at night. Citizens are advised not to travel alone while the matter is investigated.
- The man who throttled a tavern patron in Outentown last year is soon to be released. The village elders have until the week's end to argue for additional restrictions upon his freedom.
- A small group of orcs was reported west of Ilmwatch, moving slowly and covered in sores. According to a furrier on the Herald's Road they may be heading south. Additional soldiers are to be stationed at Angelus bridge.
- A Thayan art dealer has been blocked from setting foot on Sarshel's docks, despite or because of earlier visits. The Warcaptains have not elaborated on their reasons in public and the ship will likely turn back soon.
- Several woodcarvers left for Earthfast this month. A close friend to one of them suggests the dwarves extended personal invitations, and may have discovered a new vein of whitesteel to mine.
- Due to a series of events ending with a warehouse fire in Dilpur, many spinners may find themselves without wool this season. The Two Moons laern has approved a price rise and others are expected to follow.
- Some courageous treasure seeker has been digging holes in Freshmill soil in the dead of night. Lord Arenbrunt has raised a militia to catch the culprit in the act.
- Two mercenary groups have set out towards Laviguer, but disappeared half-way to their destination. The Greysword has promised additional patrols.
- Lord Kyrlraun has released the High Factor of the Stonehand laern from heightened supervision, trusting the laern will follow all the normal rules from now on.
- Of the five laerns (high guilds) of Impiltur, the Stonehand is the youngest by a hundred years and more. Founded in 1340 for the Uplands region, it's still trying to organize itself and find a firm leader. Its greatest challenge is surely to become competitive with the great cities, where the transportation goods is much quicker, safer and cheaper.
- A warrior of Tempus is causing trouble for lord Eimos. He broke one nose and another man's arm, but has not yet been brought to justice.
- A heartless ferryman from Thelnam left three foreigners stranded on an island in the Easting Reach. They were rescued by a fishing boat after two rough days.
- A man in black leathers has been stalking the back streets of Sarshel, rummaging with doorknobs and likely up to no good. Do not approach, but let the guard verify the intentions of this locksmith.
- Merchants passing through the Moonsea region report an increasingly unstable region, where tensions are high and deaths barely investigated.
- At Nantmere Tor, one notorious bandit known as the Grim Shadow escaped execution when a sudden and thick fog rose from the Easting Reach and enveloped the site. Surely a dark prayer has been answered and we must all look to the Three for justice.
- People in Hlammach and Dilpur have been left confused when a holy group traveled through the south region of Impiltur, claiming to represent the dead Goddess Leira. The Tormtar have been sponging the area clean of the order's influence.
- Pilgrims traveling down from Songhall have been remarking upon peculiar sounds on Pilgrim's Road, which they accredit to a human as opposed to Leaffall's birds. There were no obvious signs of a raided caravan, however. Outentown residents are aflutter with the thirst for folk tales upon hearing the news.
- Astrologers and Diviners are working overtime trying to understand the reason why the north star, Ieriyn, has been burning bright and fierce in the recent tendays. They deduce only that it has some significance to the upcoming Feast of the Moon festival, although some theorists argue that it might be related to the recent trouble with angry wolves rushing out onto the Royal Road, though the matter has now been resolved by a Priestess of Ilmater and her allies.
- A well-reputed performer from Cormyr, Guillaume Allard, has made dates to perform in Lyrabar. It has left a sour taste in the mouths of some of the aristocracy that he showed no inclination to go further north along The Easting Reach.
- Since Lord Auvos Sandyr's open banquet in the Shyflet market square, citizens are incorporating light, bright shades of red in with the usual Autumn fashions in a show of support for the Lord's influence.
- After a taxing tenday, Vlasta has a few free beds once more as the group of Dwarves that were staying they travel further south to Sarshel seeking new purpose in the region.