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Most recent rumors are on the top.
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===Eliday, Vhast 29, 1019===
  
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=====Front Page=====
  
   
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===Kirday, Hattanan 31, 1020===
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'''Chasm Opens Near Genrivia, Area Yet More Dangerous'''
  
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====Shrouded Wings!====
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Alexandria is finding that more came from Dragonier than just survivors. Whispers in the Underworld, and a few other places, persist that alongside the shattered families of Dragonier were pieces of its shattered government.
   
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One of them is rumored to be the remains of its once-vaulted secret service, Shrouded Wings. If this is true, it would explain how they'd remained hidden so long.*
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A chasm opened in the Badlands area near Genrivia. Reports suggest that when it opened, the sky turned purple and began to shimmer.
 
   
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What is known of Shrouded Wings? A spy organization whose honor was inspired by the once world-famous Dragon Knights. They at one point, functioned at the upper levels of the Dragoneri government.
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The Guild dispatched adventurers to investigate. While the full results of the investigation are pending, the Guild was able to respond to our inquiries in a limited fashion. The area the chasm erupted in, according to the Guild, is now in ruins. The sky remains purple in color.
  
   
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The Shrouded Wings may bring change to Alexandria's tumultuous underworld.
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Rumors suggest the presence of Kulthian artificery, and statements from local government appear to support this conclusion. Rogan Gormander, an attache to the council of Alexandria, issued a statement that seemed to indicate that the military has sealed off the area after adventurers addressed the problem. He states: "We had a brief incursion of Kulthian artifice that activated from ambient mana. These things happen," he added.
  
   
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Maybe.
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The Exploratory Associates have urged caution in approaching the chasm. Spokesman Hurdrizh Silverarm, Forge of Reos, stated that: "The horror of the Kulthians remains in all minds. Because of that, we support investigations to identify the true cause of the disruption, and urge caution but not alarm. Although unlikely, if a Kulthian source is confirmed, we would of course cooperate to ensure its full removal, and the safety of Alexandros at large."
  
   
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Or at least, what's left of them. The once-proud organization is like Dragonier itself: the barest shadow of what it once was, though perhaps, more legendary for all that.
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''OOC:'' This relates to plots run by Whirlpool! Please contact him for rumors and legwork.
  
   
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OOC: We'd like to welcome Shrouded Wings to the Tenebrae family! The Shrouded Wings are former Dragoneri secret service, though like all Dragoneri survivors, they stand on a precipice. Unlike similar organizations, the Wings are inspired by honor, with skills in disguise and information gathering rather than lockpicking and stealth. ...now of course, they're on a shoestring budget, and their former contacts, their resources, their way of life, has faded away alongside their nation. And of course, every group in the Underworld hates every other group in the Underworld.
   
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How they will survive? If they survive? Is up to YOU!
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'''Doorbreaking Fans Kick On Through!'''
  
   
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Details here: [[:Category:Shrouded_Wings|Shrouded Wings]]
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With the conclusion of the latest 'Doorbreaker Trials,' the Guild issued an announcement today suggesting that the Trials themselves may go back further than they'd been aware.
  
   
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OOC2: Looking for a story angle? The group only came to the spotlight due to the necessity of submitting a series of reports on Asumit and the abondment of certain Thulian shrines. Although the reports were sent anonmyously to the Alexandrian government, well. Whether you'd know this IC detail or not depends on your ties to various groups, so we leave it to your discretion and storymongering!
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"We were aware of them competing once, in 1009, but recent documents suggest that they may go back 10, 20 years before that," Guildsofficer Korim Zathasdi said in a written statement. "Even more exciting, we may have found documents relating to this era, though there's nothing official we can reveal at this time."
  
   
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In the meantime, the Doorbreaker Trials have inspired their own fandom. Khazad smiths, inspired by the strength and ingenuity displayed in the trials, have begun selling their own version of 'Doorbreaker Boots'. So far, boots with iron studding have proven most popular.
  
   
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===Kirday, Hattanan 24, 1020===
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''OOC:'' This relates to Selerik's Doorbreaker Trials!
  
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====Funeral Procession====
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The typical hustle and bustle of people in the Lower Alexandria Market District on the sunny early afternoon of Korday, Hattani 24th was set aside for a time as a procession of various people, mostly human, processed through the square lead by a Mourner of Vardama in full clerical regalia. Behind the cleric eight men in somber apparel bore a bier at shoulder height. Atop the bier laid a figure shrouded in pink and bedecked with a generous scattering of wildflowers. The scent of embalming spices carried on the light breeze. Behind the pallbearers followed a trio of professional lamenters, ostentatiously boo-hooing in flowing black robes and faces made up to exaggerate the appearance of profound grief. After them quietly followed with dignified gait a group of ordinary people dressed in the finery of grieving gentlefolk, one woman hardly restraining her apparently genuine sorrow for the dearly departed. As the procession passed, the public bystanders generally hushed, several of them doffing their headgear in respectful deference.
   
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After the procession moved beyond the square, the normal hubbub gradually resumed, many whispering curiously about who the deceased might be and what might be the cause of death. Others speculated wildly, attributing it to an ancient curse, or a foul murder, or an accident. Among the rumors being bantied around, one seemsed to percolate through the idle chatter, however, claiming that a gentleman's daughter was heard to scream, but when the would-be rescuers arrived, all they discovered was her remains covered in a thick swarm of maggots. This assertion, although seeming to be becoming the general consensus has not been corroborated by any official statement.
   
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
  
   
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'''Results of Doorbreaker Trials In, Round One!'''
  
   
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The Guild posted the winners of the recent Doorbreaker Trials to the Guild Hall this morning, to much fanfare. Each name included the number of trials that adventurer had completed. In order, the named were:
  
   
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===Kirday, Hattanan 17, 1020===
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:Alba <4>
  
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====New round of Plushies====
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:Equipment Used: Adamantine Claw, Corset of the Vishkanya, Feather Fall hex, Creepy Hair Hex
  
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A new round of plushies are being shipped out to random children throughout the city of Alexandria. This time they are a themed as super heros!
   
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Each of them is dressed up in a costume and come with a piece of candy! The children are loving them and playing with them including ones such as..
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:Azog <2>
  
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:Equipment Used: Adamantine Earthbreaker
  
   
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:Captain Alexandria (Svarshan)
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:Boshter <4>
  
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:The Incredibly Sandy
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:Equipment Used: None!
  
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:Dr. Cesran
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:...and many more!
   
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===Kesenday, Hattanan 11, 1020===
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:Elisabeth <8>
  
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====Goblin Prophesies End of Alexandri====
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:Equipment Used: Knife, Shatter Spell
  
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From the crackpot file..
   
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The local constabulary report having briefly detained a goblin and dark elf whom are prophesizing the end of Alexandria in three weeks. However, despite a claim that ley-portals will open into the city to permit a Fel Army into the market both the Alexandria Artificer's Guild and the Templars of the Holy Sword have clarified that after extensive divination on the topic there is no threat to the city.
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:Fazahd <2>
  
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:Equipment Used: Adamantine Bastard Sword
  
   
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And yet, sources reported just this morning that bands of adventurers had been dispatched into the Fel Wood to search for signs of Ley Portals within the forest.
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:Ga'Elian <18>
  
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:Equipment Used: Ring of Feather Fall, Dagger, Glowing Rapier
  
   
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Snarkie's Casino in Gobbertown has been offering 10,000:1 odds against the end of the city with Snarkie himself having said, "I invite anyone who believes this prophecy to come on down and enjoy their last weeks of exsistence! Bet on whether or not we'll survive and if we don't you could die a rich man!"
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:Munch <5>
  
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:Equipment Used: Eyes of the Eagle, Feather Fall spell, Adamantine Greatclub
  
   
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===Kirday, Hattanan 10, 1020===
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:Zenia <9>
  
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====Cutscene: Undoing an Invasion====
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:Equipment Used: Goblin Any Tool
  
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[Exterior - Alexandrian Market - Alexandria]
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''OOC:'' This relates to Selerik's Doorbreaker Trials!
  
   
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It's an hour before dawn. The expansive lines of stalls are mostly deserted save the odd-merchant who has arrived early to setup and the handful of night's watch who patrol the ground. A small Gobber wanders the lanes between the stalls and is followed closely by one of the guardsman whom seems unnaturally enthralled with the fellow's activities.
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=====Tribune Trails Comic=====
  
   
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"What if, there were no ley portals," Vomitdreg's hands work nervously together his pitched nasally voice a coarse whisper, "What if, there were no brain slugs. What if, we don't have to wear pink on Wednesdays.."
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[[image:Trib_sheep.png|center|thumb]]
  
   
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He stops suddenly and with an unsteady hand he opens his coat. A tiny pair of glowing orange eyes glare upward from their place within the large pocket that has been sewed into his garb, "Did it work, Zeroltheluz?"
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=====Great Paladin Advice Column=====
  
   
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''No.''
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:Q: Great Paladin! Can arvek digest waffles, or are they too cursed to eat this naturally angelic foodstuff?
  
   
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Vomitdreg's face twists with concern, "So, there are ley portals?!"
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:A: Perhaps this question should be put to a live experimentation. And I implore anyone who offers any arvek nar waffles, in the interest of scientific study, to be sure not to lace the waffles with sedatives. Or laxatives. Or arsenic.
  
   
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''Maybe.''
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:I know some of you are considering it. And all I can say to that is, for shame. And make sure it doesn't trace back to me.
  
   
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"What if, just this once, /you/ fix things?"
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:Q: Great Paladin, if beauty is in the eye of the Beholder, how many Beholders should I hunt to acquire it?
  
   
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''No.''
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:A: I wish I found it surprising that a hobgoblin finds beauty in a beholder. And I shouldn't judge. On the other hand, judging is what paladins do. Nevermind those upstart Inquisitors trespassing into portfolios they should keep themselves well clear of. So I will judge. Boshter, if you ever have any hope of rising above your shameful origins, I would suggest you stop holding monsters like beholders in such high regard.
  
   
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The goblin closes his jacket in frustration. Tiny fingers reach into a component pouch hanging from his belt to produce a pinch of salt which he ingests. Knitting his hands back together to resume pacing, "What if, there were no ley portals.."
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:Q: If a judge gives me an answer I don't like and I think it's evil, do I have permission to judge the judge?
  
   
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===Ceriday, Bernfleur 14, 1020===
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:A: Are you a paladin? Of course not. You are a hobgoblin. So no, you are in no position to judge. This grieves me, but such is life. As for weasels, yes. The little bastards are evil. Just think of their beady little eyes, so much like a hobgoblin. Or their slithery bodies, so much like a goblin. The way they live in holes in the ground, so much like gnomes.
  
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====Rumble at the Ox====
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Tavern brawls are seldom noteworthy in a town like Alexandria, they happen ever night almost. Some taverns might actually have scheduled ones for specific nights. However the rumors coming out of the Ox have to be heard to be believed.
   
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"There was a giant woman there! She sung dirgies on her drum and was covered from head to toe in /blood/. How do you even wear blood!? She flung a man though a wall with her spite alone!"
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''GREAT PALADIN STANDARD DISCLAIMER -- I cannot be held accountable for anyone creatively interpreting my answers, nor reading such things in them that I clearly would not intend. Such as illegal activities. Or racism.''
  
   
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"Well I heard there was a mighty warrior wizard involved! He tore the chandelier off the ceiling with his bare hands and summoned bolts of lightning!"
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=====The Gnomish Traveler=====
  
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Gearbear Sparkthistle here, or "Bear" as I am known to friends and foe alike! I am a traveler and explorer of faraway places and unknown lands! Recently, I received letters requesting I travel to BLAR! Look for my exploits in the next edition when we travel to a land both terrifying, and orderly!
  
   
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"Well I heard there was a sinister Mul'niessa there! Must have been an assassin or somethin' cause he was askin' all about that wanted girl! Maybe he's the one that did her in and is lookin' to cover his tracks!"
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'''OOC:''' Want to photobomb the gnome across Ea? Point your favorite image editor to: http://tenebraemush.net/index.php/File:Trib_gnometravel_heads.png
  
   
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"I heard tell there was a barmaid there was a right valkyrie there! Weildin' her tray like a tower shield to protect the beer!"
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=====Personal and Editorials=====
  
   
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"Oh that lass is a proper hero she is."
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'''Recruiting: Hands of Ithildin'''
  
   
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"Proper hero, aye. She even refused a drink afterwards!"
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In light of recent events, the Hands of Ithildin have stepped up recruiting efforts in Alexandria! They are known for their practical approach to the spread of medicine in poor communities. The Hands are a primarily female, and Althean, organization that is spread across the globe. Men serve in the Hand as well, though primarily as guards (though there are female guards, too).
  
   
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(All rumors subject to massive exaggeration by many drunken patrons!)
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OOC: Interested in joining some Ithildins for RP? Contact: Diemma (Iadoth), Mayahuel (Abrahil), or Bjoric (Sebropert)!
  
   
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===Kirday, Bernfleur 12, 1020===
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''Org Page:'' [[:Category:Hands_of_Ithildin|Hands of Ithildin]]
  
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====More?!====
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'...it was /her/ all along!" declares on reader, her eyes narrowed.
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Mereth didn't abandon Dandy, or Jyrana it turns out. There's a new, shadowy figure in play...at least according to the latest Crimson Pen fanfic. Yes, fanfic. This one however, proports to be written by an "insider to the tale!"
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It hints at a new villian. A figure in a cottage, her skeletal hands about an apple... a real lich of a woman, as it turns out.
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Mereth, the manly hero of the Crimson Pen's work, suffered a terrible fate--fans thought--at the hands of the trecherous Jyrana, who was jealous of his love for Dandy. Mereth's death caused an uproar in Alexandria amonngst fans of the Pen's work for weeks, over the loss of his beloved, hirsute figure and his flexible pecs.
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...could it have been this...lich...all along? Could Mereth have sacrificed his heroic manliness in a last-minute defense of Dandy AND Jyrana? Perhaps...as the author suggests...to protect an unknown love child??!
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The author promises more tales to come, of this nefarious wi--lich, this "Granny Mandiel!"
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And who is this strange girl with wings on artwork associated with this story?! Who can say? The answers to these questions, and more, will be resolved soon enough... assuming the completed fictions contents don't continue to leak like this. Either way, anticipation is building!'
   
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====Wanted Poster====
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A conversation overheard from a group ofGossipmongers clustered around a poster recently hung up on one of the bulletin boards of the Hope Theatre, stamped with the official seal of the Metropolitan Theatre Company of Alexandria. Depicted upon the parchment is a portrait of a woman that theatre goers and several denizens of the city would find familiar: Rori Lee, one of the theatre company's understudies. The scroll indicates that the woman is presently missing and a modest reward is being offered for information of her whereabouts.
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Gossipmonger 1: Tends to happen to the pretty ones, doesn't it? The poor lass.
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Gossipmonger 2: Wonder if it's connected to the incident the other day at the Warehouse Ward...
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Gossipmonger 3: Eh? What do you mean?
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Gossipmonger 2: Heard that there was some trouble at one of the guardhouses, something about a fire that wasn't a fire, and someone paid to have a prisoner held so he could murder her, himself!
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Gossipmonger 1: What?! How terrible!
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Gossipmonger 2: It's insidious business alright, and apparently, one of the guardsmen was in on it. Cousin of the Goldstone Brothers, word is they've been blaming hits on their caravans on the Mul lately and turns out they had a Mul in custody.
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Gossipmonger 3: But what's that got to do with the missing understudy?
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Gossipmonger 2: That's the confusing part. Apparently the understudy, or someone who looks like the understudy anyway....Captain Fullbright of the Alexandria Guard credited her for exposing the guardsman's corruption and after that happened, a riot suddenly broke out and the corrupt guardsman escaped! Seems like too much of a coincidence, innit?
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Gossipmonger 1: I heard the Goldstone Brothers are denying any involvement, though. Something about how their cousin had been trading with their name for years but he was never actually part of their operations?
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Gossipmonger 3: Still, can't deny there's something fishy going on with all of that. I mean, now someone responsible for turning the guards' eye towards them is missing? There /is/ such a thing as too much coincidence, you know...
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(OOC: I'll be in Cabo for a few days, returning Monday. Send me a @mail if you have questions! Shivani and I will put something together when I get back.)
   
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===Variday, Bernfleur 09, 1020===
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'''Recruiting: Dorfs!'''
  
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====Damn Nusiance====
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...damn nusiance," is overheard among merchants traveling from Khazad Duin. Some of them report a greater amount of theft when traveling from under the mountain. Some suggest increased attacks by muls, while others blame different, undermountain groups. The blame of muls is hardly surprising--the mul are well known parasites of khazad goods and merchantry. Either way, there is a minor stepping up of guards in that area.
   
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===Eliday, Bernfleur 08, 1020===
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Do you dorf? Do you like to drink strong ale, admire your manly beard or womanly mane in the mirror for hours on end? Do you wear adamantine boots, or dream of owning them someday?
  
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====Mereth Writes?!====
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Starting with those fanatical fans of the Crimson Pen's legendary tale of betrayal, romance and death, there are rumors of a new tale! One written from the perspective of the famous, and oiled-pec Mereth, Alexandria's own heart throb! When it will be released is anybody's guess but it's causing a certain buzz. Naturally, Alexandria's literary elite is turning up their nose to this, but it hasn't stopped salons from gathering, nor rumors on the street.
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Mereth originally featured in the Crimson Pen's Trio of Romances series, involving the demure Dandy, the wicked Jyrana, and the marvelous Mareth! Mareth of course, found himself ultimately betrayed, in the Pen's wickedly written love tragedy...or was he?? Did Jyrana betray him, to gain Dandy's favor? Was it Dandy's plan all along, or did Mareth ever, truly die? Some fans have always denied the latter--that he was too marvelous, too flex-tacious to simply perish!
   
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You're in luck!
  
   
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Come down to STONEWORKS' CALZONES, the hottest, most awesome dorf hangout ongrid! We sing the dorf national anthem of GOLD GOLD GOLD! every hour on the hour, followed by a rousing ruckus of BEER BEER BEER!
  
   
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Contact: Ilmig, Dubtle, Knogh Dural, Hildr, or Eberk (Jareth)!
  
   
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===Kesenday, Vhast 20, 1019===
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===Ceriday, Bernfleur 07, 1020===
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE====
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====More Plushies?====
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The "Blue Bloods" courier service has once again been comissioned to send out another wave of plushies. This one a set of all the greatest heros of Alexandria in heroric stances or forms. The new set includes Kneeling and Praying Svarshan, Rainbow Dragon Sandy, Rightous Fire Kore, Lucky Lucy, Karate Action Aya, and various others, including variations on the others.
   
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People have also noticed that each Plushie is unique, slightly different then another. Each one has a tag with a number, and a letter next to it. Excitment has quickly risen as there might be a hidden message being sent with the plushies if one could gather all the letters and numbers.
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=====Front Page=====
  
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'''Possible Peace Between Rune and Dranei?'''
  
   
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===Kesenday, Bernfleur 06, 1020===
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Rumors from the north indicate that Rune and Dranish forces of the Iron Tide are nearing a settlement. Negotiations have been torturous, but there is a consistant drumbeat. Signs of good faith are beginning to emerge, such as prisoner exchanges and meetings in Dranei territories between veterans in an effort to dispel mutual distrust and hatred. These are probably not going well, all things considered, but thre IS an attempt.
  
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====Pumpkin Problems====
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As heard in the beauty salons of Upper Alexandria's Nobility District, in hushed whispers and nervous giggles:
   
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Elmyra leans in, whispering conspiratorially to Beatrice, "Is it really as big as they say it is?"
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''OOC:'' This is related to the Dran and Rune arc, by Whirlpool
  
   
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Beatrice offers a sly grin in return, answering in the same conspiratorial whisper. "I saw it with my very own eyes! It was the biggest I've ever seen! You wouldn't believe it! I didn't even think something that size would fit!"
   
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Several of the patrons feign looking shocked, averting their eyes -- so that they can hear better*
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'''CRIMSON JUSTICE!'''
  
   
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Elmyra pretends not to notice the eavesdroppers. "Do you think it was magic? It has to be magic. That can't be natural."
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In an EMERGENCY EDITION, we reported the scandalous end to Alexandria's greatest 'Mystery of Mysteries,' a series wrought by the mysterious author, the Crimson Pen. Within their pages, we joined our beloved heroes, Jyrana, Mereth, and Dandy through their trials, tribulations and ultimately, Jyrana's great betrayal.
  
   
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Beatrice just shrugs. "I have no idea. Maybe it's just a blessing from the gods?All I know is that everyone in town is supposed to be getting a piece of it."
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In response to this GRAVE INJUSTICE, Alexandrians picketed the Prestitious Moon. On the third day of protests, the Crimson Pen made her, or should we say their, appearance!
 
   
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One of the patrons starts fanning herself, color rushing to her cheeks. It's probably a good thing she's already sitting down.
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In response, Ladies Myrana and Sandy have issued a joint statement:
  
   
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Elmyra's eyes widen. "Oh myyyy. How do you think it tastes?"
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:''The Crimson Pen is an inaccurate butt. The consequences of his or her sloppy storytelling is apparently people getting hooked on the idea that there is some truth to the pernicious slander he is spreading. We would like to issue a statement indicating that there is no truth to the rampant speculation and we deny any connection to the characters in the Pen's stories. Also, he is a butt and will get his face stoved in shut up that's not that illegal yes it is that's how you get arrested nuh uh.''
 
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A full account of the event is included later in this edition.
 
   
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Candice, the beautician, whispers harshly, "Elmyra! That's not a question that you ask in polite company!"
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''Editor's Note:'' [[Crimson_Justice!|Crimson Justice!]]
  
   
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Elmyra looks confused, turning to look at Beatrice. "Since when are giant pumpkins inappropriate subjects of conversation?"
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''OOC:'' This is related to the Crimson Pen series, by Lahar
  
   
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"Pumpkins?" The other women lean back in their seats, looking a little disappointed. "What are you talking about?"
   
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Beatrice rolls her eyes at the other women, sighing deeply. "This morning! They rolled in a giant pumpkin the size of a house! I thought the wagon was going to snap in half right there, the way the wood was squeaking. And those poor animals. Not to mention those -- 'adventurers' that came back with it. The whole mess of them looked like a sorry lot, like they just got back from a war. What could have been so hard about loading a giant pumpkin into a cart?"
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'''Wagon Crash in Alexandria Due to Weather, One Dead'''
  
   
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Elmyra shakes her head. "You just can't find good help these days," she drones, flipping through the latest edition of Prestigious Moon's catalog. "Didn't you ask them where it came from?"
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The City Watch recently issued a Travel Advisory warning of extreme ice hazards on the Mountain Road.
  
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On Korday, Vhast 19, the body of an as-yet-unidentified Storm Dwarf teamster was delivered to Watch officials by the ranger Ga'Elian, who claimed to have discovered the body at the wreckage of a wagon on the side of a mountain northeast of the City.
 
   
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"Well, I -tried-," Beatrice answers in kind. "One of them was kind of bringing up the rear. A tsuran, I think. He had the bluest eyes. Anyway, I walked up to him, and he pointed a -stick- at me! Said --" Her voice gets a few tones lower, and gruffer, "Lady, I swear by all the gods of the Holy Order I am -not- in the mood today."
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Watch spokespan Sergeant Blackstone informed the Tribune that the ranger reported "the tracks indicated that the teamster must have lost control of the wagon on an icy cliff just before sunrise", and that the wagon was smashed on the mountainside below.
 
   
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"Did you report him to the guards!?!" asks Candice.
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The City Coroner confirmed that the teamster died from severe impact trauma. The smashed wagon was marked in Khazadi runes with the name of the Redridge Freight Company, a well-known and respected carrier.
  
   
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"Did you file a complaint with the Guild?" asks Elmyra.
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The only known cargo was an artifice box that is being analyzed as this edition goes to press, by Professor Argus Bumblebottom, Dean of Kulthian Studies at the Engineers Enclave. Asked about the current status of his analysis, Dean Bumblebottom would only say that the box was "a very significant find." At this time, the Tribune has yet to ascertain who sent the box or where it was to be delivered.
  
   
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"Do you think he's single?" asks one of the women in the back. All eyes turn to her, disapprovingly. "What?!"
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OOC: Submitted by Ga'Elian, contact him for rumors!
  
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After a moment of uncomfortable quiet, Beatrice continues. "Anyway. Apparently, one of them's trying to make a giant pie out of it, from what I hear. Supposedly, the whole town is getting some, though I doubt even a pumpkin that size could feed the whole town. You'd think it would have been easier to just buy small ones. I hear the fields are coming up in record time lately!"
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'''No Magic Clues Found in Murder of Wizard'''
  
   
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===Kirday, Bernfleur 05, 1020===
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A gnomish wizard by the name of Maraxos has been murdered. His clone--which is actually him--has been restored. Don't ask. Wizards have no sense of right and wrong, really. His three apperntices, a trio of half-oruchs, have apparently stolen a great deal of elemental power from his estate near the Mythwood. Anyone who sees the still-free Tergip the Bloody Lip and Grinto Bloody-Maw are to report to the Constabulary immediatley.
 
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====Something afoot with a Sunblade====
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"Didjas see that Sunblade at the temple thie mornin' Urg?"
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''OOC:'' This is related to Loose Apprentices, by Whirlpool
  
   
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"Sunblade? Dook, you know I ain't got time fer no hoity-toity priest o' no dragon! Why am I gunna be lookin' at a Sunblade?"
   
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"No you Lulgijak! I mean da one what's been goin round with Mayhem's sister. Whassername?"
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'''Undead in Bludgun?'''
  
   
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"Oh yeah, Murda. Yeah, I seen him a'fore, why?"
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Reports from Bludgun indicate worrying movements on its border from masses of undead beyond their northern fortifications. The giant-lead nation is one of the first nations to sign with Alexandria to sign a treaty against Dragonier. The treaty aims to encircle Dragonier as part of a plan to retake the lost lands.
  
   
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The orc lowers his voice a bit and says, "They 'us bringin in a wagonload o' stuff last night. Glick tole me about it. Said he seen him and three others unloadin a wagon with tools an' equipment. Look like they 'us cuttin up some boards fer somethin."
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''OOC:'' Contact Whirlpool for legwork
  
   
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"What was they cuttin 'em for?" this one leans in and lowers his voice conspiriatorily, "Was they makin furniture or somethin? They already got all them gold lookin lights and stuff in there and Orl tole me tha other day that someone seen Murda in there lickin 'em a while back. I tole Orl he's fulla -"
   
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"NO you nummy! They was cuttin boards up fer signs! Now shuddup an listen!" Dook glowers and snorts, "Look like they 'us postin up a bounty or summat. Then this after lunch, Kazid came in from out on a hunt, said he seen vellums board-posted ever mile on the tree lines near the Fel, warnin about Demons."
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'''Mimic Mountain?'''
  
   
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Urg's eyes are as big as saucers, "I doan truck wit no demons Dook. Not no more. Ever since great uncle Trang got caught by one what turned him into a dead thing still servin the demon. Thas bad juju Dook, you go pixie snatchin on yer own until them demons're dealt with."
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Unconfirmed reports of mimics in the Red Mountains have circulated within the Adventurer's Guild of late. Some adventuring groups report having seen them, while others suggest that the rumors are all hear-say. As of publication, the Guild was unable to provide an official report.
  
   
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"But...how'm I gonna make pixie paste if'n ya doan come wi..."
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''OOC:'' This is related to Mana Crystals, run by Astaren
  
   
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The conversation trails off as the two orcs move on down the street. A few other similar conversations can be heard around other parts of the city. The Sunblade in question has been known to frequent the Fernwood.
   
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===Kirday, Eatonis 29, 1020===
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'''Endangered Spider Farm...Endangered!'''
  
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====Chief Engineer's Report: Airship R====
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Orally delivered to the Skyguild and recorded by the scribes:
   
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Chief Engineer: "...yes, sir, that's correct. The ship was safely recovered, though not quite as intact as we'd hoped. It'd seen a bit more action than we thought, but we got the thing to fly alright. That wasn't the hard part. The weather was against us from the start. Wagons got stuck a few times, but we made it there. But that's when the monster showed itself."
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An unusual number of large spiders have been spotted near Balefire Silkworks Spider Farm in the Felwood. Silkworks is known as a "Freaky Magical Creatures (and spiders) Rehabilitation Center." Its manager, Witch Alba, was able to be reached for a statement:
  
   
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Guildmaster: "So the damage was caused by a monster attack?"
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"...it seems that a city of spiders within the Felwood saw my farm as new territory to control. They have been discouraged. The spiders I tend, they remain fat and happy, and thus it will continue. A thing I wish to be known; kind I was, to these invaders, though I did not need to be. Much kindness have I spent, and no more do I hold for those who would take what is mine by force."
  
   
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Chief Engineer: "Eh... not exactly. The ones we hired on to help guard our workers... well... they tried, sir, but I think they were a little green. The one on the horse took awhile to get his bearings, but he stuck the thing pretty good. The ones with the bows put more holes in the ship than the monster. One of the ones with the sword, well, she spent most of her time trying to get her sword back out of the thing. And the goblins -- well -- we're not really sure what they were doing, but at least they didn't set the thing on fire again."
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Further reports are on hold, as everyone is terrified to go near the place.
  
   
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Guildmaster: "...so the hirelings caused the additional damage? And we -- paid these people?"
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''OOC:'' This is related to The Spiders of Felwood, run by Astaren
  
   
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Chief Engineer: "Well, sir, we didn't lose any of the mechanics, so there's no death benefits to pay, no retraining time. All in all, I think we came out ahead."
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
  
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'''Hayatiento Aerie Opens in Redridge Mountains'''
  
   
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Guildmaster: "I think I've heard enough. I'll sign off on the recovery bonuses. And let's keep this quiet for as long as we can. We have a reputation of competence, after all, even when hiring outside help..."
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With the assistance of Magus Raethon and a number of adventurers, the egalrin are beginning to settle into the Hayatiento Aerie. With the 'Dreamweave' now over the aerie, an accomplishment due in part also to Magus Astaren, the Egalrin there have taken up a quiet vigil over Alexandria and the forest from their place high up in the Red Ridge Mountains, located near the Spire.
  
   
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Chief Engineer: "Of course sir. Complete discretion."
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The Council of Elders, led by Aodhkane, daughter of Kanitte, has recently named a 'Gaothai-Hogo', roughly translated means 'Air Guardians' in the tongue of the egalrin. Nerek-hai, Daughter of Terak-fa, an egalrin with red head feathers and a silver crest, was named a Gaothai-Hogo of the Hayatiento Aerie. It is the hope of the Council that she will lead with the wisdom of Ciernan and Ceiwan.
  
   
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===Tariday, Eatonis 27, 1020===
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Another, yet odder egalrin has become part of the aerie as well, an egalrin that seems to command the air element herself. A druid named Masamya, follower of the Green Word. The Council reports that Masamya has also given honors to the Huntress aspect of Eluna in the Green Word, a connection all but lost to the egalrin's history.
  
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====Plushies for all the Children!====
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Courier have been busy all over town, delivering to all the children of the city cute little plushies. The plushies are of a Mul'niessa noble woman wearing bright pink dress and mini umbrella, one of Sandy, one of Svarshan, and various other well known figures around town. The courier service is not fully aware of the client, but the money is good and the plushies appear harmless.
   
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(This is relation to the Chaos Lich plot, feel free to bug Sandy or Svarshan ic about this! As most of the dolls are about them, or me Astaren)
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Local egalrin Pelka also attended the ceremony. Pelka is known for his talent with artifice, and may become an important member in advancing the local aerie's knowledge and understanding of the craft.
  
   
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===Ceriday, Eatonis 24, 1020===
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OOC: Log of the event: [[Hayatiento_Aerie_Opening|Hayatiento Aerie Opening]] (MEETUP)
  
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====Strange occurances====
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For the past few days, there have been strange gargoyle-like statues all over the city of Alexandria, mostly upon higher up structures such as the various temples, the castle and even the Adventurer's guildhouse.
   
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The past night, however, a group of adventurers walked back into the city with a moss-like gargoyle bound up in a wagon. The statues of gargoyles disappeared while the moss-like gargoyle had been turned over to the Yggdrasil Union for study.
   
  +
For more details on what happened, speak to Leisel, Hun'rar, Garak, Magnus, Kisaiya, Kira or Raethon.
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''Interview: Roselle, Mistress of Weasels!'''
  
   
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===Kirday, Eatonis 22, 1020===
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Features: ''[[Roselle]]''
 
  +
====Continuing Buildup====
  +
The Alexandrian Airstation sure seems busy these days!
   
  +
...and a whole lot of those ships seem to be military grade... MErcenaries, privateers and Alexandrian naval forces seem to be building up for *something*.
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Interview by: ''[[Astaren]]''
  
   
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===Variday, Eatonis 19, 1020===
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From the interview: ''Not that she's forgotten Astaren either, because she does answer him, albeit slightly distracted by Aya's problem. "Aye, joke it was back in the day, because somehow, if there's a weasel in the vicinity I'll find it no matter what. Stick an arm down a rabbit hole and a weasel'll be hanging off it when I come back up --weasel pie? Yes, I make a fucking good weasel pie. Just ask Sandy."''
  
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====So Called Training====
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That so called training mission? I heard it was a full fledged military operation. Someone is trying ta stir something up. Something about lost spies or some-such trying to map the north or steal something important to the fiends. Bad mojo all around you know. I tell you one thing, the people that came off some of those ships weren't injured in any training exercises thats for sure!
   
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====ALEXANDROS TAKES TO THE SKIES!====
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''Full Interview:'' [[Interview:_Mistress_of_Weasels|Full Interview]]
  
  +
Once again the brave sons and daughters of Alexandros take to the skies to train for the protection of their families and loved ones. Brave soldiers today successfully completed Operation Eastern Reach, meant to familiarize soldiers with the operation of our proud and effective airship fleet. One of the sharpest swords in our arsenal of defense the powerful Virtuous-class ships were a sight to be seen as they moved near the border of Skald. As much to train the crews as to remind the demonic forces to the east: that we are always watching and always ready.
   
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So look to the skies citizens! Enlist today!
   
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=====Tribune Trails Comic=====
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===Kirday, Eatonis 15, 1020===
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====Missing Children?====
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[[image:Trib_stairs.png|thumb|center]]
  
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"Did you hear about those missing children?" The voice whispered, not wanting it to travel too far - fear running around the edges of the words.
   
  +
"Who hasn't? It's nearly an epidemic. Thank goodness they're not disappearing within Alexandria." A sigh of relief to punctuate this, and then a lean in, "But did you hear that they were all seen with a 'white puppy' before going missing?"
   
  +
"No, I didn't hear that. Oh that's creepy."
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=====The Gnomish Traveler=====
  
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''Gearbear Sparkthistle here, or "Bear" as I am known to friends and foe alike! I am a traveler and explorer of faraway places and unknown lands! Recently, I set my sights on STORMGARDE!''
  
   
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(OOC: This is a rumor to go along with the plot: The Missing Kids. See Talia, Morgan, Taleth, Kore, Monahi, Deak, or Sorscha for more information.)
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Stormgarde is a frontier nation, known for its chill and wind. The Icegate Mountain Range frams its north side, where Maugrim himself is said to have made his citadel. Lord Ygfried Hamergostd is the current ruler of the nation. His shoulders are almost as wide as mine! Bravo, Ygfried! We will oil ourselves up sometime, and have manly contests for who is strongest!
 
   
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===Tariday, Eatonis 13, 1020===
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Depicted below are some of their oldest mountains. You can see the erosion! The area where Maugrim had made his terror-citadel is said to be as craggy, and as dangerous, as ancient days, however. Someday soon, I may pay a visit!
  
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====A Subtle Tension====
  +
"...you're certain of it?" The two priests sat in a darkened room, papers laid in front of them.
   
  +
"Yes. That business with the shrines is just another nail in the coffin. The alliances are shifting. I have my money on that business with Heth as the cause of it." A sigh, "I just thought we'd have more time."
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Perhaps you might like to send your letters!
  
   
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"Are the marriages still going on?"
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''The Gnomish Traveler in Stormgarde:'' [[image:Trib_gnomeinstormgarde.png|center|thumb]]
  
   
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"Three, in the last month, and more before that."
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''OOC:'' Want to photobomb the gnome across Ea? Point your favorite image editor to: http://tenebraemush.net/index.php/File:Trib_gnometravel_heads.png
  
   
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Silence fills the time, a look exchanged between them.
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===Kesenday, Vhast 13, 1019===
  
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE====
  
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=====Front Page=====
  
   
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"...great," the first one says, at length. He drops into a nearby chair, and rubs at his forehead. "We're hearing the usual propaganda from that corner, I take it?"
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'''A Storm of Snowballs!'''
  
   
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"Aye, about being misunderstood, Taara being the faith of personal empowerment and choice, freedom to choose. Maugrim being... Unfairly stereotyped and about self-esteem, honor, and respect. All of that. It isn't anything you don't hear out of Charn, normally. It's just effective--"
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In the past several days, reports have been received of piles of snowballs being found throughout the City of Alexandria. Prominent locations include the riverbanks of the Tormawr, the Memorial Gardens District, the campus of the Bardic College, Goblintown, the Festival Grounds, and the very courtyard of the Castellum Alexandrae. At first, these mysterious piles of harmless ammunition were first spotted in the early dawn hours after snow storms in the night. Soon, however, the phenomenon began to spread.
  
   
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"--because on our side we have people who want things better. I get it," the priest says, closing his eyes. "I'll start talking with my own, help them identify that sort of doublespeak. Fighting for what's right, just, and good, doesn't mean we're stupid or ignorant of their rhetoric."
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As one might expect, the sudden appearance of so many ready-made snowballs resulted in the break-out of nearly as many spontaneous snowball fights (shoppers, tax collectors, and some clergy seeming to be reluctant targets of hidden assailants). The City Watch has asked that those employing these snowballs please refrain from interrupting the business of the City and its merchants, and has doubled patrols around the airship and sea ports.
  
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At present, City Watch officials claim that they have no idea who started the whole affair, but suspect that certain mischievous adventurers may be to blame. They particularly caution the public to beware in Sage Orum's Plaza, where the old rivalry between the Arcanists and the Engineers schools have added magical effects to the snowball fights, and also to take special care in the vicinity of any known followers of Tarien.
  
   
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"If alliances are firming up again with the old guard, there'll be stronger grabs for power. More effective slave routes, more experiments. More pressure on our allies, maybe on Myrddion to get their sh--to get themselves together. It's too soon to tell the extent of what this means. But, we may see a stronger Charn before this is done."
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'''Draconic Rituals?'''
  
   
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"How many marriages have there been?"
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Recently you may have seen the glow over the forests of the North Woods. While many times mysterious lights are a cause for worry in Alexandria, today is an occasion of celebration! A special ritual took place amongst the Sith-makar shamans and the allies of Mictlan, renewing the sanctity and security of that sacred place.
  
   
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The one priest looks to the other.
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Far from the isolationism of others, an olive branch was offered to all who could enter and abide by the rules of the caretakers. One memorable attendee was a Jotun, who brought an offering of enough ale for all their twice over.
  
   
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"I hoped that I was wrong. Yeah."
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With tokens and gestures of goodwill from both the Sith-makar shamans and guests, the renewal of the magics there was a succeed. The resulting celebration lasted well into the next night, with dancing and drinks for all. This writer hopes to see more stories of true camaraderie in coming months.
  
   
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"Maybe we let them think good is stupid," the first muses. "Let their egos fill in the rest. ...let's keep this quiet, for a little while. Get the word out."
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'''Reosian Vistor Takes to Alexandria'''
  
   
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"Mm, the quiet approach. I get it."
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The local Shrine of Reos is pleased to report the visitation of an aged priest of their faith into the city. The Forge is reported to have served the faithful a number of years, though in his youth he was affectionately known as "Shackles."
  
   
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The acolyte, overhearing, hurries away.
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He is expected to stay through the month.
 
   
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OOC: Rumors like these are growing among the faithful. Quietly, but there's a growing sense of wariness. The marriages referred to are between members of the Maugrimite and Taaran temples and faithful.
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"Shackles" reports that he is here to visit family, and expects to conclude his business after that time.
  
   
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
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===Ceriday, Eatonis 10, 1020===
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====I Just Needed Tha Money...====
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The Watch has accosted several bandits who were in it they say, because they "Just needed tha money." A post some weeks ago advertising gold paid for corpses, and two for a child's, wasn't taken seriously.
   
  +
...by most locals. However, it's inspired some hopefuls. Enough, the Watch says, that they'll be seeking help with the matter. We'll publish more as this develops.
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=====The Gnomish Traveler=====
  
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Gearbear Sparkthistle sends his regards, but is out and about this week! We hope to see him back, next issue!
  
   
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OOC: This ties into the Chaos Lich arc!
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'''OOC:''' Want to photobomb the gnome across Ea? Point your favorite image editor to: http://tenebraemush.net/index.php/File:Trib_gnometravel_heads.png
  
   
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=====Great Paladin Advice Column=====
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===Kesenday, Pryntar 16, 1020===
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====Arwenieniallwehns Adopt!====
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:Q: Great Paladin! How much snow does it take to make a Sandy the Snow-elf?
  
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The Tribune is pleased to announce the adoption of the young Avelia by Lady Sandiel and Lady Myrana Arwenieniallwehn. The adoption was observed by two practitioners of faith, both of Daeus and Eluna, and subsequently blessed. The legal paperwork was signed and filed by a mage of the Progressive Arcanists.
   
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Welcome to the world, young Avelia!
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:A: Sandy is indeed hot headed. However, this does not make a Snow-Elf Sandy impossible. Hot headedness is an exothermic process. Theoretically, if one could make Sandy angry enough all of the heat would be released, leaving behind a subject that would be cool enough to emulate with snow. This is, however, ill advised. It is well known that Sandy is powered by the very heart of Hell. Causing her to release all of that energy would lay waste to creation as we know it.
 
   
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===Eliday, Pryntar 11, 1020===
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:Q: Great Paladin, if it takes only one gnome to cause the apocalypse, how many would it take to PREVENT it?
  
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====Daughter of Dragons====
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A particular avid reader of the Crimson Pen with great hair has recent been able to put together clues from the writing that Lady Sandiel (a woman who used to go by the name Sandrake'ial'unatha before coming to Alexandria) used to be engaged to a dragon! See, her name was actually a direct reference to the draconic blood she too has as it turns out that her grandmother's aunt was actually a chromatic dragon and that blood passed down to Sandy through a twist of fate. Her name Sand DRAKE is a literal from the trade language, with -ial meaning daughter of, and unatha is niece. So you see, she's really the niece's daughter of a real dragon!
   
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====Alley Makeover====
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:A: You have heard the phrase, fight fire with fire? Much like fighting forest fires by burning the land in the fire's part so that the two fires meet and then have nothing left to consume, this theory can be applied to gnomes. You would need one gnome for every gnome causing the apocalypse. But the gnomes would have to be equal in every way. Height, weight, annoyance factor. For if one were to survive it would carry on with the apocalypse. In this humble paladin's opinion, better to simply stop the problem before it begins. Permanently. With extreme prejudice.
  
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Last night there was a strange commotion in the Lower Market, starting with a number of refugees and homeless being forceably evicted from the alley where they had taken shelter for the night. Under implied threat of violence, the unfortunate victims were escorted to a nearby inn, were they were provided with warm rooms and hot stew.
   
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Shortly thereafter a large gang of ruffians and ner-do-wells descended upon the alleyway, with carts of likely stolen and illicit goods. Though lights could be seen from the site of the crimes, large tarps had been errected to shield the miscreants from prying eyes. Though the Watch was alerted, they were unable to summon sufficant forces to safely approach during the darkest hours of the night. At this time there is no word if the Guild of Explorers was contacted.
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:Q: How much wood would a Lucht Siuil chuck if a Lucht Siuil would chuck wood?
  
   
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Morning light has seen the crime scene scrubbed clean of evidence of what exactly transpired. Also scrubbed clean were layers of dirt and grime, as well as the removal of accumulited trash. There is also a fresh coat of paint, with several of doors and windows to the alley repaired or replaced. One can only imagine what sort of villain would clean and repair one of the poorest parts of the city without fanfare or warning, leaving the poor souls who live there warm and well fed.
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:A: Is this a euphamism for something? Everyone knows halfings don't actually /work/. I suppose I would have to say none, since the entire scenario stretches the boundaries of possibility a little too far.
  
   
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GREAT PALADIN STANDARD DISCLAIMER -- I cannot be held accountable for anyone creatively interpreting my answers, nor reading such things in them that I clearly would not intend. Such as illegal activities. Or racism.
  
   
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=====Tribune Trails Comic=====
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===Kesenday, Pryntar 09, 1020===
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====Huh What?====
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[[image:Trib_stereotyping.png|thumb|center]]
  
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There are a few whispers that there was things were happening at the Lower Trades Market. The problem is, the closer people get to the market district, the less people remember what happened.
   
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One thing that CAN be confirmed, however, is that people heard gunshots and there are signs of a fight there.
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=====Personal and Editorials=====
  
   
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Kore and Arisha have the full story, but Celeste, Deak, Walery, and Kaelyn have a few recollections of the fight, but not why they were there.
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'''From the Diary of an Anonymous Mul'niessa'''
  
   
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Submitted by Anonymous
  
   
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===Eliday, Pryntar 04, 1020===
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My journey to Alexandria has been a fascinating one. One fraught with danger and confusion as I adjusted to the world outside the world crafted meticulously by the Shadow Council. But to begin with what you likely wish to hear from me, I am mul'niessa. A shadow elf, one of the feared creatures who live or in my case once lived under the thumb of Taara. Too often I saw as a child things only the most unfortunate children of this land have seen. Things no child should see. Blood, torture, slavery, things I dare not write to the tribune lest I shock the good people who read this article. Nevertheless, darkness cannot destroy light. I found within this bleak and malicious world a light of my own. Another mul'niessa, met in childhood as friends and later lovers. She was my light, my security, and my promise of truth in a world of lies. Perhaps thought I, that two young women could find a life of happiness together, that we needn't sacrifice each other to gain power. This was a cruel lie.
  
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====The Frigate Revenant====
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A new frigate pulled into port a few days ago along with a brig that was running escort. Both ships looked to have seen some heavy fighting, and the frigate looks to taken the brunt of it. Soon after arrival carpenters were enlisted en masse to fix up both ships and make them seaworthy.
   
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While this alone is worthy of a rumor, and the fact that forty some-odd men and women of different race were escorted off the Frigate, it's not just that which has piqued interest. Rumor has started to travel like wildfire that this was a Charnese Naval vessel - the Revenant.
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Before I continue on, one must understand something about Taara's clergy. She promotes individualism, individualism unfettered by morality or conscience. If it advances you, then damned be the creature that steps in your way. They could be an enemy, a stranger, a friend, family, or the love of your life. She would ask all things to be sacrificed at her altar, and to say otherwise is dire betrayal to her. As such, she has no unified order amongs we mul'niessa, and ultimately those proven to be her clergy are met with respect and caution all the same. It was my respect and lack of caution that doomed my lover.
  
   
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Did Alexandria just attack a Charnese ship?
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Approaching me, the priest told me to slay an enemy of Taara for her favor. My heart lept at such a thought, to serve my goddess so directly. Giving me a dagger of blackest night, he bid me proceed to a portion of our markets where he knew my mark was to arrive. He told me not whom I was to slay, only that it was of utmost necessity. In this, I did not question him as it seemed to me that it would be to question Taara herself. It was only when I saw my mark's face that I realized my mistake. 'Twas the woman I love that I saw, and she I. Though cloaked and masked, my hesitation she took for the truth of it. I could not find it in myself to kill her, sooner would I tear out my own heart.
  
   
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(OOC: This is in relation to the plot: Inmost Sea-capades. See Kore, Amythyst or Kaelyn for more information. Additional legwork can be made, I will respond to any/all as quickly as I can.)
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Conferring regarding the assassination I was so ordered to carry out, I showed her the dagger in explanation. It was only then that my own hand moved without my will and sank it into her own heart. I heard nothing save for cruel laughter, and knew that just as I was told to betray my lover, so too was I betrayed by the one who had sent me. The will of Taara was enacted such as he would have me believe, even as I did not partake of such will.
  
   
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===Ceriday, Vhast 27, 1020===
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Not only that, but he brought me before an official of the shadow council's regime and had me declared a traitor. Stripped of all worth, treated as a pariah and my family much the same. I was instructed from that time on to forgo the use of my family name, once shame and now pride. I no longer wish to call those who bow before a wicked goddess kin. Were it not for a distant uncle's arrival, I would have languished and taken my lot as outcast to be righteous. 'Twas he who showed me the lies of Taara, the black-hearted evil that ran throughout our society. At first, I could not believe it. I had been raised on the words of the Shadow Council, all that they said was my world. Yet I saw the lies for what they were in the coming years. It shook me, within my own mind I screamed as I scraped by for what I needed to survive. I cried as I saw my lover's remains thrown into the refuse heap. I chased the bats and beetles from her body night after night, each time futile as other vermin came to further desecrate her corpse. And in my sorrow and anguish, I could only think of the two words my uncle had said. "Taara lies".
  
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====Engagement at the Fernwood====
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Conquerer Ravifan announced his engagement to a young, though well-ranked Shadowveil, Aritha Korivani. "We're quite happy," the Conquerer said as the happy couple made the announcement at the Fernwood. "While we realize it's an unusual step to be open about our marriage, we do so in the hope it will help others understand us."
   
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"Such openness is long overdue," Aritha Korivani added, noting that similar arrangements are happening across Ea.
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Some time later, he returned as I had learned to cope in whatever small ways I could. I was to be taken out of the city, shown the world beyond. I accepted, for if a lie brought me to my knees then perhaps the truth could set me upon my feet again. It was this time in the cool night that I saw the sky, the great silver face of Eluna and the countless stars. It was alien to me, but a wonder all the same. Over time I acclimated to the sun, first by dawn, then by morning, then the blazing noon. Disguises were donned, and we walked amongst the people as Llyranesi, as children of the dawn. I saw that the poor did not suffer in anguish, but were to work to sustain themselves. I saw that the rich did not break others beneath their whips, and courtesy was of patience and respect rather than fear. Your world is different, and different for the better. Over time, I was offered the chance to stay in the upper world yet my thoughts did not long stray from vengeance. The priest who had moved mine hand to slay all that I cared for in this world was the subject of my ire. Yet even as I saw him dead, I found it could not satisfy. I wanted more blood, more violence even as I knew such things would do me no good and harden my heart to make me the monster you might fear me to be as you live beneath the sun as I once did not. So I left. I could not walk a path of vengeance if Taara's own supplicants were not near me, and my soul would not fall to hate if I could not avenge myself and my lover upon them. And thus, my presence in Alexandria. Far, far from home, far from hate, and far from painful memories.
  
   
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How...wonderful!
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===Ceriday, Vhast 7, 1019===
  
   
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===Kesenday, Vhast 26, 1020===
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE (EMERGENCY EDITION)====
  
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====New Art Installment!====
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The Artificer's Guild is pleased to announce another addition to their Paintings of the Future! collection. The recent installment includes a painting of a future, artifice-enabled prosthetic.
   
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Visitors are encouraged and welcomed at any time during business hours to experience these Visions of the Future!
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===Tariday, Vhast 23, 1020===
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'''And End to Mysteries...?'''
  
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====Roadside Banditry on Paws!====
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Travelers along Alexandros' northern roads towards Blar will be pleased to experience greater safety in the days ahead. A group of bandits that have been harrying caravans have been dispatched by Alexandrian adventurers. One of the bandits was even brought back for for trial.
   
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The small but growing community of Dragonier refugees and Arvek Nar also received a boon in the way of supplies, as the adventurers were able to both return supplies that had been taken, and also donated some of the surplus that was given to them for their work. What wasn't given to the Adventurers in payment was divvied up between the Community, the temple of Serriel, and a new charity called the Animal Care Kennel (or ACK! for short).
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Earlier today, the Crimson Pen announced her (or his) "final tale in this mystery of mysteries!" We have enclosed the letter, below.
  
   
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===Kesenday, Vhast 19, 1020===
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:''Dear reader,''
  
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====A Bitingly Good Time?====
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After a late-night drinking event gone wrong, two druids got into it and ended up summoning a tornado. Alexandria being on a peninsula out to the sea, this quickly picked up sea creatures and debris.
   
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In other words, a sharknado hit Alexandros' shores late last night. The involved druids are understandably chagrined, and are spending hours in community service cleaning up the mess.
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:''This tale has been a labor of love for me, one that I have delighted in sharing with you. I have loved these characters as though my own children, and like you, wept at Mereth's manful death. In his memory, I commit to you, this last in our tale. ...the story of Jyrana and Dandy.''
  
   
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===Kirday, Vhast 18, 1020===
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:''My Dearest Darlings,''
  
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====Shenanigans Reported!====
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The Watch reported shenanigans yesterday at the great library. Reports suggest a summoning-or-other gone wrong. A multi-headed hydra appeared on the scene, rending precious, precious books and arcanists alike before finally being subdued by daring adventurers!
   
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===Tariday, Vhast 16, 1020===
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:''The Crimson Pen''
  
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====Drinking Contest Winner!====
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The Ox-Strength is pleased to report the winner of tonight's drinking contest, Captain Delra Coalsbrew! The Ox hosts drinking contests every night, or whenever patrons are desperate enough to--that is, whenever patrons are willing to take part of our damn fine brews!
   
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Yet, it is with a sorrowful heart that I report that we, the readers, receive no absolution from this edition. Instead, we see the innocent Dandy captured by Jyrana's treacherous arms! Mereth's death by Jyrana's poisoning remains unavenged!
  
   
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Inconceivable!
 
   
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We publish today to demand a CALL FOR JUSTICE! The Crimson Pen has squandered Mareth's mighty manfulness, and paired his one true love with the despicable Jyrana! This cannot stand.
 
   
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===Tariday, Vhast 16, 1020===
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Today, I join with other fans to picket the Prestigious Moon! We will protest this ending!
  
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====Forget Yuletide, It's Thultide!====
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Another crypt has been uncovered in Alexandria today that is sure to leave the denizens more than a little worried about what may be near their own homes. Citizens report sounds of cackling noises heard when passing by. Others suggest that behind the Watch's guardrails lie tombs of grotesque horrors! What originally was considered prime real estate and redeveloped by the luckless Kashani family is now sanctioned off by the Verdaman Temple and the Watch as a scene for Thulite worship the likes of which hasn't been seen in Alexandria.
   
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Reports trickle in of other worship sites being uncovered, though the Tribune has been unable to verify these sources so far. Reports suggest some sites may be the hosts of ancient Thulian artifacts and arcane rituals. Others suggest that one may contain access to an ancient book of necromantic powers.
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OOC: This will be a Scene, so please see +events! PERHAPS THE CRIMSON PEN WILL APPEAR. In the meantime! BONUS RPPS FOR ANYONE WHO PICKETS THE PRESIGIOUS MOON TO PROTEST THIS UNJUST ENDING! (Or if you support it! Perhaps Jyrana could be reformed!)
  
   
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Several people witnessed adventurers going in and out of at least one site, which fortunately or unfortunately, may add credibility to the above reports.
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OOC2: The Prestigious Moon has been renamed appropriately, to reflect this SCANDAL.
  
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===Ceriday, Khael 31, 1018===
  
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE====
  
 
 
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OOC: This relates to the Crypts plotline. Please RP with Verna, Serraphine, Heinrich, Gregor, Josselyn, or Arisha to get involved!
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===Eliday, Vhast 14, 1020===
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'''Scandal...Afoot?'''
  
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====Sign Posted After Attack====
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:by Nilou Farsens Scribbetter!
  
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In response to the recent raid on their ovens, Stoneworks' Calzone has posted a new sign:
   
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Calzones so good, even the Hells falls to temptation!
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I, Nilou Farsens Scribbetter of the Alexandrian Tribune, was pleased to receive an invite to the "Fireworks and Cogs" soiree at Sage Orum's this last Variday! While it is normally a small affair, it nonetheless delights with its winter splendor. I have always seen the soiree as rare meeting of Magi and Artifus, with attendees putting aside explosions and spells for the moment, to dance and socialize in costume, each decked in delightful tokens of their art.
 
   
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Another sign posted adds: Smiting practice available after hours.
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The magi were particularly well dressed this year, perhaps due to Madame Gelfure's influence. Their sorcerous lead is largely responsible for the Society of Progressive Arcanists' venture into the fashion industry, as well as other endeavors that have proved not only opportune, but also highly profitable for her guild. While the ideas were scoffed at in the beginning, the results (and wealth) were on display.
  
   
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====Demon Salsa====
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In contrast, the Exploratory Associates of Alexandria University, or more commonly the Artificer's Guild, bore mechanized suits and attached small, novel clockworks to their finery. While colorful and...novel, the Guild has had its resources strained of late, and it showed.
  
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Do you like Spicy? Do you like to breath fire? Do you like to fight evil?
   
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Well we have the spice of all spices for you! Demon Salsa, the hottest dip around for all of your taste senses! Guarenteed to make your mouth burn and to breath fire! Endorsed by the famous paladin Svarshan! Come on down to the Golden Cookie Bakery to try our great variety of foods.
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A minor upset occurred when Magus Kithbore and Artifus Clankstaff noticed they were wearing similar footwear. While not an issue for Kithbore, the style was one promoted recently by the head of the Society, Madame Gelfure. A longtime opponent of the Society, it was a difficult moment for the Artifus, who is reported to have left the party early, muttering obscenities and tossing a bomb at a nearby plant.
 
   
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Disclaimer: Made out of real demons. If you feel the urge to do evil acts such as pillage, plunder, murder, steal candy from babies, lie, cheat, steal, conqure neigboring countries, take hostages, raise dead to fuel your evil empire with undead for their mindless obedience, or take change out of change jars at a service counter you may be being corrupted. Please consult your cleric.
   
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===Ceriday, Vhast 13, 1020===
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'''The Gnomish Traveler: Ancient Dragonier!'''
  
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====Rainbow Dragon Illustrations Wanted====
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The Tribune seeks illustrations and accounts of the rumored Rainbow Dragon of Alexandria! We are partnered with the local Temple of Navos, who is offering a small reward for verified illustrations regarding this matter.
   
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OOC: Sketch an image of the Rainbow Dragon for publication (stick figures count!) and send it in. Receive double GM Noms! Please email to: <login to game to see email address>. :D
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Gearbear Sparkthistle here, or "Bear" as I am known to friends and foe alike! I am a traveler and explorer of faraway places and unknown lands! Recently, I set my sights on Dragonier, determined to take your letters with me!
  
   
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And, take them I did! I felt you with me as together, we stood at Heth's doorstep and SHOUTED our demands! What a sight to behold it was! Until our daring adventuring community can wight the wrongs (haha!) Dragonier remains a desolate, though EXCITING landscape!
  
   
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Yet, while preparing for my trip, I found this smallest of treasures. A picture of Dragonier's former glory! I of course, am included in the image, but simply find it in yourself to look past my illustrious, manly figure to the wonder beyond.
 
   
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====Update: What a Response!====
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The following illustrations are being added to the Navosian Archives. Thank you!
   
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'''OOC:''' Want to photobomb the gnome across Ea? Point your favorite image editor to: http://tenebraemush.net/index.php/File:Trib_gnometravel_heads.png and send it in!
  
   
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'''Tribune Trails Comic'''
  
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======A Series of Interviews======
  
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As part of our Yule celebrations, we at the Tribune have contracted everyday citizens, and asked them to explore the diversity that is Alexandria! Alexandria is one of the melting pots of the world. Please enjoy the series in this and future editions!
  
   
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OOC: PLEASE KEEP SENDING IN YOUR INTERVIEWS! We are still handing out rewards, and expect publications to continue! You can receive awards for every 2 interviews you share! Also, sending in other rumors and articles, or doodles! awards RPP.
  
   
   
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'''Interview: Fazahd Masterbuilder, Enginebreaker of Reos!''''
  
   
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Features: ''Fazahd Masterbuilder, Enginebreaker of Reos (no charpage)''
  
   
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Interview by: ''Selerik, who is suspiciously not Jibbom (no charpage)''
  
   
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To hear Selerik tell the story, his interview with Fazahd began with the statement: "Well, there is a fellow at the Tribune who has been asking me to help him. It occurs to me you might be inspirational, if you're alright with carrying the burden of some public scrutiny?"
 
   
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It turns out, Fazahd was not.
  
   
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''Editor's Note: A transcript of what follows is included, below. You may read the full scene [[Selerik_Interviews_Fazahd|here]].''
  
   
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:<font color="blue">Selerik:</font> Well, let's see. What advice would you give someone seeking their purpose in life?
 
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:<font color="blue">Fazahd:</font> My advice would be to live despite the challenges this world gives us, to strive to make one's world better as much as one's life, and to look after those around you. The one who lives for only oneself lives as they will ultimately die: alone.
  
   
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:<font color="blue">Selerik:</font> Sound advice from the bane of spiders of all sizes. <he pauses, thoughtfully> Not really done an interview before, so let me ask you want you'd want to answer? The question you think should be asked? And the answer.
  
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:<font color="blue">Fazahd:</font> Just ask. I will tell you if I choose not to answer - but I shall try my best to be transparent.
  
   
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====Slaves and Bombs====
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:<font color="blue">Selerik:</font> How about a tip for someone in your profession? Something a hopeful following your exact path might need to know, to keep their head on."
 
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Just a heads-up. Atleti is looking into how to reverse the Charneth's latest trick, of turning living creatures into scarred bombs. He'll be at the celebration tonight if anyone would like to RP about it, or arrange to RP after.
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:<font color="blue">Selerik:</font> Good enough.
  
   
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''Editor's note: Here, the two parted ways, but were able to pick up the interview on a second evening. Again, you may find the full transcript [[Selerik_Interviews_Fazahd|here]].''
  
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====Calzone Thieves!====
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Evidently the food at Stoneworks is quite amaising! Amaising enough that midget fire imps or something like it raided the oven there and stole a large number of cooking Calzone! Is this restaraunt so popular that other planar beings are starting to frequent the place? Rumor also has it that a few intreped adventuerers were able to drive these little creatures off, though many calzone were stolen in the process!
   
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===Gilday, Vhast 03, 1020===
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:<font color="blue">Fazahd:</font> Winter is here, and I would like to be able to make a recipe to feed many. My favorite food is Aghzam, a Khazad food, baked meat and fungus pie.
  
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Readers of the 'Alexandrian Rummagepost' will be no doubt familiar with its recent spate of rumors, about a Miniature Yeti.
   
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<What follows is a copy of the Rummagepost's image, which appears to be a well-done illustration of Kisaiya in a large fur coat.>
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:<font color="blue">Selerik:</font> Why did you become an adventurer?
  
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:<font color="blue">Fazahd:</font> I was a priest. A Forge of Mighty Reos. It is paramount for every priest to see to the people, whomever they might be, and protect them from evil. That requires that one step out of the temple and take up arms whenever one can. If one wants to be a proper servant, at least.
  
   
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The 'Rummagepost' reports: Some people are trying to figure out exactly what it is this strange being might be. While some think it's just local Alexandrian, Kisaiya, having sprouted a bunch of extra hair for the winter through some arcane manipulations and esoteric hair spells, others say it's probably not a hair spell at all and indicitive of something much more sinister.
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:<font color="blue">Selerik:</font> What advice would you give someone seeking their purpose in life?
  
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:<font color="blue">Fazahd:</font> My advice would be to live despite the challenges this world gives us, to strive to make one's world better as much as one's life, and to look after those around you. The one who lives for only oneself lives as they will ultimately die: alone.
  
   
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What the image represents not clear. The Rummagepost went on to report other possibilities, including the possibility of miniature yetidom.
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:<font color="blue">Selerik:</font> How about a tip for someone in your profession?
  
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:<font color="blue">Fazahd:</font> Judge, but do not condemn without evidence. Down that road leads hubris and poisoning of the soul.
  
   
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While normally it is not the practice of the Tribune to report on other papers' work, this report potentially concerns Alexandrian public health, and we thought it prudent to weigh into the discussion. We presented the reports and illustration to two separate experts within Alexandria.
   
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Dr. Pherbius Sand writes to us that this case is a warning sign.
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'''Interview: Maraxus De'Centi, of the Starchasers Tribe from the Vast!'''
  
   
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"Yeterius Spontaneous is a disease that originates in the Stormgarde region," he writes us. "It comes on in the winter, and is usually associated with the lucht race. However, it has been known to strike other species."
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When asked what Yeterius S. is, exactly, the reports we were given indicate that it appears to be the sudden and usually irreversible growth of hair all over one's body. In addition, the individual may develop a sudden, stooped-over position and be prone to grunts.
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However, Alexandria has reported only one case of this disease so far, and we encourage citizens not to worry. However, if you do spot an individual with this condition, please report them immediately to the Soldier's Defense.
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> What is your name?
  
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:<font color="blue">Maraxus:</font> "Maraxus De'Centi, of the Starchasers Tribe from the Vast. Son of Lexia De'Centi, guide to the Starchasers tribe."
  
   
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===Gilday, Kael 27, 1019===
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> Would you describe yourself, in your own words?
  
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:<font color="blue">Maraxus:</font> "Describe myself. A most difficult challenge. I am an a actor, for I perform plays and take on personalities not my own. I am a singer, for my voice is my weapon as it is my fancy. A song to be sung, as the ears are rung. I am a dance. I am a musician, as you have already seen me play. Yet what I am most passionate about, is my story telling. The Hymn takes many forms, and sometimes the most subtle and the most powerful is the story. Simply put, I am a Bard."
  
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A Chaneth Noble mounted an assault on Mictlan in clear violation of Alexandrian territorial rights. Charn officials quickly denounced their activities, although only after word of the noble's failure had reached them. According to the few Charneth survivors that were captured, the entire incident was started because of the Alexandrian adventurers destroying the Merchant ship Aloft Seaker. Though a number of people have stepped forward to point out that the Aloft Seaker could very well be the Oft Sea, a notorious pirate ship and known slave runner of sith-makar.
   
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The attack on Mictlan was repelled by a number of adventurers and local tribesfolk. Elisabeth, the unshakable. Raethon, the quick of wit. Nadara, the wise and sure. Bors, the destroyer. Ilmig, the brave. And a newcomer, Atleti, the Avenger. These six are the heroes of the hour in Mictlan, saving the town and serving as the backbone to the repelling force. A banquet is to be thrown in their honor, and the Speaker Caste is reported to be honoring them specifically at it. According to sources, the Speaker Caste are something of diplomats, and only appear at special occasions.
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:<font color="blue">Maraxus:</font> "Ahh it is an old classic, a grim classic if you will. Love their work, and so hard to find it in today's world. Even the old masters cannot always track down their stories. There is one I did find though, The Cat and the Mouse in Partnership. A tale of creatures that are what they are. A friendship that ever there was, until the cat was hungry and ate the mouse."
  
   
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Amongst those at Mictlan prior to the attack were Durrankar and Un'eth, two druids of well reknown who safely aided a number of wounded of Mictlan out of the area prior to the Assault. Without their influence the civilian casualties at Mictlan would've been far more substantial.
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> Clearly, your way with words, your way with music... these are strengths and talents of yours. Is there one thing you wish you could do well, a special talent you lack and wish you did have?
  
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:<font color="blue">Maraxus:</font> "I wish I were able to speak more languages. I know so few, and it would help me learn so many more tales."
  
   
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Tensions between Charn and Alexandria have risen again, though neither side is willing to take blame for any of the events leading up to this. Charn officials were unwilling to offer opinion on the creation of the Sith-makar suicide bombers seen being sent into Mictlan prior to the attack. The Sith were said to have scars that slowly etched onto their skin like a curse that diminished their health, and upon death exploded. If you see any Sith-makar with scar-like markings who look unwell, inform the Watch immediately.
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> Is there anything you've not done in your life that you hope to someday do?
  
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:<font color="blue">Maraxus:</font> "I want to weave a story, a story so powerful that everybody can hear the hymn like I do. To share the beauty of creation in a way that we hear in legends of the bards of old."
  
   
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=====Great Paladin Advice Column=====
  
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The Great Paladin sends her regards, but is off and marching against Charn for the holidays! She hopes to resturn soon, with VICTORY!
  
   
   
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===Ceriday, Khael 17, 1018===
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===Gilday, Kael 27, 1019===
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE====
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====Troll Attack?!====
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Late at night on Gilday, Khael 20th, talk was overheard in a few local taverns of a botched robbery attempt. Some say that the target was a larger-than-life statue of Lady Sandiel wrought in brightly polished silver wearing a rainbow-patterned miniskirt destined for display in the City's new museum. Others say the silver statue was a nude of the famous Professor Hieronymous Fizzlefuse destined for a special place in the boudoir of a lady in Alexandria's Nobility Districe who shall remain nameless--unless the Crimson Pen sheds further light. Anyway, rumors tell that a band of Alexandria's famous adventurers scared a troll with a politician's talent for stirring speechs into jumping off the northern highbridge in defense of the peculiar cargo.
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===Tariday, Kael 26, 1019===
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'''Goblin Casino Rolls the Dice!'''
  
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Ships report odd weather this time of year in the Inmost Sea, with a storm that raged far stronger than normal. In fact, it was almost akin to a summer storm it was so strong and violent. Trade was upset for several days until finally the weather cleared up.
   
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Rumor has it, the storm was supernatural in nature and caused by agents of Charn to disrupt trade. Alexandrian merchants, as well as its adventuring community, are up in arms about the underhanded nature of such an act. Charn denies the allegations, or cites that if they can't hold Alexandria responsible for sinking of the merchant ship--Alexandria can't hold them responsible for this.
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A relatively low-ante joint, a local goblin casino was the site of a kerfuffle this week after some overly well-off customer tipped one of the staff a platinum coin. Accusations were made of theft when he went to cash it after his shift, loyalties were bought (and sold), and now the casino suddenly finds itself with a change of some of their management.
  
   
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This isn't altogether unheard of, but the issue is that goblins are now infiltrating the other districts trying to convince the more well-to-do to frequent their 'growing' establishment. There are two reports of priests going to use the outhouse, only to find the only paper present were adverts for the casino, and one goblin apparently rolled up flyers and shoved them into random bottles of wine before recorking them. Expensive wine. It seems every goblin wants to hit the next windfall, and some know no bounds for trying to lure business. We all can only pray this madness passes quickly, and doesn't grow even more creative.
  
   
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'''Festivities in the Temple Square'''
  
   
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The courtyard of the Temple of Daeus has been decorated for Yule! The clergy there have placed colorful lantern bulbs over the mana lamps that normally provide light for the area, to create a more colorful, festive, and joyous Yule mood!
  
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A small community on the outskirts of Alexandria has started to erect longhouses, stables, even a small market. They're a mix of Arvek and refugees from Dragonier. The refugees used to be staying near the Museum until they were brought into the community of displaced Arvek from Blar. Since that time, the new community has grown and the spirits are high. A common chorus of uplifting one another is heard and--in some cases--said as a near mantra.
   
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Several adventurers have also helped settle them into a new place of living. By assisting with paperwork, feeding those in need, teaching them how to care for their horses, among many other avenues of assistance. The people seem to be making something of themselves out there, and their community is slowly growing because of it.
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'''Goblin Poker Ups the Ante'''
  
   
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Ma Rosie's got a new card table and hosted a special Goblin Stash Poker night, only a few nights ago. There wasn't a lot of action at the table; it never had all nine of its seats filled. However, what action there was, was intense! At one point, the pot got up to over fifty platinums... and one player, out of cash, put down a magical wand to make the call. That same player ended up winning the hand with an Ace-high flush, and (literally) walked out with a boot full of coin.
  
   
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===Variday, Kael 18, 1019===
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====Ship Attacked in Hextus!====
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A ship recently was attacked in the Charn city of origin and port of harbour, Hextus, by so-called vigilantes out of Alexandria. The attack was carried out in broad daylight with no attempt to try and conceal identities.
   
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Bounties have been placed on the heads of these four individuals (sketches of Orenthal, Ilmig, Amythyst, and a black-robed robed priest) for the destruction of a merchant vessel within the harbour. The vessel in question, Aloft Seaker, was a known ship for carrying goods through out the Inmost Sea, including to Alexandria.
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'''Tribune Trails Comic'''
  
   
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It is unknown why they decided to destroy the ship. However, the vigilantes managed to avoid authorities in their escape.
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Statements from Charneth authorities say that this premeditated crime is just yet another obvious attack on the Charneth way of life by the city across the sea. Alexandria has disavowed all knowledge of such events, claiming such acts are the responsibility of individuals, or perhaps the ship captain was just drunk.
   
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The Watch is currently seeking statements on the location, or any information relating to the above individuals or the act.
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OOC: This relates to Kisaiya's PrP, Silver and Sith!
   
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======A Series of Interviews======
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===Variday, Kael 18, 1019===
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====Letter to the Editor====
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From one Alexandrian to his brothers:
   
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This infringement on the Charneth way of life is just one in a line of such events. It is my belief that the servants of Maugrim and Taara are misrepresented within this city. His discipline, which would have prevented such lawlessness, is sorely needed!
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As part of our Yule celebrations, we at the Tribune have contracted everyday citizens, and asked them to explore the diversity that is Alexandria! Alexandria is one of the melting pots of the world. Please enjoy the series in this and future editions!
  
   
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Rumors that this reckless event was tied to slavery and predation is surely unfounded, and a product of years of bias. Taara, who is the right hand of Maugrim, espouses personal freedom and individuality. Would one hand cut off the other? No, I say. They are two parts of a whole, a whole who denounces this act of lawlessness, and an act that cost an honest captain his livelihood at the hands of vigilantes!
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''OOC: PLEASE KEEP SENDING IN YOUR INTERVIEWS! We are still handing out rewards, and expect publications to continue! Also, sending in other rumors and articles, or doodles! awards RPP!''
  
   
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It's for the good of all, crimes like this should never go unpunished, and this bias against our faith and culture--a culture dating back the same founding years as Myrddion--be addressed.
   
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:- A Maugrimite in Alexandria
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'''Interview: Miriai, War Golem!'''
  
   
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OOC: This relates to Kisaiya's PrP, Silver and Sith! Also, have an opinion on the above? We'd love for you to send in articles and letters to the editor!
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Features: ''[[Miriai|Miriai, War Golem in Alexandria]]''
 
   
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===Variday, Kael 18, 1019===
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Interview by: ''[[Aznara|Aznara, Ceinaran Adventurer!]]''
 
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====Re: Letter to the Editor====
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Dear Maugrimite in Alexandria,
   
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It is regretful that such an event happened at an otherwise safe and lawful area. Hextus is known for its safety and the security of visiting merchants. I am sure like you, that it has never housed a pirate in its existence, and nor is it a haven for them.
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> Describe yourself to me.
 
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:<font color="blue">Miriai:</font> I am a magically animated sentient golem. I am apparently made of enchanted steel and other materials. Some of silver, some innards include mercury. I have adapted myself and become attached to chainmail armor while learning that my creation incorporated elements of defensive skills. I see in darkness and dim lighting, do not require air and self-repair. <he pauses> Is that enough information My Lady?
  
   
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Likewise, it is doubtful that the event was tied to slavery, or stolen goods. Charn has never had a history of such matters.
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> Is there one physical attribute you have that you're proud of?
  
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:<font color="blue">Miriai:</font> <he is silent for a long moment, remaining still as a statue> Proud? <he seems to contemplate the concept> Ah yes, a characteristic that I think of as a promising feature that makes me feel accomplished around others. <pause> My soul. The fact that I seem to have one makes me feel like I am worthy of being treated like a sentient, not merely a machine or tool.
  
   
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Signed,
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> Do you have one physical attribute that you would change if you could?
  
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:<font color="blue">Miriai:</font> My arms. Were they longer, I could protect my Lady more effectively. <response is almost immediate>
  
   
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I wasn't there, but even I can tell you're full of it.
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> Do you feel you hae a special talent? If so, what is it?
  
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:<font color="blue">Miriai:</font> My talents lie in the area of combat and defensive training. But... <he pauses> I believe I may retain a small inkling of knowledge of how to forge magic and machine into one. At least the principles of it. I believe that coul dbe considered a special talent.
  
   
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Note: This letter was slightly edited by Tribune staff. We replaced the final word in the signature with the more appropriate 'it.'
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> Is there a special talent you wish you had?
  
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:<font color="blue">Miriai:</font> That which you possess. The talent of channeling raw magical energies. Perhaps then I could forge actual magical machines myself.
  
   
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===Eliday, Kael 10, 1019===
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> Is there anything in particular you want from life? ... for yourself, not for another person?
  
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====Bugfestation!====
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:<font color="blue">Miriai:</font> <another brief pause> The freedom to determine my own fate. I am intelligent and sentient. What little remains of previous memories involves.. servitude.
  
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Someone, apparently, tried to smuggle Am'sheri bugs into Alexandria.
   
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The guards had been tipped off, it seems, accounting for very, very long lines at the gate as they attempted to find the supposed smugglers. Eeven more strangely, the bugs had been smuggled into several wagons unbeknowns to their drivers and they were let loose near the gates, resulting in numerous swarms of beetles, dragonflies, bitey bugs, and, of course, spiders. Always with the spiders.
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> Do you feel yourself to be a slave?
  
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:<font color="blue">Miriai:</font> No, I feel that I was once a slave. I choose to defend my Lady. I wish to continue being given the opportunity to choose. I hope that others do not attempt to take that choice from me. <pauses> I know that my Lady will not.
  
   
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While many were destroeyed, there is concern that quarantine efforts have failed to keep Am'sheri wildlife from getting to this side of the portal and renewed calls to either find better security or finally close it.
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> How do you know you can trust your Lady?
  
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:<font color="blue">Miriai:</font> I choose to. Can I not have faith in something? <his voice is almost flat>
  
   
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===Kesenday, Kael 08, 1019===
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> You are a created being, and speak of having faith. Does this include belief in the gods of this world? Do you have faith in the gods, or a specific one of them?
  
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====Treasures Recovered!====
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:<font color="blue">Miriai:</font> Are not all beings created by the gods? Can the gods not have chosen to make my brethren through the hands of other sentients? I have learned of one named.. Reos, and I find his teachings welcome.
  
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Adventurers emerged from the Museum this evening, having rescued two of the treasures inside. Others remain, though the Vardamen Temple emphasizes that further recovery will be done with even greater caution. "It was worse than we thought," reported Mourner Bacia, as she was supported by an oruch nearby.
   
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One of the returned pieces is rumored to be part of a mirror. Another, has vanished into the depths of a dragon's claws.
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> Have you ever done anything you wish you hadn't done?
  
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:<font color="blue">Miriai:</font> Perhaps... But if I did, then I have no memory of the event.
  
   
  +
In the meantime, Lady Kashani appears to have vanished into seclusion, and has nothing to add to the report at this time.
   
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OOC: This pertains to the Oasis plotline. Please contact Sylvi, Dubtle, Lucy, Sarcis, Shym'r, Walery, or Grush for rumors!
   
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===Kirday, Kael 07, 1019===
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'''Interview: Ladies Sandiel and Myrana Jn'Rajh Arwenieniallwehn!'''
  
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====A Bakery Vaults Forth!====
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Eskareen, retired adventuer of Alexandria's very own Guild, recently opened a bakery in the Upper Markets after coming into a recent fortune. Details of the fortune remain obscured, though the respected adventurer was seen recently dashing through the streets and clicking her heels together.
   
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Rumors suggest she'd recently come into a number of treasures. One of note: A tapestry of the Desolation, without the Rift, practically ancient love letters, a delicate locket, and an unnamed piece of art from Rune.
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Features: ''[[Lady Sandiel|Ladies Sandiel]] and [[Myrana_Jn%27Rajh|Myrana Jn'Rajh Arwenieniallwehn]]''
 
   
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OOC: For salacious details, contact: Krom, Grush, and Melora! This ties to Kisaiya's PrP, The Vault near Vandalheim. Logs available under Recent Arcs.
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Interview by: ''[[Aznara|Aznara, Ceinaran Adventurer!]]''
  
   
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> May I have your names, please, so as to identify who is interviewed?
  
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:<font color="blue">Myrana:</font> I'm Myrana Jn'Rajh, and I run the Ox Strength tavern down the street.
  
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:<font color="blue">Sandiel:</font> Ahem. I am Lady Sandiel. Lady Sandiel Jn'rajh, of the Mythwood elves. Which means my wife here, by virtue of being married to me, is LADY Myrana Jn'rajh.
 
   
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> How did the two of you meet?
  
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:<interviewees declined to answer>
  
   
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===Variday, Kael 04, 1019===
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> What your plans are for life? What do you want?
  
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====It Takes a Village====
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:<font color="blue">Myrana:</font> Well, my plans right now, I suppose, are mostly tied up with the Ox and finding a way to serve the neighborhood better with the, uh, tools at my disposal. I inherited it from the Late Mister Oxley, and its been my project for a number of years.
  
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"Yeah, they've been a big help." That conversation may be a turning point in local race relations. The man, Elias, was talking about the arvek. When the nation of Dragonier collapsed, Alexandria took in many of its refugees. While it's been a source of growth for the city, it's also been a source of tension since the city had received refugees from Blar just before. Refugees, and Alexandrian poor, often find themselves competing against one another.
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:<font color="blue">Sandiel:</font> By 'tools' you mean your employees, of course. My plans? Run my damn shop. And stay retired from adventuring around the god damn city getting my gods damned ass kicked.
  
   
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"I mean, I suppose we've uh, not gotten to know eachother before," Elias told me as he continued his story. "I mean, a lot of times we were going for the same jobs, but ..." here, the man shrugged. "They're alright? Some of us've been in a bad place with the Museum and all. I mean, we were using it as uh, I mean. Well, yeah, the arvek have been a help, especially Serraphine and Felicia. They're Serrielites? Anyway, they and their people, they're helping some of us make a few homes outside the city. Learn farming. Alongside their people, no less."
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> Are you both retired adventurers, or only Lady Sandiel?
  
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:<font color="blue">Myrana:</font> Only Sandy is retired.
  
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:<font color="blue">Sandiel:</font> Myrana has been known to get kidnapped frequently, but yes. She still contracts for the Guild of Explorers. I don't so much these days. Be sure to get that in there. Myrana, frequent Kidnapping Victim.
  
   
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"They've been a *lot* of help. We wouldn't be able to eat if it wasn't for them," Nethia responded. She's Elias' wife. Both of them are from Dragonieer.
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> Is there anything you've always wanted to do, but haven't done? If so, what has kept you from doing it?
  
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:<font color="blue">Myrana:</font> I've always wanted to kill a lich. Generally they're just not very cooperative.
  
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:<font color="blue">Sandiel:</font> Oh! Oh! We have a SHARED GOAL. I want to kill a lich too!
  
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:<font color="blue">Myrana:</font> Well how are you going to do that if you're always in the city?
  
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:<font color="blue">Sandiel:</font> Well, you know. Sooner or later, one will try to kidnap you.
  
   
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Were you approached by anyone else? I asked them.
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:<font color="blue">Aznara:</font> Before the interview began, Lady Myrana mentioned a person she called 'the Scarlet Pen'... or 'the Crimson Pen' as Lady Sandiel put it. Do you have a message for this person that you'd like to have put into print?
  
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:<font color="blue">Myrana:</font> Oh, most certainly. If the Crimson Pen reads this article, I'd like to invite him to tea.
  
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:<font color="blue">Sandiel:</font> Yes. Tea. That sounds absolutely great. I would like to have ''tea'' with the Pen. And ask him very pointed questions about his, or her, methodology. And stuff.
  
   
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"Not many, but sometimes I'd say it's that are resources are stretched thin. There's been the Altheans, and they're the reason some of us've had enough to eat. There's just a lot of us," Nethia told me. "It doesn't stop folks from being angry, though. It's hard, when you're just trying to find a job."
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=====Great Paladin Advice Column=====
  
   
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Then, she added: "The other day though, that Conquerer came by. ...he started preaching about standing on your own two feet, and how no one would listen because of racism or somethin. There was a mul woman with him, but...aside from words, they didn't offer much. Seemed kind of angry we were getting help. I mean, they looked pretty well off, so I don't know..."
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The Great Paladin sends her regards, but is off and marching against Charn for the holidays! She hopes to resturn soon, with VICTORY!
  
   
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"...I guess he felt a helping hand made us weaker or something," Elias says. He looks uncomfortable. "But we've ''tried''. There ain't a lot you can do with nothin. And...we're going to be part of a community after this. They help us, we'll help them, you know?" Here, he and Nethia nodded.
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===Korday, Khael 08, 1018===
  
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE====
  
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=====Front Page=====
  
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'''Fires in Alexandria!'''
  
   
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The couple has invited the Tribune to report on the village addition, and we hope to follow up with a report later this week. If it succeeds, it might be a step forward for the two groups and hopefully, a step forward for Alexandria as well.
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Earlier we reported on fires in Alexandria. At time time, rumors tied the fires to cult activity. An update to that report follows:
  
   
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As fire fighters responded, a team chanced upon a man that had been rendered unconscious. Fire fighters report that the man was tied up. Attached to his front was a hastily scribbled note requesting that he be arrested and declared him to be a devil-cultist with an immediate need to make confession at the Temple of Daeus. When the man was awakened, he was identified as one Mark Hall, a journeyman silversmith.
  
   
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The Temple reports that Hall has made his confession. Further investigations are underway.
  
   
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===Eliday, Kael 03, 1019===
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=====The Gnomish Traveler: This Edition, Letters to Heth!=====
  
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====Sandy the Gorgon?!====
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"Did you know, I heard that there was a well respected member of the Daeus clergy actually told a small Sith-makar that Lady Sandiel's hair is actually snakes?"
   
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"No, you must be kidding!"
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[[image:Trib_dearheth.png|center|thumb|Heth Reads Your Letters!]]
  
   
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"Not at all, and on top of that? Well, I heard that Sandy even called the small child a little Huntress no less!"
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Gearbear Sparkthistle here, or "Bear" as I am known to friends and foe alike! I am a traveller and explorer of faraway places and unknown lands! Recently, I set my sights on Dragonier!
 
   
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"Well, surely this all must have been some sort of ploy for the child."
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Though whispers of its blighted landscape have made its way to Alexandria, who has SEEN it? Who but the bravest have set their eyes on its depraved visage? Recently, I sought to add myself to that list and I can't say but that I...
  
   
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"I don't know, word has it that she's made more than a few people petrified with fear before. Maybe that's how gorgon's start? They just terrify people until the snakes grow in."
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LOVED IT! Why, it was terrible! Awful! And yet...its deathless landscape had a kind of...now, I am not a man easily moved (aside from the sight of my moustache after a righteous brush and waxing), but there is something terrible about it. It is an experience that must be EXPERIENCED. It cannot be matched by words.
  
   
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Perhaps that is its value.
 +
"Well, that's an interesting idea."
   
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At least one person, one of them may have been a child though it's unclear, called Sandy a gorgon and she did nothing to dissuade the notion! Rumors about as far as what this could mean.
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In addition to my august self, I brought with me a most treasured package. Your LETTERS, of course. Then, standing on the border of Dragonier, I boomed them in my loudest voice! I clashed drums, and symbols! I sang!
  
   
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===Kirday, Quintoos 30, 1019===
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And then wights and there was an ungodly roar that shook me to my bones--the EXPERIENCE! But, your message WAS DELIVERED!
  
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====Bring Out Your Dead!====
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If rumors from the Guild are true, a band of adventurers were called in to address yet another deathly problem! The adventurers brought back large, rolled parchments that appeared to show the rituals for raising the dead.
   
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Creatures raised in this manner appeared to be quite happy. One could say almost grateful, to have their life returned to them. So happy, that the final illumination on this parchment shows them playing music and dancing.
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My warmest regards,
  
   
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They're very grateful raised dead.
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Gearbear Sparkthistle
  
   
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OOC: This ties into a PrP by Kisaiya!
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PS Some of the messages seem to have possessed additional effects upon reading. Never fear! I am SINGED but UNHARMED! Copies of the letters follow. (Wights my friends, spirited away the originals! Haha!)
  
   
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====The Romance of Yaritan!====
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PPS Per suggestions, I at great difficulty (I jest, this was of course a simple task for my magnificently oiled, gnomish body, signed paintings to be purchased at the Adventurer's Guild) delivered a crate of cats. However, the cats proceeded to run past a ladder against a house, then to shatter what glass was left in an attempt to get inside. Perhaps the CATS will cancel out the bad luck that Heth has had thus far. Dare we hope?
  
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Sales of the CRIMSON PEN's latest hit the shelves late this evening! Within hours, copies were sold out. This has printers in a flurry of panic! We've provided an excerpt, below:
   
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Yaritan, handsome devil that he was, stood manfully in the doorway! His chest was broad enough to burst stone! "Hull has betrayed you, my love," he said severely, and strode towards her. His features were etched with concern.
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''Dear Heth,''
  
   
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The mul, Hyria, lowered her eyelashes. Hull's unmanly, betraying weakness burned like a fire in her heart. She felt herself swoon in anger!
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''Die in a fire.''
  
   
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Yaritan reached out a hand to steady her. Her fingers, trembling, cupped his chin. Then, she sighed as she gazed deeply into his eyes. "Whatever shall I do?" she whispered. A furious tear made its way down her heartshaped face.
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''Signed, Marcus''
  
   
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The Seers too, seem caught in the craze. The Temple of Eluna, in a surprise move, bought at least thirty copies, which just speaks to the Crimson's universal appeal!
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''Dear Heth,''
  
   
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===Tariday, Quintoos 28, 1019===
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''Please enjoy the enclosed cookies, none of which are decorated with Necklaces of Fireballs. Also, check up on your children, you may be missing a few. The two are completely unrelated.''
  
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====Interview with the CRIMSON PEN!====
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"We're aware of it, of course. Such a shame, really. ...oh! He's a devilishly handsome man, but he's gone a courting, you know." The words belong to one of the three sisters, an alliance who form the Crimson Pen here in Alexandria! I'd come to them that morning to ask about their newest novel.
   
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"Well, we'd wanted to do it about a wizard, you see. A man who struggles with his ability to see beyond his eg--I mean, magic," one sister added.
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''Hugs and Spiderkisses, Alba'''
  
   
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"Classic tale, really. But with a romantic twist!" went a third.
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"Yes. And then we'd heard about the Conquerer. But..." here, the other, other sister wrinkled her nose. "...he says he's here to court. He says."
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''Dear Heth, here's a puzzle for you - how do you end the song that never ends. Kthxbai.''
  
   
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What? I'd asked. I'd thought he was here to make Alexandria better again?
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''Regards, Voselle en'Rrdhatru''
  
   
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"...well, he says that. To give him credit, he has preaching about improvement and self-betterment when we'd talked with him. But, rumors on the street, you know. They say things. And who knows if they're true?"
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There are nods all around.
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''My Dearest Heth, ''
  
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''I hope this letter reaches you and that you will give it thought and consideration. It has recently been noted that you are embarking upon a quest to destroy the world and turn it into a pale dark shadow of what it is now. A sentiment I sometimes share if I am to be honest, for the stupidity of man is surely one of the greatest forces in the universe and only the utter destruction of the world we know could rid us of this. However as it is a diverse world that would give credit to some of the wisdom it has to offer on the other hand. So it is with these things I mind that I present you with a thought. First and foremost I would look to suggest a grander scope for your plans. You sir are very nearly if not already a god upon this mortal plane. Yet consider that none of the gods hold total way over this realm. Now surely you could spread your power and turn all to ash and the void but would it not be a greater challenge to Lord over all of this realm as it is currently? With all its peoples and flaws as it is. No being has done it before, not even the gods rule supreme. So I put the challenge before you. Seek not to destroy but one pitiful realm but take on a goal worthy of your power, prestige and might. Becomes the supreme lord over everything, force even the gods to bow to you and all your supreme power. Destruction is easy but ruling, true ruling over all things is a grand task nobody has succeeded at. Yet anyhow. ''
  
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''Forever in your defiance, Terewin, Knight of the Blue Rose''
  
   
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"Ooooh! What if the Conquerer were the wizard!" chimed in her other, other sister. "Well, just INSPIRATION, of course. You have to take it where you find it, and a tale of tragic, love-lorn reform is always popular..."
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I allowed that inspiration certainly does, though personally, I have doubts about this particular source of inspiration. I tried to prod them to get back to the earlier idea, or anything about a release date--but they were already deep in discussion! So, readers, we are in the same boat! We'll find out what happens once it hits the shelves!
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''HETH, GREAT PALADIN WILL GET YOU!''
  
   
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===Variday, Quintoos 27, 1019===
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''Signed, Sandy OMG Such a Fan!''
  
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====Small and Missing====
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"...I don't know what we're going to do." The hushed words may be heard among the Vardamen. Since Heth's disciple ripped open their crypts two weeks ago, few if any of them have gotten any sleep.
   
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"Children are still going missing."
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"What, out near the Museum?"
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''Enclosed in this letter are a pair of foul smelling socks! The note instructs the Gnomish Traveller to: "PLease throw these into Dragonier. I am told dragons have very sensitive noses and the smell will be offensive."''
  
   
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"...I'm afraid so. It's probably just--"
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"Do we sound the alarm, then?"
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''Dear Heth: When you conquer the known world can I be elevated to be the Keeper of Your Library? I'll keep it stocked with dragon snacks for us both and even bring pens suitable for our giant, clawed hands.''
  
   
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"We have to, but. ...quietly. I don't think the city can take a second panic. Third, with the demons loose."
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''Signed, Amoxtli''
  
   
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They pause. Stop. Then, roll up their sleeves because there's no rest for anyone, nor will there be for some time.
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OOC: This ties to the Oasis plotline. This specific rumor is intended for Vardamen, Serrielian, and Daeusite PCs, primarily!
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''Message to Dragonier:''
  
   
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''I'm not sure how this is going to work or if even anyone would find or read this letter. But, on a whim, I write to you, in the hopes that one day I could learn more of your culture and your ways. It pains me that much of your history and lore may have been lost or at the very least remains beyond my reach. Would that I could visit your lands without fear for my life and see the Majesty of your kingdom. It is a small wish of an apprentice wizard. But, without such wishes, we would never push ourselves to exceed the expectations placed upon us by others. I hope that whomever it is that is reading this letter knows that there is at least one person still in the world who does not look upon you with fear but with wonder and awe.''
 
   
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''Yours in Study, Gedryn ...of no where important''
  
   
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
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===Variday, Quintoos 27, 1019===
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====Delighted to be Here!====
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"I'm delighted to be here," reported the Conquerer Ravifan. The emissary from Charn made his way into the city three weeks ago. He says he'd been quiet about his presence, given, "undue prejudice of course. Those who do not respect free will, or a man's right to choose his own destiny." He hopes, he says, to offer benefit to Alexandria's community.
   
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Whatever that means.
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'''Advice for the Gentleman Adventurer!'''
  
   
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OOC: This loosely ties into the Oasis plotline.
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In today's day and age there are more choices for the fashion conscience gentleman on adventure. While khazadi plaid may be to go to for most these days the true fashionable gentleman will always look for the next big thing.
 
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One of today's greatest gnomish armor smiths, Ralpho Laurencia, has developed the latest in mithril chain shirts! With a deep v-neck, ultra-thin underpadding and his patented elastic slim fit that will ensure you will always look your best in profile. All the while never giving up the protective qualities one seeks in armor. A must-have this adventuring season!
 
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Another notable fashion piece is the new black Trail-belt by Faby'O. Featuring twice the pocket space of the standard belt in the same space, it is truly an advancement for the gentleman on the go. Of course it is made from supple owlbear leather and features the brilliant and precise stitching we have come to expect from the llyranesi leatherworker Faby'O. Get yours today.
  
   
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===Tariday, Quintoos 29, 1018===
  
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE====
  
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=====Front Page=====
  
   
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'''Our Report on Rune'''
  
   
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===Kirday, Quintoos 23, 1019===
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The Alexandrian government reports that Rune vanished from the earth this last Variday, Quintoos 21, 1018. As of this time, it appears a massive translocation effect was used, not unlike that used on Alexandria (unwillingly) years ago. Referred to as 'The Time of Mists,' Alexandria vanished for 5 years. To the world, this appeared to be only weeks.
  
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====Horses and Ponys Wanted!====
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Some Sisters of the Hands of Ithildin are preparing to hold a small Fair for the Orphans of the city and Grush has been posting flyers around the Adventurers Guild asking for the loan of Horses or Ponys for an event. More Volunteers are also welcome, especially any Bards or anyone good with children. Anyone interested in helping out can find Grush staying at the Fernwood Pub!
   
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===Variday, Quintoos 20, 1019===
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Rune however, was able to control its disappearance and arrival. In a report issued to both Alexandrian officials, and the Tribune, Rune states that the act was done to thwart efforts by Heth to convert both Rune's and Dran's dead into undeath on the battlefield.
 
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====Devilish Returns!====
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Supplicants near Temple Square reported panic this last week when a pit fiend thrust his way onto the square, alongside several dark angels. They reported his horrific and pleasure-filled laughter as he described the destruction he would bring.
   
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Local adventurers and faithful quickly engaged the creature. Reportedly, local hero Lady Sandiel was among responders, and turned into a great, silver dragon and shot him with rainbows. \(See illustration to the left\; pull tabs to animate the rainbow breath!\)
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The battle had just begun to turn thanks in part by the arrival of khazad forces against the Dranei. The khazad had faced similar losses during their great summit, due to double-dealing by Arendt with tribes from Stormgarde, and involvement from the khazad-ur. They seemed eager to strike back.
 
   
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During the event, a strange green mist filled the courtyard. Mar'Tek dissolved into a tear-shaped stone that according to local Seers, radiated mana. A local Sunguard also clarified that the devil, Mar'Tek had been under surveilence for some time. However, he recently eluded his captors, a situation that is still being investigated. They suspect collusion with Asumit, and hope that his death will put a stop to those plans for some time.
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Individual reports to follow in this edition.
  
   
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Post battle, warriors of light arrived from the Heavens. Apparently Mar'Tek was well-known among them.
   
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The Temples are currently working to cleanse the area. In this, they're assisted by local adventurers and faithful.
   
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====Farmer's Market Opens!====
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'''Iron Tide Falls! ...Arendt, too?'''
  
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Often considered an 'afterthought' to the larger city, the Pointe is beginning to show its own. A month ago, the Point began hosting its own Farmer's Market. Spearheaded by followers of the Green in combination with local villagers, the market features fresh fruits, vegetables, and meats. Seafood is popular, given the Alexandros' peninsula's position in the midst of the sea, though other varieties are found as well.
   
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The Market is held every weekend during the harvest and trapping seasons.
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Rune's sacrifice saved a great many lives, including those of the Dranei. This has apparently shifted the balance between citizens of the two countries, and not in Arendt's favor. In addition, one of Arendt's closest advisors was outed as a servant of Heth. What this means is unknown, but the Tide may be disbanded for now. Arendt's fate itself is uncertain. Though supposedly deposed, he is an ambitious man, and the world should not expect to see the last of him.
  
   
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OOC: You're invited to RP! Contact Durrankar and other followers of the Green for details, and bring your appetite!
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[[image:heth.jpg|center|thumb]]
  
   
   
   
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===Kesenday, Quintoos 17, 1019===
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'''Alexandria's Status, Post Dran and Rune War and the Position of Heth'''
  
  +
====A rainbow dragon?====
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The word has spread the city was attacked by demons. Temple square is a wreck, but what people are most insterested about is that there was a rainbow dragon! Some onlookers dared to edge closer and saw lady Sandiel not only turn into a dragon, but can now breath out rainbows! Whispers and word quickly spread, that Sandy is the Lady Rainbow Dragon!
   
  +
====Art Museum Now History?====
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Strategists find most worrisome the emergence of Heth from Dragonier. This is the first time the great dragon had set foot outside of the fallen nation and it does not bode well. His armies now even more bolstered by the transformation of army dead into wights has lead to renewed major power negotiations on how to contain them. With these negotiations no longer sidetracked by the Dran and Rune war, and the Tide-driven coup in Dun Morden, politicians expect discussions to renew, and forces to move into place.
 
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"It's contained," are the first words the white-faced Mourner said during the interview. With rumors rampant over the events of last night, temples are understandably on edge. The faithful are working hard and appear to have things contained for now. Yet, officials still struggle to uncover what happened.
   
  +
According to eyewitness reports, an unknown force breached the museum's mountainside wall. Hundreds of lovingly made pieces by Alexandria's own are now held captive in the museum by wights, undead, and other creatures that escaped from Alexandria's undermountain crypts.
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Rumors suggest that Heth himself may not be killed, but contained. This is due the the presence of a "Void" within him. The details of what this "Void" is are forthcoming, and we hope to have a report by the Arcanists soon.
  
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Alexandrian elite report their gratitude towards the return of its irregulars back within the city. As a safety measure, political leaders have ordered the Planar Disjunction Canon be readied.
 
   
  +
In the meantime, an enraged Merchant Tangisir has declared an intent to "organize recoveries." The statement was issued through intermediaries as the usually conversational dragon was not available for an interview. The Kashanis, the family behind the museum project have also issued a statement of condemnation against "Thul and His disgusting servants."
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Now, the attention of the Council is squarely on dealing with local problems while pushing for a combined effort to retake Dragonier. A strategy of continued containment for Dragnier while finding solutions to defeat Heth seems to be their goal. For now, however, entirely too many local problems have persisted which will now need to be dealt with.
 
   
  +
Other rumors persist, suggesting involving of a Heth cultist, a shining, rainbow blade welded by an oruch, and other elements too otherworldly to possibly be true.
   
  +
OOC: This ties into the Oasis plotline! I'll be updating the museum description, shortly. At the moment, you can visit and see some of the trapped treasures. The glass sword made it out thanks to Grush's bravery. Everything else...!
   
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====Marvels of Modern Medicine!====
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'''Fires in Alexandria'''
  
  +
In a lighter article, the Tribune includes a "Marvels of Modern Medicine!" piece. "Inspired by wonders unforseen" within the museum, the piece offers discussion on advancements in artifice to replace damaged limbs.
   
  +
It had been intended to be part of a larger, more hopeful work. In light of current events, however, the paper is providing it as-is, that it "might still bring hope and joy to some Alexandrians."
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Fires were reported in Alexandria. Details forthcoming as we find them, though rumors suggest they were tied to a cult.
  
   
  +
Included with the article is a paper doll, with "swappable, stylish artifice limbs and accessories!" Drawn by a Tribune artist, the accessories are "more or less" accurate.
   
  +
One option includes a bear-shark punching arm.
   
  +
The paper doll looks suspiciously like Stirling. It is posable, with exchangeable faces of varying degrees of scowl.
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'''Charn Warship Damaged During Battle, No One is Sad'''
  
   
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The noted warship belonging to Charn, the Wraith, suffered some kind of explosion during the battle. Heth is suspected, but rumors of a sith-Makar being behind it persist. Though damaged, the Charnish soldiers and workers aboard it seemed able to jury-rig enough repairs to get it flying again and out of Rune. Of course, nobody is really sad to see them go.
  
   
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
  
   
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===Kirday, Quintoos 16, 1019===
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'''Parody Entertains Noble District'''
  
  +
====Artistic troubles!====
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Rumors are flying about that a dragon was at the opening of the museum! A bronze dragon at that!
   
  +
However, tragedy struck as said bronze dragon ended up in a battle and undead started to pour out of an opening in a wall created by a void dragon, rumored to be Heth itself. The wights were fought back, despite the lack of air created by the presence of the void dragon, by many of the people that were at the presentation. Not only an elven archmage who was destroying undead with a word, but an elven archer who kept people safe with his splendid shooting, a brave oruch warrior who was more determined to keep people safe than her own safety using a glass sword, a apparent cleric of Eluna who kept giving the bronze dragon healing magic, a woman dragging people out, and an althean cleric who kept using her divine grace to destroy undead with blue flame, but leapt onto the tail of the bronze dragon to heal many of its wounds so the bronze could seemingly kill that void dragon.
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The following parody has been heard sung in certain parlours and salons in the Noble District. While its origin is unknown at this time, it is believed to be a parody of racial tensions in Alexandria. Whatever its intent, it has caused some discord and uncomfortable chuckles.
 
   
  +
The Temple of Vardama and the Hunters of the Dead are currently investigating.
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:Oh give me a home,
  
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:That is free from a gnome,
  
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:Where we don't constantly live in fear,
  
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:They're bringing their tricks,
  
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:They're bringing their crime,
  
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:Throw the gnomes out of Alexandria!
  
   
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(To follow up, speak to Mikilos, Astaren, Grush, Sasha, Kisaiya, Ga'Elian and Rhar)
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:Gnomes! Gnomes are so strange!
  
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:When they're out don't let your kids play!
  
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:So seldom is heard,
  
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:An intelligent word,
  
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:About gnomes from the council today!
  
   
  +
====What's Under the Mountain?====
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The song goes on to extol the sins of various other humanoid species, including the arvek nar, gobbers, sith-makar and mul'niessa. Most are considered too offensive to publish.
  
  +
As tidings of wight hordes and Heth spread through Alexandria and beyond like wildfire, some citizens react by hunkering down in their homes, others by running to the temple district or the Castellum for answers. The smart people, though, are putting their trust in Alexandria's world-famed adventurers.
   
  +
One of these adventurers, the wild elf archer Ga'Elian recounted that when the wall of the museum was breached, he got the idea that the hordes of wights spilling into the museum might have been bursting out of the catacombs under the mountain temple of Vardama, as both buildings are excavated out of the same part of the mountain on the southwest of Alexandria. The museum having now been temporarily sealed to contain the hosts of undead within, Ga'Elian ran off toward the Gray Lady's Mountain Temple in case the desecrated corpses began to burst out of it, too.
   
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====Dragons Suck!====
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'''Trials of the Tribune Comic!'''
  
  +
"No really, they do! Not like they're bad sort of thing, like they literally do! It looked like the sky, it was there and every breath it drew in it SUCKED THE AIR FROM THE ROOM!" The man was on the corner, yelling it at everyone who would pass by. Of course everyone heard of the antics at the museum, the fight, the undead. But this one was dead set on informing people on the danger of dragons.
   
  +
"What else do you know that can do that?!" He throws his arms out and grabs one of the passing people, "YOU! YOU! Have you heard of this?! Can you believe this?! What sort of sorcery could do that?!" The man who was grabbed by the talker stumbled backward and looked about frantically for help but there was nothing to be had. A whip to one way, a whip to the other and they hurry off quickly, covering the side of their face so they don't see the crazy one.
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[[image:Trib_genie.png|thumb|center]]
  
   
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"I MEAN IT! It's incredible! You all should've been there! You should've seen it! I LITERALLY SUFFOCATED PEOPLE!"
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=====Personal and Editorials=====
  
   
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===Tariday, Quintoos 14, 1019===
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'''Looking for Group!'''
  
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====Ads: The Forge!====
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Two ads appear in the Tribune!
   
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'''ADVENTURERS WANTED!'''
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Looking for able-bodied and -minded inviduals to form an expedition to Emereth.
  
   
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Are you tired of boring old, heavily manufactured magic items, made from unnatural, renewable resources?
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Payment provided from spoils of treasure and loot.
  
   
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Do you want Hand Crafted, fully Organic, completely Unique Artisanal Arms and Armor? Come on down to the Meat Forge! A new boutique opening up in the Market District. Business is by appointment only. Contact Stownz or Styx Bethroke for quotes and fittings.
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All applicants must be physically and mentally able to deal with cold weather and other harsh conditions of the northern wastes.
  
   
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All inquiries to Jokul
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All products are Non-Vegan!
   
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'''BRAVE ADVENTURERS WANTED!'''
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''Editor's Note: There was a bizarre smudge of ink after the name, like someone had started writing a family name there only to immediately decide against it.''
  
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:ADVENTURERS WANTED
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:HUNT EXOTIC AND DEADLY BEASTS
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:BIG MONEY REWARDS
   
  +
The Meat Forge is offering large bounties for the hunting of Monsters! Contact Stownz or Styx Bethroke for more information!
   
  +
OOC: Rumours are for a plot that will be running soon! Direct any inquires to Grush!
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'''A Totally Not Long-Winded Editorial on the History of Arcane Practice and Guardianship'''
  
   
  +
===Variday, Quintoos 13, 1019===
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With the vanishing of Rune, and its reappearance, now could not be a more appropriate time to touch on the history of magic. While Rune today, and now our various magicking schools across the nations, represent the pinnacle of arcane achievement on Ea, their history goes back to the appearance of dragons, and the arrival of the sildanyari.
  
  +
====Rumors Plague Museum Opening====
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  +
Just a week before its opening, the Museum of Reflections appears plagued by troubles. In addition to reports yesterday, theft of a museum piece was reported to the local guild.
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Our oldest references tell us that it was the dragons who first developed the arcane principle. Knowledgable and powerful, they passed this knowledge onto the sildanyari, where it would later spread to the world.
 
   
  +
Thankfully, adventurers were able to return the piece without harm. Hopefully this isn't suggestive of the Museum's future!
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The conflict between Taara and other deities over its guardianship is as old as this. During the early days, Taara manipulated mana to sunder the sildanyari apart. Of course, depending on which history book you look at, the tale will be somewhat different. However, it does give us a new perspective, at the very least, on Eluna's more recent role.
 
   
  +
OOC: This is tied to the Oasis arc. Thank you, Kisaiya, for running this PrP! Please contact Walery, Gimrig, Shagara, or Chay for details.
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Sage "I am Hip" Balten, of Alexandria's School of Divination, Progressive Arcanists
  
   
  +
The Museum of Reflections opens this week.
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[[image:Trib_gnomewiz.png|thumb|center]]
  
   
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===Variday, Quintoos 06, 1019===
  +
====Museum Opens, Soon!====
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Lady Kashani is seeking art and unique crafts to be featured in her upcoming gala, to benefit young craftsfolk in Alexandria!
   
  +
Please drop Beaglefinder an @mail if you'd like your work featured! This will also be an open scene on the 15th, which should branch out into hopefully, more plots. :D
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====Great Paladin Advice Column====
  
   
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[[image:Glass_dragon_by_cb_dragoness.jpg|thumb|center]]
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Q: Great Paladin, what toppings do you put on your breakfast waffles?
  
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A: Breakfast consists of a cool, refreshing glass of water and precisely two and a half flavourless rice waifers. Nothing should distract from the pursuit of justice.
  
   
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However, were I a waffle or pancake eater, I would top it with whipped cream and strawberries.
  
   
   
  +
===Eliday, Rhaltaas 29, 1019===
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Q: Great Paladin, what if you're a paladin of the god of cooking and being a gourmet is part of your code?
  
  +
====Refugee Assistance?====
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A: I would question the existance of such a paladin as I can't imagine the god of cooking to be within one step away from Lawful Good. Some recipes are downright evil.
  
  +
The Myrrish Ambassador in Alexandria is, it is said, under works to offer more assistance to those who have traveled to the city. This is all under wraps, of course. The 'cold civil war' is barely acknowledged as-is.
   
  +
===Tariday, Daeshen 19, 1019===
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====Succesful Party!====
  +
The Thrasing Dancers are monastic order that is often found in Fate's Spire Monastary. This Tariday, Daeshen 19, they threw a party where they performed elaborate dance routines and encouraged many great adventuters to join them. As this was completed, according to rumor, an object bequeathed to them by an elder of their order split open and reveled an odd silver key that was 'too hot to touch'.
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  +
The monks have gone into seclusion, but hey, it was a great party.
   
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===Ceriday, Daeshen 16, 1019===
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''GREAT PALADIN STANDARD DISCLAIMER -- I cannot be held accountable for anyone creatively interpreting my answers, nor reading such things in them that I clearly would not intend. Such as illegal activities. Or racism.''
  
  +
====Magical Girl Theory Proven====
  +
We are pleased to report that Alexandria has seen its first emergence of a 'magical girl.' A magical girl, according to Arcanist Jenneth at the Society, is someone whose powers are enhanced by outfit changes. Lady Sandiel is believed to have displayed some of these symptoms. Until now, it was believed to have been only arcane theory.
   
  +
"A few months ago, she started wearing dresses, and inviting you out to tea," a neighbor of Sandy's testified. "But then sometimes, like a week ago, she'd wear something rougher and seemed you know. Changed, but not the same as she was before," he added hastily.
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''Editor's Note: We here at the Tribune would state that the Great Paladin's mention of pancakes is as a nod towards fairness and equality. It is not taken to be an endorsement of the Pancake Conspiracy. Viva butter-filled and delicious breakfast squares!''
  
   
  +
The Tribune is still investigating. It is apparent that Lady Sandiel has undergone a number of outfit, and personality, changes in the last year. If proven true, this would be a breakthrough for arcane studies everywhere.
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===Gilday, Quintoos 09, 1018===
  
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE====
  
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=====Front Page=====
  
   
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OOC: Contact Sandy, Kisaiya, Delilah, or Ga'Elian for rumor followup!
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'''Good sails, Master Tangisir!'''
  
   
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OOC2: Contact Sandy only if you are very, very brave!
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His business finished for the autumn, we report that Merchant Tangisir and his quiet accomplice Jaidat are returning to Veyshan. A young, bronze dragon with promise among the merchant guilds, he claims at least two cousins among Alexandria's own.
  
   
  +
===Variday, Daeshen 11, 1019===
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"It has been a pleasure," the young dragon reported to the Tribune. Tangisir caused ripples this last season with his presentation of tlagi, a rare tea crafted from an even rarer desert flower. "My familiy had an usual crop this season. A little surplus," he had said at the time. The tlagi is well-known in tea circles for its unique combination of flavors. It is said it carries all flavors, from the crisp sunrise of the desert morning to its heated sunset. A thousand poems have been made of its petals.
  
  +
====Disturbance in the catacombs====
  +
A group of adventurers was sent on an emergency foray into the catacombs by the temple of Vardama last night.
   
  +
Something disrupted one of the seals maintained by the temple, and one tomb was disturbed by newly risen undead harassing a spirit normally confined there. A cataloguing activity may still be underway to determine if other areas were affected.
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He suggests that he will return next season, if Alexandria shows an interest in the flower. "Perhaps I may make the journey anyway," he added. "After all, my family is here." Whether he returns or not, the dragon's presence has "infused" some much-needed flavor into the local tea houses.
  
   
  +
At least one of the adventurers on the scene seemed to have a slightly unclear understanding of what actually happened although she insisted that wine and hormones were somehow involved.
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Good sails, Master Tangisir!
  
   
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===Kirday, Daeshen 07, 1019===
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====Reflections====
  +
Kiya Lashani, a half-sil of some repute in the noble district, is glad to announce the construction of a new manor within Alexandria's Upper City. That is, east of the River. "I wish to call it the Hall of Reflections, but that may change. The name came to the tip of my tongue, but that may be a little overused, do you think?" she told the Tribune. Why the Hall of Reflections?
   
  +
"I've had the greatest fascination with glass since I was a child. The way it can be turned and inspired to great heights. The semi-translucency of it as art. I hope to honor all Alexandrian artists with the manor. I look forward to hosting many events, there. Well, whatever it may end up being called. I'm sure Reos' daughter will offer Her whispers, when it's done."
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'''Gnomen Noodles are Warmth in a Cup!'''
  
   
  +
Lady Lashani's family is known for their quiet generosity. The Tribune expects the new manor to be a tribute to Alexandria and its people.
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When we reported on the Gnomen Noodles trend last Hattanani 27, we thought they were "one of those trends" that was seeing a surge in popularity. However, winter has given this ancient foodstuff an unexpected boost. Though invented hundreds ago by the practical khazad under the title "Soup-in-a-Cup," gnomish ingenuity has turned it into a robust industry.
  
   
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OOC: This ties into the Oasis mini-arcs, and may tie into future storylines. - Lahar
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Bonbargo Sparkgrinder over at Fizzy Muffintorque reports they're launching a new Owlshly Beary flavor of Gnomen Noodle. "We're basing it around the robust flavor of owlbear, with a hint of summer months! Perfect for the chill weather!" Each cup will come with a small packet of dried fruits.
  
   
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Cladget Butterfoods is proud to announce its "Hint of Elemental" line, which comes in hot (fire), smooth (water), and similar flavors.
  
   
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Both brands are expected to hit stands by the end of the week, just in time for the snow. They and similar hot foods may prove more popular than usual this winter. Weathermages throughout the city have said to expect an unusually cold winter.
  
   
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===Kirday, Callem 31, 1019===
  +
====Just Terrible!====
  +
"His mind is terrible! Just terrible!" is heard out of the Theatre District. Referring apparently, to Asumit.
   
  +
"Yes, Asumit! Oh, it's terrible. All that knowledge, used for, for...oh dear. Well, you know the sorts of things demons do. He gets all...all..." the gnome pauses, then leans in, "...it delights him." And by now he's pale. "In the worst possible...I mean...oh dear. Oh dear. Excuse me. I'm going to throw up, again."
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
  
   
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OOC: This refers to the scene Whirl ran last night, ongrid! Multiple folks were there, though I do not have a list handy. >.< It ties into the Asumit arc.
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'''The Crimson Pen's Final Edition??'''
  
   
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===Gilday, Callem 30, 1019===
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''Warning: This article contains potential spoilers.''
  
  +
====Tremors and Troubles====
  +
Late in the evening of Tariday, Callem 29th, the massive earth elemental that has been a constant fixture on Alexandria's mountain road for so long stirred to life, dropping debris to the street while crowds gathered to see what all the rumbling and commotion was about. The Sildanyari archmage Mikilos was heard to say that the elemental mentioned a great shattering, as of something yet to happen. It then proceeded to trudge toward a cliff overlooking the sea, then witnesses say it melted into the ground, only to reemerge at the beach. A similarly enormous water elemental then rose up, then after a while they both disappeared into their respective elements. A group of adventurers were on the scene, and were heard to speculate that some unnatural phenomenon might be affecting both creatures at the sea floor.
   
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<OOC> This is open for legwork. Inquire with Whirlpool. Players involved can share details: Mikilos, Durrankar, Malorn, Viranchi, and Elian.
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In the previous edition of Alexandria's greatest mystery-romance, the Crimson Pen shocked fans by leaving Mereth poisoned! We were told how he lay crumpled, in Dandy's arms.
 
   
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Thanks, Whirl, for keeping things interesting.
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In this latest tale, the TRECHEROUS JYRANA comes face to face with Dandy! Dandy, inconsolate after the horrors of Mereth's death. Did Jyrana poison him? Was it a mysterious, unnamed third party? The mysteries abound, and this reporter cannot wait to finish the latest in the series!
  
   
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====Mud====
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It is impossible to understate the popularity of this series within Alexandria, and the mystery author only adds to its "mystery of mysteryness," according to one avid reader, Gim Bordi. We at the Tribune have received letter after letter of outrage at the manly Merth's demise! There is no more walking space in this reporter's office.
  
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A year ago...we saw an elemantal come to us. It spoke of pain and went silent. Although other shamans have come forward, and investigated to our shame none of us were able to understand.
   
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Today...today we gained in understanding. At the mountains, I asked the spirits to gift my tongue, and called upon the elemental's own language. It rumbled to us, Mage Mikilos and myself, about the world shattering, and told us that things were unstable, underneath.
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Unfortunately, we at the Tribune do not know the Crimson Pen's true identity. However, we advise readers to be WARY.
 
   
  +
The more it talked, the more it moved towards the water. I saw it meet another there, a spirit of water. They stared at each other, not moving for a while, just staring, territorial, and then left...earth to earth...water to water...
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Mereth's death has inspired many "copycat" authors to recraft the ending. Within one of these "copycat editions" Mereth rises from the dead to rescue his beloved! Another copy delivered to our office reveals that Jyrana was a dragon all along. While some are undoubtedly motivated by Mereth's tragic plight, their publications muddy finding the true story.
  
   
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...I do not know what it means. I ask shamans, shamans of scale and those without, to gather and share wisdom. We must understand.
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Will the Crimson Pen survive the controversy??
  
   
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Letter given to the Green of Alexandria, from Durrankar of the shaman caste, in service to the Empress of my people.
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=====Lost and Found=====
  
   
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===Gilday, Callem 23, 1019===
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Found: Kickball-sized ball of fuzz. Appears to make a "gnarp" noise. Free to anyone--ohgodithasmylegHELP
  
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====A Ship Afire!====
  +
A ship spontaneously combust in the Northern Tornmawr late last evening. The combustion was said to be caused by demons and proceeded more quickly than any natural flame. One survivor is reported, and investigations are underway. In the meantime, we at the Tribune are pleased to announce a more detailed (if fanciful) account of the event by the returning CRIMSON PEN!!!
   
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Lost: Small hat with a blue trim, red silk interior. Please return to Ilgam at Ma Rosie's if found.
  
   
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Excerpt from: "Merwin the Brave and Bold!"
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Lost: Pale scarf with amber beading. Please contact Fizclok at Ma Rosie's if found.
  
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By the CRIMSON PEN
   
  +
"...my hero," the sailor quavered, as he looked deeply into Merewin's eyes. He grimaced, ruggedly. Though his wounds were grave, his stubble was as yet, perfect.
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Free: Chip's is offering a free beer with every purchase of our new, bbq platter! Offer good through Variday only!
  
   
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"I'll never let you go," whispered Merewin, the daring, dashing swashbuckler who'd rescued him and dragged him ashore.
   
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"You saved me from the flames. I saw hell...and now...I behold heaven!"
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==Recent Rumors (1018)==
  
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===Korday, Rhaltas 20, 1018===
  
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=====Front Page=====
  
   
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"Of course," demurred Merewin. "My hair is perfect. What sailor could resist?"
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'''The Green Takes on Heth in Upcoming Hunt'''
  
   
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The Temple of Gilead reports its readiness for the upcoming Hunt. "We are prepared this season to answer the cry of the Green, which has too long been ignored between the petty struggles of Dran and Rune!" came a statement from one of the Hunters leading the effort.
  
   
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Current editions of are being sold on the streets of Alexandria! More (actual reporting) on the story as it develops!
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"Heth sinks his claws into the Green, as we mortals look carelessly away. He also hunts the souls there. How many are left behind, held there by his immense gravity? That is why we have chosen the borderlands for the Hunt." The Temple declared it would lead with "action, as well as word." Whether souls are left behind is a matter of debate, though statements from the Daeusite temples seem to confirm it.
  
   
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"While Heth is no demon, he shares some aspects with them. For example, the hunger for power. We saw recently the Binder Asumit's recent attempt, which was thwarted by the heroes of Alexandria, as well as an alliance between the local Temples of Light, as well as assistance from Myrddion," Sunguard Flask said, when asked about the possibility.
  
   
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OOC: This is in response to an impromptu scene ongrid involving Terewin, Aznara, and Galidor. Contact them for IC details! It ties into a greater arc by WHIRLPOOPIN'!
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The Temple of Vardama says it expects a number of its faithful to join in, as well. They have also offered their expertise on creatures within the borderlands. Surprisingly, a local priest of Thul also stepped forward, but no one is taking him seriously.
 
   
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===Tariday, Callem 15, 1019===
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====Odd Dreams====
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A great many people have been experiencing odd dreams as of late about dolls, puppets, and a young girl. They say she's asking them questions about city life, believe it or not, to which they feel oddly compelled to answer.
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In any case, enough people have had similar dreams that the Elunans are investigating.
   
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===Tariday, Callem 15, 1019===
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'''Instant Fortified Warrior an Instant Disaster!'''
  
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====Plant Monsters Bedevil the Nobles ====
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For the last two weeks, despite the best efforts of the guards to keep it quiet, several plant monsters have been bedeviling the upper trades The attacks are believed to be connected and orchestrated by someone with an axe to grind. Perhaps a mad gardener upset at puns about his trade? Who can say?
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Alexandria's infamous inventive duo, Brundle and Fythe, made their triumphant return to Alexandria just in time to foul up a fair! Their so-called 'Instant Fortified Warrior' grew to ridiculous sizes before being brought back down to size by the intellect of the souls present.
 
 
 
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In any case, the guards are suggesting cautiou and any suspect plant growths should be reported to the Watch until the situation is resolved.
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Brundle and Fythe have spoken with officials. The Watch expressed its concern that the two will, hopefully, not beleaguer the citizen of Alexandria further with their antics.
 
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On condition of anonymity, an official at the fair was commented as saying: Yeah, and pigs may fly. Then again, this has actually happened, so...
  
   
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
  
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'''The Crimson Pen Strikes Again!'''
  
   
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===Korday, Callem 10, 1019===
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The Crimson Pen's latest has hit the stands, and copies are already selling out. In it, the Pen introduces a new character. Dandy, the gentle-voiced Myrrish sil, cannot decide if she wants to escape Mereth's manly clutches! Jyrana, jealous of them both, turns down the dark path of poisoner in an act of desperate revenge! Can Mereth's manly strength save them all? An excerpt follows;
  
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====Foul Games!====
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It's that time of year again! And by that time, we mean the time every other year in which creators from around
   
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Alexandria come together for the bi-annual festival and or gathering to support the rightfully unsanctioned sports and other recreational events of the greater Alexandria area (FAOGTSTRUSAOREOTGAA). This will be the 16th FAOGTSTRUSAOREOTGAA, and we believe it will be the best yet. Though details are light, rumor is that the Hedge Hogger's league will be making a reappearance, as will Bugbear Edd's Tasty Taco Cart. If you've never attended this festival, consider purchasing a ticket. The venue will be small, so stay ahead of the crowd. Tickets can be bought at the Tribune station, or, alternatively, you can enter our raffle to win two VIP passes and ten free tacos from Edd's cart! It promises to be an exciting event, and we hope to meet all of you there!
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:Mereth and Dandy met under the Highbridge, away from the eyes of all but the most wretched peasants - who, having no taste of love themselves, sat in ashamed awe of their forbidden love.
  
   
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(OOC: IC advertising for an upcoming PRP. Page Garrahk if interested in the raffle.)
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:"Mereth," Dandy whispered, "I think I'm being followed."
  
   
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===Gilday, Callem 09, 1019===
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:Mereth frowned manfully. "But by whom, my dulcet darling? Who would dare follow you into splendor but myself?"
  
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====River Stew-ards====
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"We must be better stewards." That was the message from the Green sent to the City Council this week. The item of discussion was the Tornmawr River and bay area. The Tornmawr River is a major trade channel for Alexandros, as well as neighboring countries and city-states.
   
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As such, it can get clogged with traffic and trade debris. This is most evident within the city of Alexandria, itself.
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:"You know who," Dandy said, pressing an alabaster hand to her brow. "It is Jyrana! I see her at the market, I see her in the gardens, even in my mirror at night!"
  
   
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The Green has increased its presence locally near the River, and is encouraging the City to address pollution issues. Rumors have it that they may also seek an updated alliance with the local otyugh population, which would be one of the more efficient ways to address the issue.
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:"But why would you see her so many places? Your fiendishly clever magic-machines prevent you from being followed!"
  
   
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OOC: The river is a major tradeway for Alexandros and much of the surrounding contintent. This is an invitation to RP river cleanup to help the issue. Expect to see druids in the area, as well as otyughs.
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:"There is only one way to explain it," Dandy said wretchedly, pressing herself into Mereth's fulsome, muscular chest. "Her jealousy has pushed her past the boundaries of all mortal sense. She has become...psiometric!"
  
   
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===Tariday, Callem 01, 1019===
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In response to the publication, several "copycat" authors have sprung up, hoping to ride the sudden wave of fame and also, the novels' "mysterious air of mystery."
  
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====New KDC Membership Benefits Alexan====
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The Guild announced an agreement with local merchants, to provide the Kidnapped Damsel Card.
   
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"It's quite simple, you know. Every time you get kidnapped, you get punches in this card, here. Then, you get bonuses at participating local restaurants and businesses!" explained one of the spokespersons for the Adventurer's Guild.
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=====Local and Lifestyle=====
  
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'''Ancient Legends Reborn!'''
  
   
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The Kidnapped Damsel Card was apparently inspired by Myrana Jn'Rajh Arwenieniallwehn. It depicts Lady Sandiel in knight's armor, swooping in to rescue her.
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Reporters with ears to the ground are reporting a resurgence of local tales and legends! We've done some investigating to find out just what is going on!
  
   
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===Eliday, Aestry 30, 1019===
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''OOC Note:'' When we remade the grid back in 2011-2012, we invited the community to give it a history. Through now and the next few editions, we'll be sharing what they wrote! The following tales can be heard among the gossip columns in Alexandria.
  
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====Marsh Madness====
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Sources say that a goblinoid village in the swamplands of Alexandria's Heartlands has been experiencing unusual problems. Goblintown has become flooded with 'refugees' from the village, citing conflict and a bad crop season. Previously, the small village had been entirely unremarkable, a peaceful community with next to no effect on local events or economy. Now the refugees, who are buying up all the rations and gear all over Alexandria, 'in case bad stuff goes down', are claiming that the goblinoid town is mired in death and turmoil and some sort of civil war.
   
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More disturbing, is the stories that the refugees tell of dead bodies rising up out of the marsh, and mutated strange animals and aberrations coming from deeper in the swampland. The tales describe waves of the creatures, every few days, and more each time, as if some cyclical event is creating them and sending them out scouring the area. But for what?
   
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A hue and cry has begun for the Hunters of the Dead, or any other local adventurers willing to investigate the situation, to head out into the marshlands and try to discover the source of the evil!
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'''Ancient Legends Reborn: The Cousin's Statues'''
  
   
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(OOC: Rumor/Groundwork for a plot, which will be run in a week or two. A variety of plot 'forks' are possible depending on the legwork/preparation that PC's want to go through. Contact Caine for more details if interested!)
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This tale is often told around the campfire late at night. Deep within the catacombs, one of the most famous, or infamous statues is the Cousins' Statues.
 
   
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===Eliday, Aestry 23, 1019===
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Some 100 years ago, there were three brothers, the two older brothers were honest merchants, while the third was a scoundrel. He lusted after the wealth that his brothers' had, but there was a problem, even if his brothers, their wives would get the money and if their wives died their two children would get their money, only if both their families died would he get their wealth.
 
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====Garrahk, of the Mountains====
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Rumor spreads about a rather odd young Oruch who has began popping up here and there around the city. Though he caries a great blade, and has the scars of a warrior, he seems less prone to fights than most of his kind. In fact, some of the local children have began to say that if you catch him fishing on the banks of the Tornmawr, he will tell you a story from the northlands! All about barbarians, and hunting, and princesses.
   
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===Variday, Aestry 17, 1019===
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Now most wicked men would find easier sport, but this man was jealous of his brothers and wanted what they had. Some say he pledged his soul to the Shadow Sorceress or to the False Lady, but however he did it he came up with a plan to murder his family and get away with it.
  
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====Ships Vanish!====
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Spice merchants report ships vanishing when sailing through the Sea of Shattered Swords. These ships bear goods from Veyshan as well as the Islands of Jade, and the value they represent is not insignificant.
   
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So far, they have filed an investigation, though no word is forthcoming. At this time, no pirates have claimed responsibility.
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The wicked man whispered sweet lies into his brothers' ears, honey coated half-truths that soon had brother turning against brother. Words were said, voices got raised, there was shoving and pushing and soon the two good brothers were brawling in the street. Even after the guards broke it up the brothers challenged each other to a duel to the death. Before the duel the evil brother coated each sword with poison so no matter who won they'd both die and die they did.
  
   
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OOC: Congrats Kravar! Your submission was randomly selected, and I'll be running a kaiju story based on it within the next few weeks. This will be a little slow moving due to some rl-foo, bit I am hoping it will be fun. :3
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Two widows grieving and the wicked man's barded silky words whispered in their ears and before the month was out the two widows had gone to join their husbands in the Grey Hall. It was a shame, it was a pity, oh who would think of the children; their evil uncle would.
  
   
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- Lahar
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Four deaths in one family in a span of a month was pushing it and the Evil Uncle knew that. He wasn't worried though. He started to slowly poison the children and in 6 months two active healthy cousins were bed-ridden and worse the poison the Evil Uncle was using was slowly stealing their sight. By the time the two cousins succumb to the poison they were both blind. The Evil Uncle not wanting suspicion cast on him buried the children under his wine cellar then declared the children missing and spent the next 2 months looking for them. He hired adventurers, mostly new ones to try to find his lost nephew and niece, but alas no one ever found a trace of them.
  
   
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===Kesenday, Aestry 14, 1019===
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The Evil Uncle thinking himself in the clear started to throw lavish parties and he would eat and drink and partying until all hours of the night. It started slowly at first, he would hear a child's laughter and be totally alone. Things would fall off the table. He started to hear voiced. "Uncle come play with us. Catch us Uncle catch us. Uncle come find us."
  
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====New Chord====
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Rumor is that a new Chord of Vardama (and can we ever trust those Vardamen types after, well you know, the troubles) has arrived and begun making themselves at home in the Temple, finding people to report to, doing guard shifts, joining in the chants. A wolfish looking older fellow, he's obviously seem some action or had a hard life up to this point. He clearly leans towards the more martial side of things, often when he is seen strolling through town he's openly armed with simple daggers and shruiken.
   
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Perhaps even more interesting, is that there are rumors (though this may only be anti-Vardamen sentiment bubbling through) that he fairly closely resembles sketches of a human wanted for various assassinations in other nearby regions. . . .
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Soon he couldn't eat or sleep as the children's voices wouldn't torment him all day and all night. He tried to appease them. He in secret buried their bones in the local graveyard. He tried to throw money at the problem, having life sized statues built where he buried them. Nothing the Evil Uncle did would stop the children's voices. By this time the voices has started to become more malevolent, like children teasing.
  
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Caine is a Lvl 2 Monk with a checkered past, a bit too much knowledge of the criminal underworld, and dedicated to the Temple of Vardama. He's fairly easy-going, even if he is a bit tactless, and interested in getting involved around town in efforts rebuilding the Temple or maybe getting hired to come along on some adventures as extra muscle!
   
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===Variday, Hattanan 22, 1019===
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The Evil Uncle unable to get away from the torment of the dead children had built for then an elaborate mausoleum deep in the catacombs under the graveyard. Done under the pretext that it was his own, he hoped that this would finally appease the spirits of the two cousins he had poisoned. Once construction was done, the Evil Uncle had the bodies of the two children secretly laid to rest one moonless night.
  
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====Ad: Mysterious Alexandria Serial!====
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All of this is possible through the power of... <dramatic pause> ...magic!
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As the Evil Uncle was in the mausoleum he heard the children's voices again, but this time the workmen he brought with him heard the voices too. Neither the Evil Uncle nor the workmen had noticed the statues of the children had been missing from the graveyard. The last words that the Evil Uncle heard was, "I see you."
  
   
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Just drop by Hope Theatre, and ask to speak with one of our representatives. We'll deliver each serial right to your door!
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Only one workman managed to make it out and he died soon after, his eyes having been ripped from his head. In the morning the statues were found each holding a set of eyes in their hands.
  
   
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To this day the statues of the cousins stand in the graveyard of Alexandria and on moonless nights it's said that the statues come to life and play games. Woe be to anyone who finds these children though, as the games they play you might not survive.
  
   
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OOC: We'll be publishing parts of an ongoing Serial Mystery! for the next few weeks! You are welcome to contribute, or to use it in your stories and RP!! Think of it as a radio serial, but done via Mysterious Envelopes, filled with theatrical, illusion magic.
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''OOC: Thanks, Cesran!''
  
   
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=====Great Paladin Advice Column=====
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===Variday, Hattanan 22, 1019===
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====Ad: Balefire Silkworks R&R!====
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:Q: Great Paladin, what is the definition of 'justice'?
  
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:A: Well, it starts with two groups. Them and us. Then we slay them, and it becomes just us. The them is usually the hobgoblins or the gnomes.
  
   
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Your donations make a difference!
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:Q: Great Paladin, I am definitely Darshan and I want to know two things: A) Is Crimson Pen an employee of the Tribune and B) If so, when is their lunch break and are they allergic to deadly poison. -Definitely Darshan
 
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:A: A) I am not an employee of, nor affiliated with, the Tribune and as such am not privy to such information. I would suggest cross referencing the writing style of the novels with the various articles in the tribute. Perhaps get a statistician to help. Third, B) I have no idea if the Crimson Pen is allergic to deadly poison or not. As an alternative, I have found very few things to be immune to blunt force trauma.
  
   
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===Kirday, Hattanan 18, 1019===
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''GREAT PALADIN STANDARD DISCLAIMER -- I cannot be held accountable for anyone creatively interpreting my answers, nor reading such things in them that I clearly would not intend. Such as illegal activities. Or racism.''
  
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====Sandiel's Generosity Saves an Aleh====
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The Empty Flagon became the Endless Flagon this last week, thanks to a kind donation of ale and beer from Lady Sandiel. Smiling, and bowing behind her kerchief, Lady Sandiel blushingly presented the drinks to the owner of the Endless Flagon.
   
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"We were ...sur--grateful for her generosity!" chuffed the owner, Bobbins.
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===Variday, Rhaltaas 17, 1018===
  
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====Hunters and War====
  
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The Green has declared war this season.
  
   
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"And the kisses she gave everyone later were just darling," he added, with a modest blush. "It was generous enough that we felt we were no longer the Empty Flagon, but the Endless Flagon!"
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Oh, and '''rangers''' received some great upgrades in RP26. :D
 
   
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These events would occur only days before the Empty Flagon erupted into a fountain of rum, which many attribute to some meddling adventurers...or a leftover blessing from Lady Sandiel. In response to the patronage and the unexpected fountain, some have taken to honoring with the title: "Her Ladyship of Rum," or "Her Rummy Ladyship."
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:'''Meetup:''' HUNTER'S GATHERING
  
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:'''When:''' Thursday!
  
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:'''Description:''' A gathering of hunters, druids, shamans and more to discuss the latest Hunt! The Green has effectively declared a war on Heth, and demanded the world stand up and take notice!
  
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:This is a time to discuss politics, plans, and renew bonds among the wild communities!
  
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:OOC: This is a Meetup! There will be an ooc portion open for folks to put together stories, plots, and so on, in addition to RP!
  
   
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===Eliday, Hattanan 07, 1019===
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====Poetic Shadows====
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Shadows mysteriously retreated this Ceriday and continued to be absent into late night. Its cause is uncertain, and has been attributed to a variety of sources--including the bright, burning of fires in celebration of the God of Inspiration. Weather changes for example, though others list religious ones.
   
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In response however, the Tribune reports a great(er) outpouring of poems from various, mul poets within Alexandria. Such poems are a longstanding tradition of the race; it is only of late that they have received prominence. Below, we have published a few samples provided to us.
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"Growth from Glass"
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===Variday, Rhaltaas 03, 1018===
  
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE (Issue X)====
  
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=====Front Page=====
  
   
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:I drown in darkness
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'''Tunnels Uncovered Beneath Artificer's Hall'''
  
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:The darkness of despair
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:I suffocate in lies
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:The truth I cannot hear
   
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:I yearned once for sunlight
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Statements issued from the Artificer's Hall suggest that Callem 25th's occurrence, whereupon the Artifice Hall stood UP, was a fluke. "We believe one of our professors to be a victim of the recent Asumit possession," reported one, Professor Litigashun. "Unfortunately, this led to certain delusions."
  
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:But that it betrayed
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:Truths no more
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:Light ravages my soul
   
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:Hear the tear drops
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These delusions apparently led the possessed, whose name is not mentioned for the protection of his family, to reconstruct a device capable of animating large objects. However, the device burned out "before it had even started," according to the professor. Unfortunately, this exposed a number of labs and workshops beneath the Hall.
  
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:As they fall from my eyes
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:The hidden secrets
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:And stolen lies
   
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:Down dwell deep
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"It exposed those, and I am afraid old pathways as well." Was the Hall aware of the connection? The professor claims not, though not everyone agrees. Investigations are still underway.
 
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:Where the truth shall rest
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:Germinating, growing
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:Until we slaughter the rest
   
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''Official statements from the Hall to be posted later in this edition.''
  
   
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"Heart's Blood Staggers"
   
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<this poem consisted of a paper covered in red dye; it is scrawled as to be mostly unlegible and with the words 'suffering' written alongside the margins>
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'''Vandalism Reported!'''
  
   
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Two young squires and an Enclave artificier were arrested in connection with squatting and vandalism. They claim to have absolutely no memory of the events that led to them possibly holding an Explorer's Guild contractor captive. Since the purported captive equally has no memory of the events, they are to be released.
  
   
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===Ceriday, Bernfleur 29, 1019===
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====Grisht Letters Uncovered====
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We at the Tribune have been receipt of a remarkable set of letters--remarkable! How they were delivered, their mysterious source, remains unknown. They arrived to us recently through means of a courier, its only mark a setting sun. We have spent the previous week verifying their authenticity, as much as possible.
   
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Though private, we believe these may offer a "last look" into the life of one of Alexandria's fallen heroes, and perhaps the end of an unsettling mystery that has bedeviled family and friends alike.
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'''Ancient Legends Reborn!'''
  
   
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We therefore publish them in their entirety.
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Reporters with ears to the ground are reporting a resurgence of local tales and legends! We've done some investigating to find out just what is going on!
  
   
   
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''Dear Grisht,''
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OOC Note: When we remade the grid back in 2011-2012, we invited the community to give it a history. Through now and the next few editions, we'll be sharing what they wrote! The following tales can be heard among the gossip columns in Alexandria.
  
   
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''I'm so glad you wrote me. There have been so many things said of the District of late. They talk up the fights as--well, I am sure you know. They've painted your opponent as a dangerous, half-maddened troll. And here you are sending me letters of sitting down for a drink!''
   
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''How much can a troll drink, I wonder? Or is he a troll at all? Oh, it's all a mystery to me--you and your world. It's like peeking into a fairytale sometimes, one I'm just beginning to learn about. ...though I admit sometimes to being a little afraid of it. Were you not at its center, so strong and so steady, I would be frightened, indeed.''
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'''Ancient Legends Reborn: An Angel in Disguise'''
  
   
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''I know you tell me not to worry, but you know I will. ''
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Originally investigated by Moonshadow, c. 1012 (from 2012 real-time)
  
   
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''Missing you. ''
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During times of great wars, or great plagues, The Soldier's Defense hospital would inexplicably gain an additional hand or two to help with the wounded or sick.
 
   
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One of those that arrive to help, is someone clad in blue robes in silver trim, and donning not only a medallion of faith dedicated to Althea, but she bears the tattoo, upon the back of each hand, of the evening star, the symbol of Althea. Those that have encountered her says she speaks with a soft, but powerful voice, and is quite humble in her healing abilities. However, she only identifies herself as 'Aurora' and gives no last name.
  
   
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However, Those that are part of the Hearthguard ner Sentinels have never heard of this woman. Nor are there any records of this woman in any manuscript or record. For those that have seen her however, say she doesn't engage in conversation, and is a woman of few words.
  
   
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''Dear Grisht,''
   
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''It was good to read your letter. We shared it over the table, mum and I. We're making a lamb for tomorrow night--won't that be wonderful! We both look forward to your stories, as always. You lend them a warmth we just don't see in the papers.''
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'''Ancient Legends Reborn: Origins of the Great Contest'''
  
   
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''I'm not supposed to tell you this, but we watched the match from the stands. I suppose your opponent wasn't a half-troll, but he sure was frightening, as he swing his axe. Never fear that I missed my studies to do it; well. I suppose you should, but we all take a little risk now and then, I suppose.''
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Originally investigated by Jibbom, c. 1012 (from 2012 real-time)
  
   
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Long, long ago, when Alexandria was little more than a sleepy fishing village and the Gods still took strolls about the material plane, it is said that the city was the site of a truly legendary contest between two of the Celestine.
  
   
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According to legend, it was here that Angoron and Tarien initially met, long ago, after roaming the world and surveying their domains. Upon their first meeting, the two gods traded boasts and tall tales of their accomplishments and the great deeds their followers had achieved. Needless to say, a friendly rivalry was quick to develop.
  
   
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''Dear Grisht,''
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All who tell the tale agree that a contest of some sort quickly ensued. Angoron attempted to overshadow Tarien with his great might and valor, while the Coyote relied upon his cunning and trickery to get the better of his new friend. The god's respective clergies will generally claim that their own patron emerged victorious, but most telling the tale say that the contest ended in some sort of draw or tie. Equally murky is the precise nature of the contest, though it is usually described as a comprehensive test of bravery, wit, strength, and skill. There is also some dispute about where precisely the contest took place, with both the worshippers of Angoron and Tarien claiming their temples are built upon the spot in question.
  
   
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''I was so glad to see you at dinner the other day. We didn't get the time we wanted--but that's always true, isn't it? Between your practice and my studies...but, you'll be that carpenter one day, and ...well, I've a few more years, until we get there.''
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While the specifics of the legend are murky, none can doubt the influence the mythical contest has had upon Alexandrian culture. Every so often, at no particular time, the priests of Tarien and Angoron claim 'divine inspiration' motivates them to host another contest, some manner of competition between the two temples. These contests have been everything from races to tug of war matches to complex sporting tournaments. True to their faiths, the Angoronites have attempted to prevail through strength and power, while the Tarienites attempt to find ways to employ guile and cunning to gain an edge. Whatever the result of any particular contest, both sides tend to have a good time and regard the entire affair as a reaffirmation of the friendship and camaraderie shared by the two deities.
  
   
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''I'll see what I can find about that ring of yours. If you won it from a nobleman, well--that could be a story, couldn't it! It's gorgeous, in its own way. Gaudy, a bit--but considering its origins, I guess I shouldn't be surprised. Either way, I'm excited.''
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In recent generations, the 'Great Contest' has grown more expansive, including many participants outside of the followers of Angoron and Tarien. The temples of Kor and Ceinara have regularly sent prominent worshippers to support Angoron's teams, while Eluna and Gilead's followers have been frequently seen among the teams in support of Tarien. In practice, any follower of a good or neutral god is generally free to participate with the team of their choice. The contests are generally welcomed, a happy and unpredictable event which is very much a part of the Alexandrian spirit.
  
   
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''...please stay safe. I know it's all show, but. ...well, you know I always worry, but I'm always so glad to see you, too.''
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
  
   
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'''Practical Waffles for Sith-makar'''
  
   
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By Myrana
  
   
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''Dear Grisht,''
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You will need...
  
   
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''I found something on that ring of yours. From what I can tell, it's tied to the Temple of Althea. ...well, not directly to them, but it carries their magic. It was made years ago, for a young nobleman, then passed on to his daughter, and then to her son. The original noble was Fifshen, and he was of Alexandria. He...his house died with the passing of his granddaughter.''
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:2 Cups Cricket Flour
  
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:2 Eggs
  
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:1 t. Salt
  
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:4 t. Baking Powder
  
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:2 t. Mango Juice
  
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:1.5 c Milk
  
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:1/4 c. Pearl Sugar
 
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:1/3 c. Bone Marrow Compound Butter
  
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:1 t. Vanilla Extract
  
   
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''According to my notes, it possessed a strong curative effect. ''
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To make the waffles...
  
   
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''Grisht, are you in trouble?''
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# In a large bowl, mix together flour, salt, baking powder and sugar; set aside. Preheat waffle iron to desired temperature.
  
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# In a separate bowl, beat the eggs. Stir in the milk, butter and vanilla.
 
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# Ladle the batter into a preheated waffle iron. Cook the waffles until golden and crisp.
  
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# Top with pat of bone marrow compound butter. Serve!
  
   
   
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'''The Mysterious 'Crimson Pen' Remains at Large--New Book to Follow!'''
  
   
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Regretfully, the letters end here. Grisht's letters--to whomever they may have been--we may never know. As to a "mysterious ring," it remains a mystery to us! If you have any information on this object, please supply it to the Tribune.
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Due to the riotous popularity of the first book, rumours have started flying that the unknown author intends to continue in this vein. Though speculation is running rampant, the title has already been released: Jyrana in Veyshan--Rescue from the Seraglio! Excerpt as follows:
 
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"Her voice like a thousand sweet bells and with a continence like the most heavenly moon, Jyrana swept by in her array of fine, sheer silks, tiny chimes singing with every trembling movement. The Sheik gazed upon her, perfumed and bathed and dressed fit to steal his wheezing breath away...He waddled forward with sinister delight..."
  
   
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As you know, Grisht's death was eventually ruled a murder, by causes unknown. Any information may help both his family, and fans.
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The author, dubbed only as 'The Crimson Pen' remains at large!
  
   
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=====Gread Paladin Advice Column=====
  
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Q: GREAT PALADIN, what do you do with a lethal wewapon?
  
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A: Only draw it in times of great need. I am fortunate enough to have great need of it all the time.
  
   
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The Tribune Staff
   
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===Tariday, Bernfleur 25, 1019===
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=====An Update, and Interview, on the Uprising of the Artificer's Hall=====
  
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====Rainbows Brew Vandalism====
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Stoneworks' Calzones reported vandalism this past Gilday. "Someone came in here, and put food colorin' in all our drinks," reported Embma Shaletracker, co-owner with her husband, Jaruda. "When we served them, there were these rainbows and sparkles, and imaginary horns stickin' out on top."
   
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"They looked like liquified unicorn in a cup," replied Jaruda, wryly. "Not that...we'd ever serve such a thing."
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The Artificer's Hall released an official statement today, intending to address concerns erupting from recent events on 25th Callem, 1018. Early that evening, the Hall stood up as though a great automation, shook, and then halted. While the construction has not moved sense, it has caused no end of speculation.
  
   
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The "unicornification" seems, after investigation, to be a harmless prank. In response, Embma and Jaruda have declared a "week-long happy hour" in which visitors may enjoy ales and beers (if a little more colorful than usual) at 1/2 price.
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The Hall originally reported that it was investigating the issue. Today, Hurdrizh Silverarm provided us here at the Tribune with an update. Silverarm is a priest of Reos, and a member of the Artificer's Hall. He started off quickly, and to the point.
 
   
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"Help us clear out tha inventory!" Jaruda declared!
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<font color="blue">Tribune:</font> So, to get to the question that's on everyone's mind--what caused the eruption?
  
   
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===Tariday, Bernfleur 25, 1019===
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<font color="blue">Silverarm:</font> We now know that the eruption was caused by the acts of a mad man. Among his belongings, we found journals dedicating himself to, and praising Asumit. I don't think that's the work of a sound mind, and we're lucky to have heroes here, in Alexandria, who were able to address it.
 
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====Murder at Dawn====
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Officials report the death of a llyranesi wizard, nearby Sage Orum's. Locals are encouraged to be careful within this district for the next few days, as the cause of death is investigated.
   
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===Tariday, Bernfleur 25, 1019===
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<font color="blue">Tribune:</font> So this was the work of Asumit, the demon binder?
  
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====Visiting Poet Strikes a Prose!====
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"Vengeful Sorrows Within"
   
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:What have you done to me? A haze of betrayal, as perceptions crawl...
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<font color="blue">Silverarm:</font> We believe so, ultimately. Asumit recently attempted to possess any number of people. We're very fortunate. Then, heroes within our own community--working with the Artificer's Hall, of course--thwarted him. That is what ultimately happened, here.
  
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:Once we drank of paradise, glad-hearted within Darkness
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:And wide-eyed, but your thirst soured into a vengeful morass of
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:Blood and tears
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:Follow hate, follow blood, love ground to dust
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:In a torrent of vengeance, I condemn you!
   
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...such are the words of Elviran, visiting and sponsored Council Poet! Known among the Caverns for her powerful verse and heart-felt, savage prose upon the stage, the poet Elviran represents a rarity among mul'niessa. That is, she has been sponsored by the Council to "share the as-yet unknown beauty of the mul, and the strength the pain of their noble sacrifice and ascension represents." The above is a translation from Undercommon, whereupon the words are harsher, and considered to have that essential "burrsome, yet vengeful snarl" associated with such emotions.
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<font color="blue">Tribune:</font> The Hall moved, though. It's also showing some Kulthian markings. How do you explain that?
  
   
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The above poem is said to reference ties between two mul, one of whom turned from the One True Darkness (aka, Taara).
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<font color="blue">Silverarm:</font> It's just old. ...originally, maybe it was inspired by them, who knows. It was hollowed out though, and made into a place of service and learning. I think that speaks to the intent of artificers in this city, more than anything else. That is, either they wanted to show their conquest over the Kulthian...foolishness, or show how mistakes could be transformed. And I think we've done that.
 
   
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Elviran has not stated the length of her visit, only that she intends to enjoy the Alexandrian theatre and it's "more relaxed approach, so alien to the joyful, fulfilling rigours of mul society."
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<font color="blue">Tribune:</font> So there is no possibility it will move--that is, animate again? How did this 'corrupt man' manage it?
  
   
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===Eliday, Bernfleur 23, 1019===
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<font color="blue">Silverarm:</font> It has no mechanisms to enable its movement. Its innards are just classrooms and offices. As to how he moved it--well, he was inspired by Asumit...
  
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====Body Missing====
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Officials are still investigating the dissapearance of a corpse associated with a recent discovery (and investigation) of a Mage's Prison.
   
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Mage's Prisons are so-called because of their usage to bind extraplanar beings and unwholesome experiments, the existence of such prisons outside of official sanction (for enforcement purposes) has been under close scrutiny of local governments for years. Rune had officially looked down on the practice, though less scrupulous mages were known to practice in secret. With Rune's dissolution, it has fallen to local governments to decide on enforcement.
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<font color="blue">Tribune:</font> So, we don't expect it to move anytime soon? That may relieve some of our readers out there, but there have been other rumors, as well. Could you address those?
  
   
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Investigations are still underway.
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<font color="blue">Silverarm:</font> Sure! The rumors are that it opens up into some old areas beneath Alexandros. Areas the city had been built on, and that is true. However, the Hall--we take security seriously. When Animus, honor him, fell, we were the first out to repair old mana lamps and make sure Alexandria's airships flew. So, we're taking this seriously.
  
   
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===Bernfleur 18, 1019===
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<font color="blue">Tribune:</font> Can you expand on that some?
 
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<font color="blue">Silverarm:</font> Well...it means we're building a seal around it. I mean, there could be something down there, there could not be. Either way, we're going to be careful--and prepared.
 
   
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'''Attack in Nobles' District!'''
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<font color="blue">Tribune:</font> We're glad to hear about it. It isn't every day a building gets up and walks. However, and we have heard this from some of our readers. Can you address rumors of it being tied to Morduzum?
 
   
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A building in the noble district belonging to the prominent Telenil family, distant relatives of head of the city council Rawyn Telenil, imploded.
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<font color="blue">Silverarm:</font> <nervous laugh> It's possible. I haven't been down there myself, but I did hear about some rust monsters coming up. If it did, that would absolutely be a concern, yes.
 
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City officials have been somewhat circumspect on the cause of the collapse but several notable adventurers were said to be on scene and some speculate that they are likely to blame. Others say a group of children stumbled upon a dangerous magical artifact which has now been contained by the Aquisitioners, the Elunan sect, some of whom were said to've been spotted on the site after the implosion.
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Rawyn Telenil issued a statement indicating her continuing support of the Guild of Explorers and its membership in solving problems too dangerous and difficult for the common man. The loss of a family property is 'small, compared to the dangers that were faced'.
   
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Afterwards, Silverarm told us about the Hall's sponsorship of an Adventure Troop, and upcoming classes. Information on these classes, and the Adventure Troop, may be found by speaking with local Artifice Hall representatives, or, Silvearm says, he is willing to answer letters directly.
  
   
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'''Soldiers' Defense News'''
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We'll be following up with additional reports, as information develops.
 
   
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The Soldier's Defense Hospital was evacuated in the wake of some kind of poison gas attack. Several golems and hardy adventurers were called to clear the place out and it seems to be that foul and fallen individuals deliberately let loose the gas in an attempt to rob the tithings vault. They were swiftly defeated and none survived and no doubt Althea will ensure they receive their just rewards.
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OOC: For more on this article, contact: Alik, Fazahd, Aria, MAC-B1G, or Stirling IC!
  
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The Watch Constables of Alexandria are asking all citizens to keep an eye out for a five foot eleven, slender and dark haired man who has gone by the name of 'Argus'. He has a dinstinctive scar on his right hand running from his pointer finger to his wrist.
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The Hearthguards' extend their thanks to those who assisted.
   
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===Variday, Callem 29, 1018===
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE (Issue IX)====
  
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
  
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'''A Series of Interviews of Alexandrian Culture'''
  
   
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''I, Nilou Farsens Scribbetter of the Alexandrian Tribune, have been tasked with a series of interviews about life here in Alexandria and the cultures that compose it! The City is one of the melting pots of the world, and I am attempting to capture its mixture in words. ''
  
   
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'''Interviews, V -- Esmaudalein of the Gnomes'''
  
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Today, I am interviewing Esmaudalein, an active and gnomish member of our local theatre community! Esmaudalein is noted for her interesting performances, or unique as described by some--and was able to take time our from her schedule to meet with us. In it you will find descriptions of Selentia, the land of a thousand princes!
  
   
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Howdy, folks! The Tribune will be going on hiatus for a while, as I investigate a different approach. Thanks for your support! In the meantime, please feel free to use +bbread 7 for rumors and updates!
   
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Thank you for coming, and helping us with this project.
  
   
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===Ceriday, Bernfleur 08, 1019===
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<font color="blue">Esmaudalein:</font> Darling, I'm more than happy to help out. Publicity, sweetie, that's the name of the game.
  
   
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Oh, of course. Now, as you know we're focusing on culture and what makes Alexandria a melting pot! We're quite unique in the world. Where is it you're from, ...Esmaudalein, is it? Am I pronouncing that right?
  
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'''Veshanti Delegation Attacked'''
   
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An explosion occured in Upper Alexandria, near the Veyshanti Embassy. While the cause of the explosion is unknown, it does seem to have upset Merchant Tangisir, the bronze dragon who has family both in Alexandria and Veyshan and unofficial member of the Veyshanti delegation.
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<font color="blue">Esmaudalein:</font> Call me /Esme/, darling. I am from /Selentia/, the Land of Princesses. Not, as according to popular rumour, Rosalia. No, mine is that beautiful land of salons, wine and luxe.
  
   
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"It is unacceptable," he's quoted as saying. Master Tangisir suggests his warehouses had recently been set pon by thieves, but expressed confidence that Alexandrian authorities would look into the matter.
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Ah! I may have heard that rumor, now that I think on it. Oh, such things float about in a city like this one. Now, Selentia...the land of a thousand princes, I've heard it called! Do tell our readers a bit about it, if you would?
  
   
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<font color="blue">Esmaudalein:</font> A thousand princes, but alas, none right for me. Perhaps save the Bard....It is a pleasant land, full of great manor houses and beautiful splendour. Where the poor daughter of a woodsman may meet her prince. Salons of exquisite intellect and bohemian delights. Wonderful balls---oh! for my own debutant ball to be replayed a thousand times would not be enough.
  
   
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Editor's Note: We've reported previously on Merchant Tangisir, in the following editions:
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Ooh, the manors are legendary. ...do you mind? Could you picture--oh, one of your favorites, and describe it? Let's bring it to life for our readers! And which bard?
  
   
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* [[Main_Page#Gilday.2C_Quintoos_09.2C_1018|Quintoos 9, 1018]]
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<font color="blue">Esmaudalein:</font> <here, Esme becomes upset that I do not know who she is speaking of--and when I hear the name, I quite understand!> The Bard??! Surely a man of letters such as yourself knows of the great playwright, that muse of all thespians and poets, the great Gaudarne?
  
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* [[News_Archives#Tariday.2C_Eatonis_22.2C_1018|Eatonis 22, 1018]]
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* [[News_Archives#Kirday.2C_Eatonis_24.2C_1018|Eatonis 24, 1018]]
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* [[News_Archives#Ceriday.2C_Bernlfleur_23.2C_1018|Bernfleur 23, 1018]]
   
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Now, the manors---oh, my! My favourite, the Durretti House, by the sea. Four fine wings surrounding a courtyard of such exquisite beauty that you would /die/ to be allowed within." Almost a visible swoon. "Fountains of liquid grace, and meticulously hand-picked pebble paths. Hundreds of cats preening and being groomed... Expansive grounds, with such fabulous formal gardens as you would not believe. Plants from all over Ea, raised from seed by skilled druids. And the towers---my, imagine ascending to the eighth or ninth floor on those fine marble steps, to be greeted with the gilded walls, the rosewood floors, the thick sheepskin rugs, the tapestries, the art of a thousand generations... and with the finest company one could hope for. Princes, princesses, assassins, diplomats, spies, dukes, barons, generals, artists, actors, writers, merchants---and me, the daughter of a simple woodcutter, invited to the salon in the west tower of Gaurdarne...
  
   
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OOC: This ties into the Grisht series of plots, run by Lahar.
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''Editor's note:'' It's since come to our desks that the description Esme gave of Selentia is not quite accurate! We assume she just became carried away.
  
   
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Gaudarne! Ah! Of course. A perfect inspiration to--take inspiration from, you know. Now...But what caused you to leave all of this splendour?
  
   
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'''Mage's Prison Presumptiously Uncovered!'''
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<font color="blue">Esmaudalein:</font> The lure of the world-renowned, and most excellent, Bardic College of Alexandria. That fine institution, which can give such excellent training to actors such as myself. I was fortunate to be patronized by a wealthy merchant---with whom, I might add, and contrary to rumours, I did not share a bed, nor anything more licentious than lunch and polite conversation.
  
   
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Officials in Alexandrian uncovered a Mage's Prison. Uncovered in the northern wilderness, it is suspected the prison was used on Fel residents. Although some speculate its usage may have been recovery-based, a brief investigation into the area confirms this was not the case. "Runes along the walls, scratch marks from multiple escape attempts. In a legal prison, the wards merely block a dangerous and convicted creature from leaving, there's documentation, that sort of thing. Here, the prison was kept in secret, and the wards were set to rend on attempt of exit," a spokesperson from the Arcanists said.
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> I had scarce heard the rumors. Now--so you left Selentia and came to the College. What surprised you most about it?
  
   
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Mage's Prisons are so-called because of their usage to bind extraplanar beings and unwholesome experiments, the existence of such prisons outside of official sanction (for enforcement purposes) has been under close scrutiny of local governments for years. Rune had officially looked down on the practice, though less scrupulous mages were known to practice in secret. With Rune's dissolution, it has fallen to local governments to decide on enforcement.
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<font color="blue">Esmaudalein:</font> The songs, dear, the songs. Oh, they'll... melt your face. Why, I know my fair share of bawdy tunes, but none quite as shocking as I heard within the walls of my dear alma mater. Yes, the songs, and the rather... <she pauses> /Loose morals./
  
   
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Local Watch constabulary suggest the Prison has been "eradicated and nullified," thanks to the heroic actions of local adventurers.
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Oh...oh! Well...yes, I suppose some areas in the city can be known for that sort of thing. ...I'm terribly glad you've come by though, Esme! It's been a delight.
  
   
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<font color="blue">Esmaudalein:</font> Marvelous, darling, the /pleasure/ was chiefly mine. I look forward to seeing my name in print again.
  
   
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'''Interviews, VI -- Durrankar of the Sith-makar'''
  
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Here, I interview Durrankar, a steward of Mictlan! Mictlan was gifted to the sith-makar through an arrangement with our local druids. Here, we talk about sith-makar greetings, caste, and how they view the treaty! Read on for more!
  
   
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'''Ghost Spooks Celebrants at vonIronBrew's!'''
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Nilou Farsens Scribbetter, Alexandrian Tribune. I'm thrilled you've agreed to help me with this project! <here I offered him a hand, which proved to be a mistake...keep reading!>
  
   
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During the celebration at the loss of a great warrior, Grisht the Half-oruch. Many stories were told about his great standings in the arena and some of his past deeds, such as the alleged child that he sired with a Princess from another land. However, the tale on everyone's lips about this event had to be how the celebration was shaken by the appearance of a ghost who marked a few of the revellers as they fought over a mysterious bracelet that disrupted the celebration.
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<font color="blue">Durrankar:</font> Durrankar, steward of Mictlan. it is nice to meet you. Interesting that you've asked for an...interview...
  
   
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The glowing figure appeared moments after a bracelet fell to the floor, seeming to summon the glowing figure. Perhaps this is the spirit of the late Grisht, trying to reclaim something important to him? Either way, the figure faded before leaving its mark o a number of those who were fighting over the bracelet. Anyone with further information on this story is asked to contact the Tribune.
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> I hope you think so! I imagine our readers will be so excited! You know, in the history of things, your people are so new! The sith-makar! So you are new, at least to us. I heard no one knew about you until the last...one hundred years or so?
  
   
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<font color="blue">Durrankar:</font> That is because we did not come from the jungle of Am'Shere until then." <here, Durrankar looks at my hand> "What that....supposed to signify something? <he then tilts his head to the side, and moves his tail about>
  
   
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Oh! The crate is here because...well, we're a different height, you see. Otherwise, I might be interviewing your kneecaps, you know. <pauses> Oh! You mean to shake hands? I take it the sith-makar don't do that sort of thing, then? How do you greet one another?
  
   
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'''Explosions Light Up the Sky in Noble District'''
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<font color="blue">Durrankar:</font> Our normal greeting is 'Peace on your nest'. Which is like wishing no harm to take place. A nest, to the sith makar can symbolize many things. The home, the heart, your fire." Durrankar explains pointedly. "in Am'shere it is very much a battle for survival. So, protecting the 'little ones' is paramount. As they cannot defend themselves, it is up to the rest of us to defend them, teach them, how to hunt, to fight. To take, or crush an egg is not only an insult to the one who laid it, but it is an insult to the entire tribe.
  
   
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A pillar of light shot into the sky, followed by a building imploding today in the Noble District.
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> That is fascinating. You know, that reminds me. I imagine there must be a few differences in our culture, so I apologize ahead of time. Do let me know if something is offensive, or unclear. I think if we work it out, it could help our readers understand you, that is the sith-makar, better. ...Speaking of cultures, I had a question for you from one of our readers. We keep hearing the term 'cihuaa.' What is that, exactly? Could you tell me about it?
  
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<Included here is an artist's render of a generic sith-makar demonstrating a tail-thump, with the caption: "A sith-makar greeting!">
  
   
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<font color="blue">Durrankar:</font> First, let me explain that. <Durrankar gestures to my picture> That is a friendly greeting, before the greeting. In Am'shere, you have many stealthy predators. The 'tail thump' as you call it...is letting someone know they are there. it is loud, where there should be stealth. In essence, you are announcing your presence to someone you consider a friend. It also signifies approval of something, or that they like an idea.
  
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'''Gladiatorial Celebrations'''
   
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Alexandria's own gladiator, Grisht, will be celebrated at vonIronBrew's this Kesenday. Noted for his strength as well as jovaility, Gresht will be sorely missed by locals and businesses alike, who often liked to wager on his matches.
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Cihuaa.......it signifies 'life partner' or 'mate'. I have one myself, Un'eth. She is also of the woods. However, Life partner is more accurate, since sith'makar do 'mate' for life, the bond is much deeper, like two halves of a heart. it is not to be entered to lightly, nor is it about creating hatchlings....it is a bond like no other. You share your fire, food, warmth, and more with another.
  
   
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Local fan 'Caps' had this to say: "I saw his match against Gresher the Thresher! It was really cool! He swung his axe, and Gresher yelled. He had a mountain on his ax." Caps is 10 years old, and attends matches with his mother.
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Is that why most of the sith-makar don't ...what is the phrase? Oh! Take cihuaa? Go cihuaa? Claim...? As you can see, it's a term we often hear, but so different!
 
   
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Although recent sspicions of poisoning have raised concerns among the local gladiator community, well-wishers say they don't intend to let that sully his memory at the celebrations. Reports fan Gildain Troughrough, "There was a Grisht in all of us. He tried hard, and he wasn't the best--but he was damn good. That's worth drinkin' to."
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<font color="blue">Durrankar:</font> Politics are meaningless in Am'shere. We fight for survival. You are either hunter....or prey. You do not want to be prey. And the term is 'take' cihuaa. It is not like 'marriage'. You are either happy with your cihuaa before you take her...or him....or you do not become a cihuaa, or take one.
 
   
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> You know...I'd heard one other thing that puzzled me. What is caste, and what does that mean? And...which caste are you? Or is that a rude question?
  
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<font color="blue">Durrankar:</font> It is not rude. A caste is......something you do. And the names are self explanatory. Hunter caste tracks down and gets food for others. Warrior caste are the guardians of the tribe. The shaman caste are the teachers and the spellcasters of the tribes. And the merchant caste are the traders of the tribes. The Merchant caste are the ones that bring goods from Am'shere...I am of the shaman caste.
  
   
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> The shaman caste! What does that mean? Well, to you, personally?
  
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'''An Invitation to the Crimsons Pen!'''
   
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Mikilostravia Abrioudelanarchie Mithralla, Lord of Estranillia, Archmage of the Sixth, extends a formal invatation to the ladies of the Crimson Pen, to Mithralla Manor for tea and conversation. Arrangement information can be obtained via the Tribune offices, or directly by Mithralla Manor. The magus suggests Ambassador Abrahil Brindelgear as chaperone.
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<font color="blue">Durrankar:</font> They are the guides of the tribes. They teach how to use spells, or how to bring beneficial things to your tribe. Say...you are trying to get a medicinal herb for your child, but you do not know which it is. You go to a shaman to find out which herb it is...and the shaman sends the hunter to get it. A shaman is a position where all eyes look to you for...advisor. That is what it is.
  
   
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> I'm given to understand, well, you just emerged in the last 100 years. Alexandria is the first...outside nation you've made a Treaty with? What did you think when you first saw it?
  
   
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<font color="blue">Durrankar:</font> It was a great opportunity. The sith-makar would not survive without help, and it is good to learn new things from others." <here, Durrankar thumps his tail again, a movement which I am not sure I understand; in this context it seemed to be an affirmative> If we did not venture out of Am'shere....I would not have met my cihuaa, so I'm a little biased.
  
   
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Oh! Well, we are down to the last question, now. Thank you for talking with me so far. For this one, I would like you to paint a picture. If a visitor came to Am'shere, from Alexandria--what would they see? What is the impression they would get?
  
   
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<font color="blue">Durrankar:</font> It. Is. Hot. You could sit on a stove and be cooler than in Am'shere. Not only is it hot...it is humid. Those who are not prepared will find it difficult to breathe while there. It is a jungle. Also, until you are in the care of a tribe tribe's guards, you must be prepared to defend yourself. It is a fight for survival in Am'shere, as I have said before. If you are not ready to defend yourself, or must rest for the night, you might make preparations to make yourself less of a target. Minimizing your scent, not wearing brightly colored or easy to spot clothes, and more.
  
   
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However, despite the battle for survival, Am'shere is a very beautiful and vibrant jungle. Many plants and animals are in Am'shere and some are particularly beautiful, if deadly. Some of the parrots there are very colorful.
  
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Thank you for taking the time. And...peace to your nest? Is there a standard goodbye?
  
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There have been rumours floating about the grand city about the shadows that are cast by Desolation are... moving. Most insist this is merely speculation on the part of some of the more wary, though some might say 'paranoid', denizens of this great nation.
   
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Recently, a team was dispatched into the distant range between Alexandros and Desolation in order to research these claims, though their investigations proved only to bring about more questions from a curious and, yes, frightened populace. Though they have admitted that there was activity involving the undead out there in the cold and unwelcome reaches, there is still much to be discovered about whether or not this threat has anything to do with the apparently 'moving' gloom cast beneath the prison state's ever-watchful presence, or is simply nothing more than an unfortunate event that just so happened to be in the area in which they arrived.
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<font color="blue">Durrankar:</font> May the Dragonfather's wings shelter you. <He thumps his tail> That is a normal goodbye. And for us, the Dragonfather is the platinum dragon. To you, he is known as Daeus.
  
   
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If you ask the guard, as I have, they would tell you: 'It's nothing more than a routine response to reports from someone that's obviously gotten into the drink. Desolation is a fine and stable bastion against lawlessness Ea over, and we owe it to the Keepers of that place to at least assume they'd know if something were brewing under their noses. Look, I'll tell you what I told my toddler. Nothing's wrong. The shadow's the same as it always has been. The sun still rises every morning. That enough?'
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=====Ask Great Paladin!=====
  
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Q: Are knitting needles truly the secret superweapons we have always feared? And by this reason, should we all be afraid of Myrana and other, perhaps secret knitters?
  
   
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Some people are still skeptical, but this is one citizen that's convinced.
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A: In the hands of common folk, knitting needles are harmless. Well, as harmless as anything can be harmless. However, there are some few who can put knitting needles to deadly effect. Consider, perhaps, the fighter with the Improvised Weapon feat. Or consider the paladin who smites. And then, of course, if the knitting needles are made of exceptional materials, such as adamantium, they could theoretically be used to sunder even the mightiest of weapons. However, there is one circumstance which makes all others pale in regards to potential lethality.
  
   
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In the hands of the grandmother, they are truly awesome and fearsome. They can craft clothing of such garity and embarrassment that one must unfortunately wear. For only the most terrible of people could refuse to do so for a grandmother. That they must present themselves in those horrid knitted monstrosities lest they upset the kindly old matron is a cross that must be borne. A scar on the emotional psyche that can never be healed. That this is all known before even taking that fatal step simply makes it all the worse. In short, knitting needles in the hands of a grandmother can utterly destroy one's sense of self respect and place in this world.
  
   
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=====Pembroke Springsworth Lets the Dogs Run at Khazadi Fest=====
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''GREAT PALADIN STANDARD DISCLAIMER -- I cannot be held accountable for anyone creatively interpreting my answers, nor reading such things in them that I clearly would not intend. Such as illegal activities. Or racism.''
  
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Pembroke Springsworth, gnomish woodscrafter, never thought to achieve fame in the world of war dogs. "I just set out to make the best companion possible!" he said. From his Inspiration, the world now has Dire Corgis.
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The corgis arrived in Alexandria for the first time, just days ago. Inspired or perhaps emboldened by the Beer Fest, Pembroke decided to show off his invention. His very fluffy, adorable invention.
   
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Of course, in true gnomish fashion, no good invention is without mischief. A group of children acquired corgis with odd, elemental powers, and mischief was had.
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=====Artificer's Hall Follow-Up=====
  
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The Artificer's Hall is now several feet in the air. The building, once sedately located on the ground, now stands on eight metal legs, taller than a human is high. Precise reports of the event have been conflicting so far, ranging from a failed experiment to routine tests of existing manatech. Other reports suggest students from the Bardic College running amok. Whatever the source, the change now appears to be permanent.
  
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OOC: Dire Corgis are now available ingame, thanks to gnomish obsession with making things better and in this case, fluffier. You may request this change from staff. Also, our Animal Companion code still doesn't auto-level in chargen. So, you'll need to ping staff when you level, anyhow. We're able to do it from our end; the advance code is just kerflundling.
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OOC2: A big thanks to ASTAREN for featuring the dire corgis in plot! You can read the mischief, here: http://tenebraemush.net/index.php/Search_and_Rescue
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=====Stoneworks' New Menu!=====
  
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A longtime staple in Vadran Village, Stoneworks' Calzones is pleased to announce several new items to their menu! Alongside the fresh fare from local farmers, they are offering an additional number of traditional khazadi-styled sausages, mushrooms, and breads! Stop by for some good, filling calzones, khazad-aul style!
  
   
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=====Murdered Wizard to Seek Damage Against Apprentices; Third Still on the Loose=====
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===Gilday, Callem 24, 1018===
  
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====Spideeeerrrs====
  
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A bizarre swarm of giant spiders were sighted on the high bridge earlier today.
 
 
 
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As reported in: "No Magic Clues Found in Murder of Wizard," in our Kesenday, Vhast 20 edition, the wizard Maraxos continues to have trouble with his apprentices. The three apprentices left him for dead, only to have Maraxos return to life later as an arcane duplicate.
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Apparently, some merchants accidentally enlarged a group of them with a carelessly disposed of potion. They are now paying serious fines for their recklessness. Thankfully, Alexandria being Alexandria meant that there were numerous warriors in the immediate vicinity. Rumors indicate Myrana Jn'rajh was present (leading some to speculate that this was an elaborate divorce attempt), Alba, Jokul, Fazahd, Jacob, Ylerona and Shaoqing. For those that would recognize their descriptions, anyway.
  
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Two apprentices have been arrested so far. The second apprentice, Tergip the Bloody Lip, attempted the summon of numerous elementals in order to bind them to himself as a source of power. He was prevented in his task by agents from the Adventurer's Guild, though is expected to recover. Manxoff will be seeking ajudication from the Parliament of Magi in punishing his wayward apprentices and a trial is set to begin once all three have been located. Only one remains on the loose, Grinto Bloody-Maw. Enclosed is an artist's render of this individual. If encountered report to the Watch immediately.
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===Kesenday, Callem 19, 1018===
  
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====Warfare in Skald====
  
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Rumors of inter-demon warfare in Skald have reached the ears of Alexandrians. It would appear that the Binder, Asumit, is having difficulty controlling his forces recently. It's more like an ongoing skirmish betweeen various power-hungry demons. Khazadi scouts are expressing concerns over the renewed warfare spreading out of Skald, but it's not like demons have been confined to those areas lately.
 
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=====Owlbear Sightings--be Wise when Venturing into the Forests this Week=====
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===Eliday, Callem 14, 1018===
  
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The Tribune has received claims from Wilderness Pointe of owlbear sightings, and sent this reporter to investigate. A survey of those at the Wayfarer's Inn resulted as, one local lumberjack reported, overhearing the distinctive hoot-growl of an unknown number of the beasts near a foresting site. Based on this information, an expedition was sent to find the creatures.
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE (Issue VIII)====
  
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
  
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'''A Series of Interviews of Alexandrian Culture'''
  
   
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The ranger Ga'Elian happened to be in the pub that same evening, and was able to give a description of the owlbear. He described how that the tracks and other observable signs of owlbears are nearly indistinguishable from those of ordinary bears, in appearance. However, an expert tracker can tell the difference by the depth of the impressions of the forepaw prints versus those of the hindpaw prints, and by the length of the owlbear's gait. In addition, while bears do break branches as they move through the trees, owlbears often leave feathers behind where they push through. Finally, the diet and resulting fewmets of owlbears are somewhat different from those of ordinary bears. For example, owlbears don't seem to feed on honey as much as ordinary bears do. Hunter Ga'Elian did say that he has found owlbears here and there in the woods between Wilderness Pointe and Mictlan, but not anywhere that civilized folk would ordinarily encounter them.
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''I, Nilou Farsens Scribbetter of the Alexandrian Tribune, have been tasked with a series of interviews about life here in Alexandria and the cultures that compose it! The City is one of the melting pots of the world, and I am attempting to capture its mixture in words. ''
  
   
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In response to the increased sightings, villagers in Wilderness Pointe have laid up weapons to fend off a potential incursion by the creature. Children are being kept under close supervision at the edges of the village. The innkeeper has volunteered to collect the reports of any who might encounter signs of the beasts too near their community, and the tension among the locals is noticeable. This reporter notes, however, that the country folk of this village are often held to be a touch on the paranoid or trigger-happy side by authorities in Alexandria. Furthermore, Ga'Elian said that the Ygdrassil Union does maintain a vigil in these forests and solves potential problems far more often than the villagers are ever aware of, through methods that city dwellers would rarely expect.
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'''Interviews, III -- Yelrona of the Llyranesi'''
  
   
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
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''Today, I am interviewing Yelrona, of the llyranesi. She makes her living within the city proper, and comes from she explains, a small town among the llyranesi. What does a llyranesi small town look like? Let's find out!''
  
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=====Muscle is out! Slender is in!=====
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Trends in Alexandros come and go with the season, but this season is straight from Llyranost! The Pen's latest work draws on trends; it does not reinvent them. Tall and slender is in, with long flaxen hair. Some nobles are getting ear extensions, to make theirs longer. Togas also, are in style in every variety.
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What a season!
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OOC: This is all your fault. Everyone's. - Tenebrae Staff
   
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=====Tribune Trails Comic=====
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> You know, Yelrona, until recently, we never saw much of your people! I was telling someone earlier--I'm not sure we in Alexandria have a good picture of just what your homeland is like. I'm glad you came to talk with me. Could you tell me a little about it?
  
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=====Great Paladin Advice Column=====
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<font color="blue">Yelrona:</font> Certainly. I guess the first thing I should explain is that I'm not from Llyranost, like most of the llyranesi you see here. I'm from a small elven settlement in the Mythwood, a few weeks travel from here... well, a few weeks travel for me, anyway. Yles Namvadin -- in Trade that would be 'Sweet Water', I suppose, it was named after a nearby spring. There's not really much to tell... it's a small settlement, maybe 30 families. The biggest institution is the Temple of Eluna, where my mother was priestess. We... well, I suppose it's like any small town, right? We were mostly concerned with our own private matters, with centuries-old family feuds and whether the apple orchard out next to the river belonged to the Diemetri family or their neighbors, the Nalion." <laughs> "It was rather dull, really."
  
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Oh, but it's fascinating! You know, I suspect many of us have have a few misconceptions of the llyranesi. To us--well, look at the storybooks! Great forests, huge, sweeping castles that reach into the clouds...But it isn't all like that, is it? At least, not where you grew up?
  
   
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===Korday, Eatonis 02, 1019===
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<font color="blue">Yelrona:</font> No, not at all. I know what you mean, of course, we tell the same stories ourselves! They are part of our history. But... well, nobody tells great epic tales about bakers and tailors and <here Yelrona laughs, indicating the two of us in the room> reporters and street performers. But if you look around, there's a lot more of us than there are heroes. Most of us don't live in castles in the sky, any more than anyone else does. <pauses> There are differences, of course. There was a lot more magic in... everything... back home. Everyone had some sort of arcane connection. And... other things.
  
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====Alexandrian Tribune====
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=====Front Page=====
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'''Grave-Robbing Artificer Builds Concern'''
   
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The Vardaman temple has expressed concern publicly over the recent grave robberies that've plagued the local cemetaries lately.
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Oh, yes! The ties of the llyranesi to the arcane are...well, legendary, I think. Do you mind a small demonstration?
  
   
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Apparently there were advances made in locating the culprit of this unforgivable defilement of these sacred lands, but when attempts were made to apprehend this heinous individual, resistance was offered in the way of constructs made from what is presumed to be not only the treasured items of the dearly departed, but the departed themselves, turning them into horrific beasts with the ability to still the body and kill the mind. In the fray, the culprit, a goblin survivors name as one 'Gragle', last seen wearing a black wizard's hat, and a ratty robe to match, fled the grasps of justice. It is believed that he will offend again.
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Here, Yelrona looked a bit startled, but was game.
  
   
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The Temple asks that the public report any information they might have regarding this most unfortunate of events, appealing to the kindness of others with the rising slogan seeming to be: "What if it was your family?"
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<font color="blue">Yelrona:</font> Mm? Sure, I suppose. I mean, I'm not a mage or anything, but... well, for example...
  
   
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What, indeed?
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<...a nearby basket of pastries rustles, and an apple tart floats through the air. Throughout the rest of the interview, Yelronw takes occasional bites from it while it hovers there.>
  
   
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OOC: This relates to a plot run by the amazing YOKAI! Contact her for details!!
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Hah! Wonderful! Marvellous! So...well, that's entirely fascinating. Well...that reminds me. In the stories, I heard you have a queen, Her Majesty Aeslyn Son'Doriel, and she is part of ...house Son'Doriel? But, you came from a smaller village. Were houses a thing where you're from, and--are you part of one?
  
   
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<font color="blue">Yelrona:</font> No. Or, well, I mean, sure, we had households and family lineages, of course, but not like the Royal Houses... that was for royalty and such. Anyway, to be honest, I probably know less about the Royal Houses of the Llyranesi than you do... it just never interested me that much.
  
   
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'''Local Hero Felled'''
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Was it that disinterest that...brought you to Alexandria? Or what was it, exactly? Alexandria sounds a very different place than what you were describing.
  
   
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Grisht, a local favorite among Order Paramount battles, was set to fight another well-known and loved competitor in the ring last Kesenday. Instead, Grisht was found by his assistant in one of the preparation rooms. A Mourner confirmed the death just hours later, although preservation was not able to take place until some time after, due to the nature of the incident.
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<font color="blue">Yelrona:</font> In part, maybe. Mostly...Well, my mother was the ranking priestess of Eluna in Yles Namvadin, as I said, and everyone just assumed that one of these centuries I would take her place. Except I... well, let's just say it wasn't for me. Eventually it just became easier to follow my own path somewhere _other_ than home. And besides, look at everything that's going on! You can't just hide out in the Mythwood and wait until it passes. And also... well, can I put in a bit of a personal pitch here?
  
   
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A celebration of Grisht'd life and times is scheduled at vonIronBrew's this coming week. The nature of his death is still under investigation.
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Oh, of course.
  
   
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OOC: This has become a full-scene, and will be story and legwork focused. I'll be running the brewery scene later next week, as my schedule shakes out. Folks already investigating have priority, ofc! - Lahar
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<font color="blue">Yelrona:</font> So, one reason I came to Alexandros was in the hopes of finding my father, Avourel. He, er... well, he travelled a lot, but he's been gone for over thirty years by now, which is a lot even for him, and... well, I'm hoping I can find out where he is, or, you know, what happened to him. I know he was here twenty years ago or so, and I thought maybe your readers... you know, one of them might have met him?
  
   
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> We can publish a picture, to be sure. Oh! Oh. If you don't have one, why. I'll take you to one of our sketch artists, once we're done. They can reconstruct him from your memories, I imagine. I don't mind at all, and am happy to help.
  
   
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'''Spiders Attack While Lurking from Alleyways'''
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<font color="blue">Yelrona:</font> That would be wonderful. Thank you so much!
  
   
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Late in the morning of Pryntar 27, the Lower Market District was shocked by the sound of a blood-curdling scream from one of its alleys. Witnesses say that two adventurers responded even as shoppers gathered to watch--from a safe distance.
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''<Two images of Yelrona's father are included here, as imagined by the Tribune's sketch artist.>''
  
   
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The scream came from Lara Tess, a half-Sildanyari local resident who had been heading into the alley to collect laundry that she had hung to dry. Ms. Tess was both startled and terrified by a trio of giant spiders who had built a web between the shop building she lives in and the next one over.
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Well, I for one am glad you came to Alexandria, you know. Perhaps we can help eachother--as Alexandrians should! Though...there is something the llyranesi have done that has a lot of us wondering. I wondered if you can shed some light on it?
  
   
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The Tribune learned that the adventurers who responded were the Sunblade Lysa Hrolfdottr, and the ranger Ga'Elian "Ettin-slayer". Witnesses say that the Sunblade's first action was to pull Ms. Tess out of harm's way, before slicing one of the monsters clean in half with her noble sword. Ga'Elian fired volleys of arrows at both of the other spiders, dropping them quickly. Watch spokesman Titus Cooper reported that the adventurers promptly reported the situation, including what appeared to be an opening into the sewers where the spiders seem to have come from. Measures were taken without delay to stop the opening and clear away the spider mess. Watchman Cooper expressed thanks to the adventurers and appreciation to the Adventurer's Guild for the services they regularly provide to the residents of Alexandria.
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<font color="blue">Yelrona:</font> You mean the gift of magic, I assume?
  
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Of course! Why give something like that up? I mean--the secrets, perhaps hundreds of spells?" the reporter says, waving a small hand. "No one knows what to think, you know. Do you have a guess?"
  
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'''Crimson Cookoff!'''
   
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In response to our EMERGENCY EDITION, you've sent in your votes! ...and delicious recipes! The Crimson Pen--or is it Pens--are thrilled, and assure us that a draft is already underway. Still, it could go either direction, couldn't it?
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<font color="blue">Yelrona:</font> Of course! You came to the right person... I remember those strategy discussions intimately. You see... <pauses> ...I have absolutely no idea. But if I had to guess, I'd guess that it was related to, well, everything that's been going on. The demons, and Heth, and, well, everything. My people, especially those who rule, magic is in our blood. If humans knew an ally was going to be attacked, they might offer weapons or soldiers to help defend them. Dwarves might offer to build secure bulwarks. Elves? Elves offer magic. <shrugs> Either that, or we actually meant to send those secrets to our cousins in the East, and put the wrong mailing label on them. One or the other.
  
   
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- The Tribune
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Well, thank you for taking the time. It's been nice to be able to talk with one of the llyranesi, aside from the storybooks, I mean. Now, let me take you to that sketch artist.
  
   
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<font color="blue">Yelrona:</font> Thank you!
  
   
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'''Preparation of Sky Eel'''
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'''Editor's note:''' Alexandrians searching for a missing person are welcome to stop by the Tribune's offices, and ask an image be published, along with pertinent information. Artists and assistance may also be found through the local Watch.
  
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:Sent in on behalf of favoring Magelos Jithralla
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For those unfamilar, Sky Eel are a common creature from the elemental plane of water, named for their vibrant sky blue color. Easily aquired from a range of arcane sources, many believe this delicacy to be ficticious, or even poisonous; simple misunderstandings from improper preperation.
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Sky Eel should be prepared fresh, and the meat spoils rapidly when exposed to air or direct sunlight. The eel can be prepared like any aquatic animal, removing the head, skin, bones, and internal organs, leaving a rubber flesh of sky blue. A this point the flesh is indeed toxic, and should not be consumed. A white or grey flesh has spoiled, and should be discarded. By rubbing the meat with common sea salt, the texture should harden, and the color deeper to a rich navy blue. Simple shake off the excess salt. Any earth based material, such as common dirt, can have a similar effect, but sea salt best preserves the flavor.
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Once the meat has been prepared, it can be cooked similar to other fish. This author recommends a light coating of basil and lemon juice before frying in olive oil. A properly cooked Sky Eel will take on bright green highlights, and the meat flake easily. Serve with white wine and asparagus.
   
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=====Advertisement=====
  
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'''Marcus' Doors!'''
  
   
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'''Chicken and Rice'''
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Marcus Morden's Door Emporium is here to serve all your door and gateway needs! Was your door kicked in by frightful adventurers? Worry not! Marcus' Door Emporium is here to solve your problems! We offer a full range of doors from your standard wooden door to steel gateways and portcullis! Whatever your needs, Marcus Morden's Door Emporium will serve it! We offer a full range of insurance services and warranties on your products in the event of door destruction in the face of hostile mercenaries. We guarantee you'll get your money's worth!
  
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:Sent in on behalf of Mereth
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You will need bacon, 2 cups uncooked white rice, two pound chicken leg quarters, can of cream of mushroom soup, seasonings. Place a layer of fatty bacon along the bottom of a 9x13 cake pan. Pour even layer of 2 cups uncooked white rice. Lay chicken over top of rice, pour cream of mushroom soup over entire pan. Sprinkle with black pepper and oregano. Over with foil, bake at 325F for 30 minutes. Uncover, bake additional 15 minutes. Serve hot.
   
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Pheasant or turkey can easily replace chicken, other cream soups can replace Cream of Mushroom. Common troubles are dry chicken. Make sure to leave skin on, and uncooked rice, which may need additional hydration. Experiment to suit personal tastes.
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'''Interviews, IV -- Ga'Elian of the Sylvanori'''
  
   
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''Today, I am interviewing Ga'Elian, of the sylvanori. He resides in Alexandros and he says, makes a living protecting travellers. We also talk about some of the questions most puzzling to Alexandros, such as--what does the home of the sylvanori look like? And, of course, recent politics--at least from the sildanyari side of things!''
  
   
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'''Delicious Summer Strawberries'''
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Ga'Elian, I understand you're a follower of Gilead?
 
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:On behalf of Magelos Jithralla
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As the summer heats up, so can you with simply sensual sliced summer starberries. Begin with stawberries, plucked in the burning heat of a summer sun, sweat glistening. Soak in wet, dripping, water to wash away those impure thoughts. Chill in a private cellar, in the dark, pressed close, hidden from the world above.
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'''Sandy Soother'''
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<font color="blue">Ga'Elian:</font> Well mightest thou think so, but while the White Stag hath favored me greatly, 'tis His sister Niessa that I, and my tribe generally, revere first.
  
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:On behalf of Magelos Jithralla
   
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Pie for Pacifying Irate Sandys:
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> You know, I recall he's the god of travel. I don't think I've heard of...Niessa, is it? Could you tell me a little bit about her?
  
   
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Oh! You know, that's fascinating. Do all sildanyari call Her that, or is it more locak, from your tribe?
  
   
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<font color="blue">Ga'Elian:</font> Llyranesi also know Her by this name. As for the Mul'niessa, I know but little of their ways.
  
   
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Fascinating! Until recently, the llyranesi and sylvanori kept to themselves. I think the image we all have of them is from storybooks. The mysterious forest, or a shining castle surrounded by vines. Do you mind telling me a little what your home was like? I think our readers would be interested. What do you think is the first thing a visitor would be struck by?
  
   
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By the time the world stops spinning around, the pie ought to be ready, and slightly burnt on the top, which only adds to the flavour. That is, if it hasn't caught fire first. If it has, put out the fire with a swipe of a damp cloth, scrape off the burnt bits, and mix more alcohol with the contents, by which time one can either consume, or imbibe, the resultant mixture. Which ought to then put any irate Sandys to sleep.
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<font color="blue">Ga'Elian:</font> Methinks most civilized folk might suppose we were camping. But the Faravanilas tribe moveth from place to place as the game wandereth. The Perianath is wide enough that we never go more that a hundred leagues from one place to another. The rocks and streams are our friends, and we have frequent contact with the fae and other creatures of the wild. Overall, I would guess that city-folk would be aroused by the abundant greenery and clean air, although I suppose some might be frightened by the native sounds of the wilderness.
  
   
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<Image of Ga'Elian's homeland, as described to one of the Tribune's sketch artists: http://bit.ly/29rnFo6 >
  
   
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Fascinating. What brought you to Alexandria, then? It is very different.
  
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=====Where in Ea is Severson Sparkthistle?=====
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<font color="blue">Ga'Elian:</font> Good question. Thou speakest aright concerning my people--that until recently, but few ventured from Llyranost. Why, even now 'tis mostly those of my generation who feel the call to reach out to the greater world. See, over the centuries, there hath been a marked decline in the rate of Sildanyari birth. In recent decades, this decline hath accelerated to alarming depths. Many believe that interacting or even interbreeding with outsiders is the only or best way to stem that decline, but 'tis fraught with controversy among the elders who geat that the cost of such actions would be to lose the very nature of what it is to be Sildanyari. I personally feel more inclined to take the elders' view on the matter but...
  
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Our regular, 'Gnomish Traveller' column is replaced by an emergency. Gearbear's cousin Severson has been kidnapped and is being taken across Ea! With your help, the search is underway! Please help us identify the locations in the sketches!
   
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My own personal decision to come hither is motivated by a combination of things. Partly, beautiful as my home is, I long to see the wonders of Ea beyond the Perianath. Partly, 'tis due to the calling I received from Niessa and Mahal (or Gilead as He is called among humans). In the Faravanilas tribe, each youngling departeth upon a month-long dreamquest on the night of the first full moon following their 100th birthday. In it, one traveleth alone into the wild going withersoever the Silver Huntress shall guide, and in the process learneth Her will for his adulthood. In mine, I was inspired to range the wide lands of Ea. More recently, tidings of the daemonic infestation, breaking forth upon Ea through the gateway of Alexandria came even into the forests, so I came for to help.
  
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'''The Latest Evidence'''
   
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'''Editor's note:''' The decline of the sildanyari is a hotly debated topic. What is known is that they began to age and die, and lost much of their power. Scholars attribute this to their loss of ties to the fae realms, while others go so far as to blame the dark gods.
  
   
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'''How to Identify Severson v. Gearbear'''
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Given that we're talking about the sylvanori coming out--and your own reasons for coming here--there is a question I'm sure many have wondered about. What about the magic? Quite recently, as you know, the llyranesi gifted the city--and the world--with new spells, magic, and ideas. They did this shortly after they re-emerged. What do you think prompted it? I don't mind saying, everyone here is stumped.
  
   
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<font color="blue">Ga'Elian:</font> I may not be the best person to ask about the Llyranesi and their gifts of magic. While my tribal elders acknowledge the Llyranesi royals as overlords, quite frankly they bear but little direct influence among the tribes of the Sylvanori. I know that anciently the druids learned some of our ancestral rituals, but the recent sharing of magics by the Llyranesi is as much a mystery to me.
  
   
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=====Ads=====
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<font color="blue">Nilou:</font> Thank you for coming by, Mr. Ga'Elian. It's been a pleasure.
  
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'''Balefire Silkworks Rescue!'''
   
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<font color="blue">Ga'Elian:</font> Good luck, master Scribbetter.
  
   
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=====Great Paladin Advice Column=====
  
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:Q: Great Paladin! Is it true that you once caused the sky to rain demons?
  
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:A: The story has changed over time. The truth of it was that it rained demon pieces.
  
   
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:Q: Great Paladin! What do I do if someone is eating cookies in my bed?
 
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:A: If someone eats cookies in your bed, then you lay in wait for the next time and when they start eating cookies in your bed again you burn it.
  
   
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:Q: Great Paladin, how many gobs could a hobgob chuck if a hobgob could chuck gobs?"
 
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:A: This is an answer I do not have. But I would pay good money to see. We would also have to define precisely what counted as a chuck. Is it more or less than a lob? How does it compare to a pitch? Or a punt? All of this should be thoroughly researched through demonstration.
  
   
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===Variday, Pryntar 20, 1019===
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:Q: Great Paladin! ...are paladins also throwing weapons?
  
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE====
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:A: ...they are not. :(
  
   
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=====Front Page=====
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''GREAT PALADIN STANDARD DISCLAIMER -- I cannot be held accountable for anyone creatively interpreting my answers, nor reading such things in them that I clearly would not intend. Such as illegal activities. Or racism. ''
  
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'''Dark Pathways Ahead'''
   
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Adventurers were dispatched this evening last in response to a cry for help so uncommon that many had at first thought it a hoax; the Lunar Grove, a local druid circle known for their insular and reclusive ways, requested the city's aid in the shadow of heavy losses suffered in the previous months, claiming an inability to properly uphold a natural balance in the outreaching Westwood Copse on the very brink of their perview.
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===Tariday, Aestry 26, 1018===
  
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE (Issue VII)====
  
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=====Death of Chef Plot Cooks Up=====
  
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''Reporting by Arnold Benson, Alexandria Tribune''
  
   
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Lead by a scout from 'Dancing Shadows', the militant arm of the unusual grove used primarily for the culling of an overpopulace of predators, the group of wayward warriors encountered a cyclopian threat, complete with what reports have called a 'hunt-to-kill' trained pack of worgs, unindiginous to the area in question. According to the recollection of one such Adventurer, 'Observation: Attempted ambush. Resolution: Elimination. Summation: Mission successful.'
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Dillen StoneSpike of the IronHammer clan past away this Eliday. A local craftsman and active member of the community, StoneSpike was perhaps best known for his participation in the anual Chili Cookoff. His son Tillbard told the Tribune "Dad loved the Cookoff. He'd spend all year working on his chili, trying to get it just right to wow the judges."
 
   
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Heavy casualty was sustained by the party, but due to the bravery and will of those involved, it seems that the danger is, for the moment, quelled in the west. Merchants and travellers alike are still warned against the trails that extend through that distant territory without protection, but the way is open, and the possibilities are endless.
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Dro'bac Irontusk, a long time rival in the cookoff, spoke at a brief memorial outside the StoneSpike home. "Dillen and I argued often, but always with respect and freindship. The world has lost a great man, and a great chef. So I will not be entering this years cookoff, but will instead be working with Tillbard to recreate his father's signature chili, that everyone can enjoy one last bowl in memory of Dillen Stonespike."
 
   
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OOC: This refers to a prP run by the great Yokai! Contact her for details! Participants were Aodh, Zant, Ollithial, and Sasha!
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=====Adventurer's Guild Pranked=====
  
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A DISTURBANCE AT THE ADVENTURER'S GUILD two nights hence has been widely reported throughout the city, and has been the subject of intense speculation. What is apparent is that some kind of fracas took place, with guildsmen caught in the middle.
  
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'''Chimeria Brings Questions About Its Arrival'''
   
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A caravan being escorted to the bank of Alexandria was interrupted by a hideous, monstrous Night Hag whom challenged the mercenaries guarding it for the rights to a particular gem in their care. Accepting her challenge (despite apparent rumors of flirations between her and one Aesir warrior), they defeated her pet Chimeras and were able to proceed to the bank and deposit the wealth of owner safely.
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A spokesman for the Guild stated today that the clean-up operation has been a complete success, and that the business of the Guild has returned to normal. Damping down wild rumour, the spokesman reported that, contrary to popular belief, the events were unrelated to recent demonic activities in the city.
  
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She left peacefully, after that, though whispers hint that a gem has gone missing from the bank.
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OOC: This ties to a scene by Whirlpool! Contact him for details! Participants were: Alba, Mayahuel, Jokul, Durrankar!
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
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'''Brews Hopping in Alexandria!'''
   
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Local brewers are showing their pride this week with new brews. Some are only available this week! Here is what you've had to say...
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A watchman stated later that the incident is likely to have been a prank involving students at the Bardic College and members of the Society of Progressive Arcanists. Both organisations declined to comment, with the College stating only that it was not responsible for the actions of the student body.
  
   
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Lysa Hrolfdottr writes:
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The city watch are appealing for further witnesses to come forward.
  
   
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:Worldgrog's World Grog: Rumlike drink with not just Earthy undertones, but tasted like Rum on the rocks... rocks as in stone and soil.
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=====A New Kind of Gardening=====
  
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Lower Alexandria was the site of yet another demonic eruption Tariday evening as an infernal creature caused havoc. Witnesses report the creature's appearance in the Market District, destroying seven stalls before heading south towards the city hospital.
 
   
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:Blue Banner Ale: Quite good. More traditional ale flavor with the hint of something tangy and metallic. Iron? Bronze? Mithral? Hard to say!
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"It was a right monster, it was!" said Louis Cooper, owner of one of the destroyed stalls. "Just came out of nowhere, belching fire, smashing things to pieces with that blade of 'is!" Several witnesses reported a black-glowing blade and leathery wings on the creature, though reports conflict. Exact casualty counts are still unknown, but are estimated at a dozen or more. A guard official speaking off the record suggested that the number would have been far higher had the populace not fled sensibly.
  
   
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:Magmabreaker: Tried burning out my taste buds for good with this one. Lysa didn't even know what Magma was until it was too late. Afterwards, there was a lingering burn. Her review is: Tastes like FIRE.
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The demon was dispatched shortly after its arrival in the Garden District by several hospital guards and clerics. Although no further information about the demon's origins was available, several witnesses did report seeing two elves fleeing the Garden just before the battle broke out... one of whom was described as a Dark Elf wearing a large feathered hat.
 
   
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:Deepjaw Stout: Mostly because it was so much cooler than the Magmabreaker, the Stout had a -very- soothing and smooth taste to it. Like caramel though in liquid form and with less sugar. Tasted like it should have been thick... a beer milkshake? Hrmmm...
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:OOC: See [[RP:_Demon_in_the_Garden|Demon in the Garden]] for details.
  
   
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:Strongarm IX: Strong enough to cross the eyes, a good bitter taste to it. Drink enough, and it will fool you into thinking you are far stronger than you really are. Well-named bew!
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=====The Ballad of Ga'Elian=====
  
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The staff here at the Tribune has been informed of a new song making the rounds at the Bardic College entitled "The Ballad of Ga'Elian, Ettin-Slayer." We reproduce it here without further editorial comment.
  
   
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:Now a farmer needs assistance,
  
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:So approaching from the distance
  
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:Three elves and a child of giants near the farm.
  
   
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Thank you, Lysa! Keep sending in your reviews, and celebrating the Festival!
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:Sunblade Sorscha, sword of morn,
  
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:Mighty Kailin, giant-born,
  
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:Quick Yelrona and Ga'Elian the wild.
  
   
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=====Tribune Trails Comic=====
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:Though the day is bright and clear
  
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The Nar-sektoth was really bugged by this incident. In fact, when we handed them the script, they ripped it.
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:They see no sign as they draw near
  
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:Of any threat that has this farmer's crops defiled,
  
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:And yet the crops are disappearing
  
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:As the four of them are nearing.
  
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:Soon enough they see what means to do them harm.
  
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:Bunnies aren't just cute like everybody supposes,
  
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:They got them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses,
  
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:And what's with all the carrots?
  
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:What do they need such good eyesight for anyway?
  
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:Bunnies!
  
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:Bunnies, they're giant bunnies!
  
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:The buck-toothed beasts soon face defeat,
  
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:Our heroes pause to heal and offer thankful prayer,
  
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:But they soon have cause to learn
  
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:A giant hare's owner, in turn,
  
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:For this fight they're unprepared,
  
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:Holding firm but still they're nervously a-sweatin'
  
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:When a pair of arrows' flight
  
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:And the wild elf earns the title Ettin-Slayer!
  
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:Bunnies!
  
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:Bunnies!
  
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:Bunnies, they're giant bunnies!
  
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For more info, see http://tenebraemush.net/index.php/PRP:_Hare_We_Go
  
   
 
=====Great Paladin Advice Column=====
  
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The Great Paladin reports that Charn's weather is terrible this time of year, but then it is always terrible. Column returning as soon as she makes it back from her vacation! May the corpses of evil cleanse the earth before you, as a kindly, comforting carpet!
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Q: GREAT PALADIN! If a parent yells at a child, is it good to leave spiders in the parent's pillows, every night for a week?
  
   
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A: Spiders are unacceptable. They serve a great purpose in controlling the bug population. To sacrifice them to head squishing on the pillows of parents would lead to an uncontrolled population boom for other gross and disgusting creatures. I suggest, instead, lining the inside of their pillow cases with honey.
  
   
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=====The Gnomish Traveler=====
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Q: But what about snakes?
  
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Gearbear Sparkthistle is returning from Blar this week! Please send in your letters--where should he go, next??
   
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'''OOC:''' Want to photobomb the gnome across Ea? Point your favorite image editor to: http://tenebraemush.net/index.php/File:Trib_gnometravel_heads.png
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A: Snakes would be acceptable. The parents would surely see their ire was misplaced when they realize how industrious their child had to be in order to round up that many snakes.
  
   
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Q: If an Otyugh requests sanctuary am I required to give it?
  
   
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A: Of course, you are required to give it sanctuary. Hobgoblins, and by extension goblins and gnomes on account of them barely qualifying as sentient, are the perfect people to give sanctuary to such creatures as Otyughs. This leaves humans free to do more important and less disgusting tasks.
  
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'''Spring Staves!'''
   
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Spring Staves! Mithralla Merchandise now offers a line of magical staves! From fire to ice to the ever famed Staff of Power, Mithralla Merchandise now offers a wide range of arcane staves. Located on the Mountain Road, under the giant sword, Mithralla Merchandise continues to offer a wide range of quality magical items, crafted from local mateirals, with over two centuries of crafting experience.
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Q: Great Paladin! Is the consumption of demons moral?
  
   
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A: This is of great debate. On the one hand, when demons know that what they hunt and prey upon has taken to using them as a form of sustenance, it begets a kernel of fear. A kernel which can only grow when they open their eyes to how adept some mortals have become at hunting demonkind.
  
   
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'''Seeking Stories!'''
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On the other hand, eating demons is kind of like eating heaven's poop.
  
   
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Want to spread RUMORS? SLANDAR? ...or just tell everyone about that awesome PrP you just ran, or roleplay you'd had? Send it to the Tribune! We give out bonus RPP for every article when we publish! (Publication cycle is every 2 weeks, earlier if we have enough articles.)
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So, is the consumption of demons moral? My answer is this. Morality does not come into it. It all depends on how aggressively you brush your teeth.
  
   
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===Tariday, Pryntar 07, 1019===
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And if you enjoy ritual cleansing or not.
  
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'''Conspiracy Uncovered'''
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''GREAT PALADIN STANDARD DISCLAIMER -- I cannot be held accountable for anyone creatively interpreting my answers, nor reading such things in them that I clearly would not intend. Such as illegal activities. Or racism. ''
  
   
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Sir Enworth Steadyhand, speaking for the Alexandros Ministry of Internal Affairs, told the Tribune, "On Tariday, Vhast 31st officials of Alexandria's Watch took into custody a Charneth national who styled herself Lady Jaquetta. This Jaquetta was arrested on charges of conspiracy to commit necromancy and (a badly attempted) conspiracy to overthrow the government of Alexandros. In addition, condemning evidence was sent to the royal government of Dun Mordren, as the evidence pointed to another conspirator allegedly being in Khazadi jurisdiction. The Ministry now possesses conclusive evidence of the conspiracy, including detailed plans, but for reasons of public security has decided to withhold further information from public dissemination, but does with to thank members of the Adventurer's Guild for their assistance.
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=====Ads=====
  
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'''''Seeking Forward-Thinking, Business-minded Professionals'''''
  
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Seeking forward-looking businessfolk. Inquire within the Warehouse District near the Docks. Look for a building with a half gold circle overhead, in reverse. We look to encourage ethics and fair trade within Alexandria's port waters. Specialists in trade negotiations and legal matters preferred, as well as those with more physical traits and of a good disposition.
  
   
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The Tribune has learned that the evidence upon which the arrest warrant for Lady Jaquetta was issued ties back to the story we reported two issues ago, in which we told of a mysterious box that was delivered to Professor Argus Bumblebottom of the Artificers' Hall from a wreckage of a wagon in the mountains. When we asked Professor Bumblebottom to shed more light on Sir Enworth's statement, he replied, "The box was merely a secure container for the incriminating documents. Once I saw what was on those pages, I made all due haste to alert the authorities."
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=====Opinions and Personal=====
  
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'''An Appeal to Artificers'''
  
   
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Lady Jaquetta's arrest took place at the suite she had been renting at the Fernwood Public House. When Watch officials arrived to execute the warrant, a further search was made of her rooms, in which was found a make-shift laboratory for the construction of a flesh golem, and a shrine to Thul. The Fernwood Pub's management told the Tribune that clean-up was already well underway, thanks to the generous assistance of volunteers from the Shovelers of St. Rarvin.
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''by Stirling''
  
   
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''OOC:'' Contact Ga'Elian for rumors!
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It it with heavy heart that I must share the news that Old Clunk's junkyard has been savaged by a hoard of vile demons. It may even be true that he is not the only one affected by the infection of evil underneath our city. However this is not just an ordinary target, this is a pillar of the artificing community!! A master of mechanical, a collector of crafts, a teacher of the technical! What artificer, what tinkerer, what crafter in this city did not get their start with the help of Old Clunks? When we were missing that key mana capacitor, when we needed that extra mithril hyper conductor, when we needed to find those polarized surge crystals at 3 am, who was there? Old Clunk was there! Either collecting the scraps and leftover pieces of our projects to help out the budding artificer, to help complete the midnight project or to find the key component we needed in our darkest hour. We cannot let this stand!
 
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To all the crafters, artificers, tinkerers and mechanicly minded, let us restore Old Clunk to his former glory! Come lend a hand and volunteer with orginization and cleanup! Drag that old piece of scrap in your backyard in and donate it to the cause! That project that's still in pieces your going to get to someday? You know thats not today, bring it in! Come down and share your hands, your minds and your extra artfice to restore a pillar of the community to greatness.
 
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In support of Old Clunk's Titan Arms and Armor (Stirling) will be offering at-cost arms and armor crafting to anyone who has volunteered at the junk yard for the next month!
  
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'''Anniversary Announcement'''
  
   
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A belated congratulations to Ladies Sandiel and Myrana, who recently celebrated their first year, together. The two were originally married on Korday, Hattanan 7, 1017! Congratulations to you both!
  
   
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'''New Brews Bingo!'''
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'''Heroism: An Unrecognized Opportunity for Fall Debutantes!'''
  
   
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This Kegger Fest, be sure to hunt down these new, Khazad Duin-inspired brews in the city. Although nothing will be revealed until the holiday, we've received reports of the following new drinks to hit the streets, restaurants, and food carts of Alexandros:
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''by Abrahil Fozzletorque Brindlegear''
  
   
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* Magmabreaker
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Oh, as I sit here quill in had, nothing could have me more excited! How bright the future looks, with our brawny, handsomemost heroes slaying demons in the street! Why, just the other day I beheld Jareth, sweat glistening mightily as he slew devil-giant after devil-giant! Such adventure! Such heroism in Alexandria!
  
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* Woldgrog's World Grog
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* Deepjaw Stout
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* Earthbrand Haleshaker
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* Limeg's Blue Banner Ale
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* Blue Gobber Bitters
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* Rosey-Nosey
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* Old Peculiar Cavern
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* Strongarm IX
   
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To help you out, we've attached a "Keggerfest Bingo" to this edition. Be sure to cut out the card, and check off new drinks as you encounter, and try them! Festival goers who try every brew will win a unique prize from the Tribune!
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Such bravery!
  
   
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''OOC:'' Please send Lahar an @mail if you do this, or if you'd like to ensure you get an extra, bonus RPP with it, send in your review of the Kegger Fest brews to the Tribune!
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For the prospective youth, nothing could be better. No time is more exciting! Why, with such bravery in front of us, how can we fail to find potential worthies for the upcoming fall dances, and otherwise celebrations? Such wonderment and promise for a fulfilling fall, a gorgeous and upcoming glory to the social scene in Alexandria!
  
   
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It is with this in mind I wish to wish everyone here an upcoming, glorious and enjoyable fall season! As the demons tromp through and as Arendt continues his most disgraceful huff-and-puff, do not forget to stop by the Arcanists' to check out upcoming styles--oh, the wonder with cantrips these days! Or, the many noted shops in Alexandria! As well, keep an eye open for festivities--it promises to be an active, beautiful season! We must prepare!
  
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Now, if you will excuse me--oh! It's time for tea, and to take a bit out to watch the heroisms in the streets. They're quite good, you know! Such inspiration!
  
   
 
=====Fashion and Culture=====
  
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'''Toga-tastic Fashion Trends Sweeps Alexandria!'''
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'''The Summer Butterfly'''
  
   
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Following a sweeping fashion change among the Myrrish royal elite, shops in Alexandros are struggling to import togas. The Prestigious Moon received their first shipment this week. By all accounts, shop owner Lady Sandiel Jn'Rajh Arwenieniallwehn was ecstatic. Her wife stood by, weeping tears of joy at the fashion trend.
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Fashion is a fickle creature, and this summer is no exception. From ruffles to ruffly bustles, the "Summer Butterfly" style has taken off in force. Members of the Arcanists have produced colors and animations "of the sort to accompany the most sophisticated pedestrian, with a gentle fanning motion to maintain a refreshing breeze" this fashion appears both stylish and for a rare once, practical.
  
   
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When asked about the new fashion, Lady Myrana Jn'Rajh Arwenieniallwehn replied: "Well I certainly did say they were the mode, didn't I? Hm? Oh, no, this isn't gin I'm pouring in my coffee, not at all."
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The inspiration for the style is claimed by at least three local designers, though rumor has it that it originated due to an acolyte's miscast on Lady Sandiel's "most remarkable bustle." The truth as always, remains elusive. Perhaps this time, as elusive as a gentle butterfly's wings.
  
   
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The Tribune is pleased to report that all togas sold out within a short period--after a visit to the prestigious store later that evening, none were to be found!
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'''A Touch More Blood'''
  
   
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''OOC:'' This relates to the Fashion plot, run by Whirlpool! Contact him, or Abrahil, Ga'Elian, Kravar, Myrana, Selerik, Stirling, Verna, or Thyrson for details.
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By reports, the sith-makar and the local Ygdrassil Union get along well, and the sith-makar presence in the City has been "spotty, outside of festivals and the Lower Trades," according to Siaria, who works in Alexandria's Chamber of Commerce. Lately however, a few of these reptiles have been seen about the Theatre District.
  
   
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Reports Vilian Flaria, of the Flightwright, "We believe it's a natural fit for them. Their culture has a large oral, and performance element to it. Theatre is just a natural part of that."
 
   
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'''Kegger Fest for Foodies!'''
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Siaria added: "Our Treaty is under two years old. Between nations, that is hardly any time at all. Really, we're just coming to know one another. It's easy to say they look different than us--okay, obviously, but there are other differences as well. I believe art is a universal language, though. Theatre may be an area where we can really connect."
  
   
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Although the focus of Kegger Fest has traditionally been on getting smashed, foodies in the city can expect a plethora of new offerings. The nod between Khazad Duin's and Alexandros' adventuring community is partially responsible, though it is also true that post-Shadows, khazadi culture has been becoming more influential world-wide.
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Have any sith-makar attended shows so far? Flaria responded that they had. "They seem to particularly like ones where Charn is the villan. In fact, one of their ...shamans? I think it was, came back later and asked if we couldn't add a touch more blood."
  
   
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This festival, look for as many as 24 new drinks this season, from established brewing-houses in Alexandros, as well as the explosion in the robust fare we've come to expect of khazadi cuisine. In Vadran, Stoneworks' Calzones appears to have gotten the jump on celebrations, but for foodies, don't expect that to be the end of the story.
   
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This festival, expect to experience an explosion in the variety of mushroom-based brews. Rich, poingant and flavorful, these broews go well with any khazadi-inspired items you'll find on menus this week, and the Festival is an opportune time to try them. Popular sides include the crispy, yet rich breads farmed from the underearth's mossflower and litchensgra. With these dishes, expect a mushroom or lichen-derived oil, and rock salt, to be placed on the table.
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'''A Series of Interviews of Alexandrian Culture'''
  
   
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Any new khazadi-inspired meat dishes are not to be missed this festival season. Freshwater mollusks, tusklizard tailchips, lichen salads, and tide-eel on mossflower biscuits represent just some of the variety to be had. Whatever the dish, expect to be served a good, strong drink alongside it, and a helping of their poignant but flavorful taevar sauce. Taevar is uniquely khazad. Made from an eyeless, underground fish, it is fermented through a special process to achieve its unique flavor, which some describe as possessing an initial bite--that explodes in a deep burst of flavor along the back of the tongue.
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I, Nilou Farsens Scribbetter of the Alexandrian Tribune, have been tasked with a series of interviews about life here in Alexandria and the cultures that compose it! The City is one of the melting pots of the world, and I am attempting to capture its mixture in words.
 
   
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As a major sea port, Alexandros' seafood dishes pair well in general with Khazad Duin's taevar sauce. Even if you're avoiding the tide-eel, the sauce could be the one item to try this festival season.
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Expect more upcoming in the coming weeks!
  
   
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'''Interviews, I -- Adalhard Zaldwolf'''
  
   
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'''Stoneworks' Announces New Mead!'''
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''Here, I interview Adalhard Zaldwolf, formerly of Blar. He arrived in Alexandria with his family, and despite some difficulties, quickly set about creating a life here. Adalhard, what would you say to our readers about your travel here, and what you expected to find?''
  
   
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Stoneworks' newest drink offering is a nod to Alexandria's heritage, with a khazadi flair. The crisp yet sweet, 'Northmountain Golden Apple' stands as the fourth drink to the sturdy menu. Its selection followed loud, thunderous debate, during which Embma and Jaruda Shaletracker had to call for order several times. Northmountain is produced by a connection to Lysa Hrolfdottr, of the northern mountain lands.
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:''Adalhard:'' We could think of nothing but Alexandria was a land of bravery. Blar had been freed by heroes and that was our impression of them. When we got here, this was not the case. At least, not all of the way.
  
   
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Present during the debate were the Shaletracker couple, Lysa, Astaren, Dubtle, Hildr, Khogh Dorahl, and numerous neighbors and extended family.
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:''Nilou:'' No? What was different?
  
   
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''OOC:'' This connects to the recent Meetup! Log here: http://tenebraemush.net/index.php/Beer_Khazad_and_Calzones
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:''Adalhard:'' It was very different. Heroes are extraordinary people and I think they must see many kinds of people in their life. When we arrived--we did not look like the oruch, who they were used to. There are also all these rumors--the great arvek nar nations, very strong military. And I those are true. But we came here, and we were very poor and desperate. And perhaps we did not fit those expectations. Perhaps we looked very different.
  
   
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=====Tribune Trails Comic=====
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:''Nilou:'' There was some unrest in the Trades at the time.
  
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:''Adalhard:'' Yes, there was. And among the guilds. I think they worried that we would take their jobs. But arvek--what we want to do, is build. We want to make things better. With our embrace of Serriel, we march towards the dawn.
 
   
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=====Great Paladin Advice Column=====
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:''Nilou:'' So that is a--what do you mean when you say 'March towards the dawn'?
  
   
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There is no Great Paladin this week, as the Great Paladin is visiting the Hells on a holiday, because somehow this is a good idea. We wish you well, Great Paladin!
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:''Adalhard:'' It means we move to greater and better things. Arvek will make Alexandria strong. Stronger, I mean. Already you see it in our stables.
  
   
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:''Nilou:'' Thank you.
  
   
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=====The Gnomish Traveler=====
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:''Adalhard:'' Has been a pleasure.
  
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''Gearbear Sparkthistle here, or "Bear" as I am known to friends and foe alike! I am a traveler and explorer of faraway places and unknown lands! Recently, I set my sights on BLAR!''
   
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What can I say of Blar, but that as I crested the hills, I understood immediately how Bludgun had named it the CRIMSON BASTION! Blar is certainly a display of arvek industriousness, and any war chief would think thrice and twenty times before attacking it! Yet, I Gearbear Sparkthistle descended the hill fearlessly!
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'''Editor's note:''' The Malifre Stables may be seen outside of the Northern Gates. The Malifre is known for its cleanliness and the orderliness of its grooms. It houses hundreds of steeds of varying types for the City of Alexandria.
  
   
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Arvek organisation is such that the devastations of the Sendor War and following Taara's Tears seem only a memory--at least compared to the rest of the world. It's said they put this same strength to all of their endeavors! Hearing this of course I, Gearbear, saw it as a challenge! And opportunity, of course! What great traveler endures without mighty bunions? Could this finally be the place to ease them? I wondered but alas--I was never to find out. Read on, brave traveler!
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'''Interviews, II -- Old Clunk'''
  
   
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Advek industriousness, as you tour the city, knows no limits and fewer bounds! The arvek have rebuilt not only homes, but streets and walls! From earlier accounts in the Tribune, we know of the devastation of not one, but two wars prior to the Tears: witnesses spoke of crumbled stone and blood-red walls. And yet...
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''Here, I interview Old Clunk, a minor icon here in Alexandria. He runs Old Clunk's Junkyard, which was recently subject to demonic troubles!''
 
   
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...yet, today the city is a military marvel! With a few new quirks, I might add. Quite unexpectedly, the arvek are now experimenting with color! Why. ...quite a few colors, enough that I lost track of them all. Within the walls is an almost blinding array of them--though knowing the arvek, rainbows may well be a secret weapon!
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:''Nilou:'' Clunk, I know the first question our readers will have is--what happened?
  
   
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Upon speaking to one of the guards (or a normal citizen, I couldn't tell exactly you know, what with the marching and saluting and all that!) I was assured that nothing in Blar is unuseful or frivolous! At this, the arvek have given me no reason to doubt them, though I do wonder at their naming conventions. While visiting I was led to "Thirstplace," which was of course, a place to wet your throat as well as "Bootsoff," which was a resting area for the military.
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:''Old Clunk:'' <click> What happens in Alexandria, every time I turn my damned back! ...
  
   
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Hrmm. At this place, I was looking for easment of my bunions. I thought I had found it, when I approached an older gentleman, who seemed to know his way around. Yet...you see, there are no OLD arvek. Or if there are, they are such who have survived horrifying tales! Bedlam! And terror!
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:''Nilou:'' Demons possessing your property, you mean?
  
   
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This ancient told me that yes, while I stood within the temple district--an area of great majesty, I might add! The temples were built on top of an ancient ziggurat! That, underneath area renamed "Don'tvisit" by locals, it's said to contain the corpse of a Child of Thul, as well as the entire stock of romance novels written by the former Crimson Hand cultists. They assure me the latter involved tales of Zombiesflutter, a Thulian-Taaran genre featuring muls and zombies, made originally as a cultish celebration of that unholy alliance.
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:''Old Clunk:'' ...well. Not that, exactly. But you know what I mean. I keep some ...useful things in the 'yard, so I will be taking steps to ensure this doesn't happen a third time.
  
   
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Er. ...well! With that, I was forced to end my visit, and look forward to exploring many, many other places on Ea! Please do write to me at the Tribune!
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:''Nilou:'' So what...tell me about the Junkyard. In your own words, please.
  
   
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:''Old Clunk:'' Well, it's a junkyard. If you know what you're looking for--well, collectors come there, too. War golems also, like myself. When you're made of bits and parts from some high-up artificer, there ain't always a spare. So, I provide that service.
  
   
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:''Nilou:'' I had never thought of that. I suppose we uhm, non-golems just see war golems walking around and never think about needing parts. Ours--you can't replace them.
  
   
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:''Old Clunk:'' Yeah, that's always been a deficiency. Come by though, and there's a guy will hook you up. <click>
 
   
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'''OOC:''' Want to photobomb the gnome across Ea? Point your favorite image editor to: http://tenebraemush.net/index.php/File:Trib_gnometravel_heads.png
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:''Nilou:'' Hook me up? Oh! You mean like with an artificial limb or something. What do war golems think of that? Someone like me walking about with--an arm or hand made out of artifice?
  
   
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===Eliday, Vhast 29, 1019===
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:''Old Clunk:'' We think you finally saw sense.
 
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=====Front Page=====
   
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'''Chasm Opens Near Genrivia, Area Yet More Dangerous'''
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I assumed he was being sarcastic, but it's hard to tell with that metal face. Nonetheless, I thanked him for the interview. He invited me, and our readers, "down for a Hot '40 sometime." I'm told that's sort of like WD-40, just heated, and that only "poncy golems" take sugar and cream.
  
   
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A chasm opened in the Badlands area near Genrivia. Reports suggest that when it opened, the sky turned purple and began to shimmer.
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'''Editor's Note:''' Old Clunk's Junkyard is located out in Goblintown, and is frequented by crafters, artificers, war golems, and gobbers.
  
   
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The Guild dispatched adventurers to investigate. While the full results of the investigation are pending, the Guild was able to respond to our inquiries in a limited fashion. The area the chasm erupted in, according to the Guild, is now in ruins. The sky remains purple in color.
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=====Upcoming Events=====
  
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Warriors of Angoron prepare for a demonstration of strength and athleticism, later this week. The Temple holds such competitions at least monthly. Replies Aka, priestess: "We invite anyone an' everyone ta come down an' test their strength! Especially tha laddies."
  
   
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Rumors suggest the presence of Kulthian artificery, and statements from local government appear to support this conclusion. Rogan Gormander, an attache to the council of Alexandria, issued a statement that seemed to indicate that the military has sealed off the area after adventurers addressed the problem. He states: "We had a brief incursion of Kulthian artifice that activated from ambient mana. These things happen," he added.
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At her words, a few of the Warriors nodded. One named Makoro spoke up: "We'll be having a log-tossing contest, a dead lift, an' a Rescue."
 
   
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The Exploratory Associates have urged caution in approaching the chasm. Spokesman Hurdrizh Silverarm, Forge of Reos, stated that: "The horror of the Kulthians remains in all minds. Because of that, we support investigations to identify the true cause of the disruption, and urge caution but not alarm. Although unlikely, if a Kulthian source is confirmed, we would of course cooperate to ensure its full removal, and the safety of Alexandros at large."
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Rescue? this reporter asked. Thankfully, Warrior Aka was able to shed some light on the matter: "Well, ya take yer favorite prince or princess--I like tha little laddies an' lads, m'self, they're so adorable when th' blush--and we put them on top of this great, tall wall. Ya climb up ther an' fight off their kidnapper. At tha moment, we got folks dressed up like th' Iron Tide."
  
   
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''OOC:'' This relates to plots run by Whirlpool! Please contact him for rumors and legwork.
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When asked if the prince and princess trope was a little tired in this modern era, a third warrior shrugged before adding, "Eh, it's tired--I mean, Alexandria don't really have much nobility anymore, even--but at's what makes it great. It's like them Lunch an' Munch plays. Ya know Lunch, ya know Munch, an' what roles they play. So ya get a 'laddie' an some hero ta rescue them. Eh. Crowd loves it."
 
   
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The event will take place at the end of this month at the Temple of Angoron.
  
   
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'''Doorbreaking Fans Kick On Through!'''
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=====Corrections=====
  
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Munch the TerrorMaw would like to set the record straight regarding the recent article with the Warrior of Angoron.
 
   
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With the conclusion of the latest 'Doorbreaker Trials,' the Guild issued an announcement today suggesting that the Trials themselves may go back further than they'd been aware.
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Though respectful of the Angorites, Munch himself is a Korrite, and will not be aiding in an offical capacity in the demonstrations. He does however intend to attend as a general participant. Despite rumors, he does not know anyone named Lunch, let alone a princess. Or a prince, for that matter.
  
   
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"We were aware of them competing once, in 1009, but recent documents suggest that they may go back 10, 20 years before that," Guildsofficer Korim Zathasdi said in a written statement. "Even more exciting, we may have found documents relating to this era, though there's nothing official we can reveal at this time."
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===Kesenday, Hattanani 27, 1018===
  
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE (Issue VI)====
  
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'''Midnight Run Report at the Bardic College'''
  
   
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In the meantime, the Doorbreaker Trials have inspired their own fandom. Khazad smiths, inspired by the strength and ingenuity displayed in the trials, have begun selling their own version of 'Doorbreaker Boots'. So far, boots with iron studding have proven most popular.
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Lyrics from "We are the Champions" blazed at 12:00 midnight exactly last Tariday, as seniors tore through the bardic campus. While technically illegal, the "Midnight Run" is a well-established tradition, dating back to the founding of the college. Morning showed the campus painted in fresh murals, with Ceinara's colors prominent.
 
   
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''OOC:'' This relates to Selerik's Doorbreaker Trials!
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"Although it's tradition, we encourage every senior to be safe," responded one member of the Watch, when asked about the event. The reactions of various politicians in the area is reported as "mixed."
  
   
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The college has no immediate plan to paint over the murals. "They may get painted over next year, who knows? Until then, we have examples of this year's finest work," immortalized on two and three story buildings. While true, some nearby residents have objected to the giant, near cartoon-like characterizations of the heads of the Flamewright and Hope local theatres, while others have suggested that it's free advertising.
  
   
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
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OOC: The bardic college is a visitable place ongrid! Hop on over to the Theatre District, and look for the paint splashes, upturned chairs, and that one gobber singing that one tune that time that you heard at that place on that one day.
  
   
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'''Results of Doorbreaker Trials In, Round One!'''
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'''New Treat at the Ox-Strength'''
  
   
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The Guild posted the winners of the recent Doorbreaker Trials to the Guild Hall this morning, to much fanfare. Each name included the number of trials that adventurer had completed. In order, the named were:
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Following last week's attack on the Malifre Stables, the Ox-Strength has boasted new, unprecedented quantities of its famous (or infamous) "owlbear stew with pepper." The stew boasts thick, oily segments of owlbear meat, served in a peppery sauce with what may or may not be vegetables.
  
   
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:Alba <4>
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'''Ralickwort Takes a Bath'''
  
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:Equipment Used: Adamantine Claw, Corset of the Vishkanya, Feather Fall hex, Creepy Hair Hex
   
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:Azog <2>
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Ralickwort the Weird would like to make it known that, despite rumours to the contrary, the impromptu bath at the hands of fellow gnomic tinkerers and their incredible bubble machine was not solicited in any way. It should also be noted that the subsequent reduction in height, presumably due to a loss of grime, is not in any way impairing his ability to scribe scrolls, brew potions or craft wondrous grubby items.
  
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:Boshter <4>
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The incident involved mountains of white soap foam engulfing the unwary, including the hapless Ralickwort, in the festival grounds. It is apparent that some kind of machine failure was responsible; most are blaming a family of gnomes (not related to Ralickwort). Ralickwort himself had this to say: "'Twere raet 'orrid. Ah can 'bsolutely say Ah've nevuh 'sperienced nuffin' like it in all me seven'y years."
  
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:Equipment Used: None!
   
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:Elisabeth <8>
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Customers to the labworks should note that /that/ smells as rank as ever.
  
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:Equipment Used: Knife, Shatter Spell
   
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:Fazahd <2>
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'''Ask Great Paladin!'''
  
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:Equipment Used: Adamantine Bastard Sword
   
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:Ga'Elian <18>
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A. Serene says, "When did Boshter become a paladin? I am of two minds regarding this. In one respect, it is heartening to see the heathen subhumans gaining some level of decency. On the other hand, I fear the tarnishing it may bring to the exalted status of paladin."
  
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:Munch <5>
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Q. Great Paladin! During times of famine and scarcity, Boshter stole all of the soap. What sort of a sin is this?
  
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:Zenia <9>
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A. Cleanliness is next to godliness. So if Boshter is being truthful about his conversion to paladinism, then this sin is only minor and can be overlooked in favour of the greater good. However, if he is lying about his conversion, then he is committing a much greater sin than soap stealing. Impersonation of such an exalted status is punishable by reincarnation. Which is probably to his benefit anyways.
  
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''OOC:'' This relates to Selerik's Doorbreaker Trials!
   
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=====Tribune Trails Comic=====
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GREAT PALADIN STANDARD DISCLAIMER -- I cannot be held accountable for anyone creatively interpreting my answers, nor reading such things in them that I clearly would not intend. Such as illegal activities. Or racism.
 
   
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'''Paladin In Jail?'''
  
   
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=====Great Paladin Advice Column=====
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It all started with the cell doors being closed on me leaving me in a cell with the triplets and the talking carrot. This isn't what is supposed to become of a holy champion of the people, being locked away like a common criminal.
  
   
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:Q: Great Paladin! Can arvek digest waffles, or are they too cursed to eat this naturally angelic foodstuff?
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Well, really, that's where the moment began, but there was events leading up to it. There was me, up on the statue in my breeches, singing. Reports vary, some even say it was the national anthem. So, who knows. But the whole thing started with me trying oruch ceremonies. A lot of alcohol and violence. It was the alcohol that did me in in the end.
  
   
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:A: Perhaps this question should be put to a live experimentation. And I implore anyone who offers any arvek nar waffles, in the interest of scientific study, to be sure not to lace the waffles with sedatives. Or laxatives. Or arsenic.
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Of course, I was just trying to expand my horizons, understand religion and culture from different views, learn ways beyond our own. I didn't expect it to go as it did, but I had to face the consequences of it, and the ringing in my head.
  
   
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:I know some of you are considering it. And all I can say to that is, for shame. And make sure it doesn't trace back to me.
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So, I tried to focus past the words of the talking carrot that sounded a lot like an Averk Nar about speaking with his fists, my instructors had taught me that there is more than the violence routine to life. So, maybe this was a test, something I needed to understand about myself and about my adherence to the laws and the will of the Gods?
  
   
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:Q: Great Paladin, if beauty is in the eye of the Beholder, how many Beholders should I hunt to acquire it?
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I spent the evening in quiet meditation partly because it made my head feel better but also to try and understand that there is always a story behind the scenario, there is always a reason leading up to the situation. I believe this was an act of the Goddess to help me understand that, so that not every bad action is done by bad people for bad intent. I should try to see the root cause and fix that, not follow the common town guard reaction and lock people away for violating the laws. After all, it doesn't fix the underlying problem, it just sweeps it under the rug for a while.
  
   
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:A: I wish I found it surprising that a hobgoblin finds beauty in a beholder. And I shouldn't judge. On the other hand, judging is what paladins do. Nevermind those upstart Inquisitors trespassing into portfolios they should keep themselves well clear of. So I will judge. Boshter, if you ever have any hope of rising above your shameful origins, I would suggest you stop holding monsters like beholders in such high regard.
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So, moral of the story, do not judge people based on the events you see unless you truly understand the events that brought them to be. Everybody's got a story, all you need to do is listen and we could make the world a better place. I mean, just look at my story as an example.
  
   
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:Q: If a judge gives me an answer I don't like and I think it's evil, do I have permission to judge the judge?
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'''Constable's Report'''
  
   
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:A: Are you a paladin? Of course not. You are a hobgoblin. So no, you are in no position to judge. This grieves me, but such is life. As for weasels, yes. The little bastards are evil. Just think of their beady little eyes, so much like a hobgoblin. Or their slithery bodies, so much like a goblin. The way they live in holes in the ground, so much like gnomes.
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Over the past couple of weeks, the Alexandrian City Guard has seen an increase in the incidence of crimes committed within their jurisdiction. Commenting on the recent renovation of the jail, located at the westen gates of the city, one guard was heard to remark, "If you build it, they will come."
  
   
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''GREAT PALADIN STANDARD DISCLAIMER -- I cannot be held accountable for anyone creatively interpreting my answers, nor reading such things in them that I clearly would not intend. Such as illegal activities. Or racism.''
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A spokesman for the Adventurer's Guild told the Tribune that they have even noticed that some of their members have had recent run-ins with the law. Just to name a couple of examples, the half-Sildanyari sorceress Telecorn was held over night for shooting off magical flames in public, and the savage Sylvanori called Ga'Elian was arrested on Tariday for assaulting a constable, who later eyewitness accounts say had been brutally beating his own horse. When the Tribune asked the constabulary for details on this alleged horse abuse, the only comment they made was to confirm that Ga'Elian was in custody.
  
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'''Relics of Local Vardman Saint Unearthed'''
  
   
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=====The Gnomish Traveler=====
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In Alexandria, heroes shine more brightly than anywhere in the world. Even in the dark. One such light shone in the graveyards years ago, and the Vardaman Temple is pleased to announce further development of Saint Rarvin's local legend. For those unaware, Saint Rarvin began life as a simple gravedigger. While he worked one night, undead came up from the earth.
  
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Gearbear Sparkthistle here, or "Bear" as I am known to friends and foe alike! I am a traveler and explorer of faraway places and unknown lands! Recently, I received letters requesting I travel to BLAR! Look for my exploits in the next edition when we travel to a land both terrifying, and orderly!
   
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An Alexandrian to his core, Rarvin grabbed his shovel and stood his ground. The details of what happened that night have been lost, but locals have not given up unearthing the legend. Mourner Kerbasi d'Bahjat reports discovering his shovel and "now a pair of rough, workman's gloves." The gloves, he tells us, are about what you would expect from a man like Rarvin. No further information has come forth, although we are assured the gloves, and the shovel, are being cared for at this time.
  
   
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=====Personal and Editorials=====
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Faithful may request to see the items by arranging with local priests of the temple.
  
   
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'''Omen in the Sky'''
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'''Recruiting: Hands of Ithildin'''
   
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In light of recent events, the Hands of Ithildin have stepped up recruiting efforts in Alexandria! They are known for their practical approach to the spread of medicine in poor communities. The Hands are a primarily female, and Althean, organization that is spread across the globe. Men serve in the Hand as well, though primarily as guards (though there are female guards, too).
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In the wee hours of the morning of Variday, Hattanani 16, still long before sunrise, observers at the Shining Chalice Observatory made a discovery that caused them great commotion. They report that a comet was seen on trajectory to cross the star-sign of the Great Wolf, specifically in a region that some have referred to as the chains. Debate among scholars and others as to the meaning of this sign has swelled with many theories competing for acceptance. Official representatives of the Shining Chalice merely comment that the reported observtion is correct, but that the significance of the discovery is still being analyzed.
  
   
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OOC: Interested in joining some Ithildins for RP? Contact: Diemma (Iadoth), Mayahuel (Abrahil), or Bjoric (Sebropert)!
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'''Gnomen Noodles Noodle Their Way Up!'''
  
   
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''Org Page:'' [[:Category:Hands_of_Ithildin|Hands of Ithildin]]
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Although the food originated with khazad tradesfolk hundreds of years ago, it took the gnomes to make it popular. Today, Soup-in-a-Cup comes in many different varieties and some say almost magical flavors. The basic directions however are the same: add water.
 
   
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"It's marvelous!" according to one spokesgnome, when asked about the product. Cladget Butterfoods is one manufacturer of Soup-in-a-Cup, or gnomen noodles as they are called on the street. Fizkindle Butterwords represents them. "Marvellous," he says. "It's so useful to the everyday tradesperson. Marvellous in its simplicity! That's why we're wanting to up the challenge to the next level!"
  
   
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'''Recruiting: Dorfs!'''
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His competitor Bonbargo Sparkgrinder over at Fizzy Muffintorque agreed, "Between Butterfoods and Muffintorque, we offer over thirty varieties of Soup-in-a-Coup!"
  
   
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Do you dorf? Do you like to drink strong ale, admire your manly beard or womanly mane in the mirror for hours on end? Do you wear adamantine boots, or dream of owning them someday?
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"That's cup," his competitor reminded him. "Cup, you know. And, nothing like friendly gnomish competition!"
  
   
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You're in luck!
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"Oh, right," replied Bonbargo, with a gleam in his eye.
  
   
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Come down to STONEWORKS' CALZONES, the hottest, most awesome dorf hangout ongrid! We sing the dorf national anthem of GOLD GOLD GOLD! every hour on the hour, followed by a rousing ruckus of BEER BEER BEER!
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Both Butterfoods and Muffintorque are expected to launch new flavors this summer. The rest of the interview was unable to be completed.
  
   
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Contact: Ilmig, Dubtle, Knogh Dural, Hildr, or Eberk (Jareth)!
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'''Alexandrosian Town, Kiseldet Demolished: No Survivors'''
  
   
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===Kesenday, Vhast 20, 1019===
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On a day fit for conflict, this last Korday Alexandros saw the devastation of one its towns and the spilling of a centuries-old war onto its grounds. With its population of 73 dead and buildings destroyed, Kiseldet remains a memory in the hearts and minds of those who knew it.
  
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE====
   
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=====Front Page=====
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The devestation was caused by a Ko-Jodakh shaman and her accomplice, who sources believe to have been an arcane-blooded of some type. The shaman had reportedly sought to destroy a second township, when Irregulars of the local Guilds intervened. Due to the speed which these heroes responded, countless more lives were saved.
  
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'''Possible Peace Between Rune and Dranei?'''
   
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Rumors from the north indicate that Rune and Dranish forces of the Iron Tide are nearing a settlement. Negotiations have been torturous, but there is a consistant drumbeat. Signs of good faith are beginning to emerge, such as prisoner exchanges and meetings in Dranei territories between veterans in an effort to dispel mutual distrust and hatred. These are probably not going well, all things considered, but thre IS an attempt.
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While details are still being investigated, officials are in conversation with local Sith-Makar to determine what may be learned of the shaman's motivations. While no official findings have been recorded, the latter delegation has suggested that the Ko-Jodakh have a history of violence. It is known that the races have been at war for a long time.
 
   
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''OOC:'' This is related to the Dran and Rune arc, by Whirlpool
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When asked why a Ko-Jodakh would issue an attack of this nature, Speaker-caste Noytlallel stated that: "They have alwayss been violent, in my knowing of them. I am not ssurprised if thiss was about attempting to claim territory from Alessandria."
  
   
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Another suggested, "I sstress we do not know. No one will know until the boness of the dead are made to sspeak."
  
   
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'''CRIMSON JUSTICE!'''
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The action has cast a shadow over Ko-Jodakh visitors to Alexandria. A Ko-Jodakh representative, Rithrize, suggests it was an isolated event, and that his people are being unfairly stereotyped and the claims "like oil from a rock."
  
   
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In an EMERGENCY EDITION, we reported the scandalous end to Alexandria's greatest 'Mystery of Mysteries,' a series wrought by the mysterious author, the Crimson Pen. Within their pages, we joined our beloved heroes, Jyrana, Mereth, and Dandy through their trials, tribulations and ultimately, Jyrana's great betrayal.
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The names of all 73 known victims of Kiseldet are published, below.
  
   
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In response to this GRAVE INJUSTICE, Alexandrians picketed the Prestitious Moon. On the third day of protests, the Crimson Pen made her, or should we say their, appearance!
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:Ginger Cantrell
  
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:Mildred Deirdre Vinson
  
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:Ofelia Cheri Grimes
  
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:Hyllis Grimes
  
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:Geirfufran Grant
  
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:Robyn Bryant
  
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:Ronda Julia Bryant
  
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:Tabatha Cobb Arargha
  
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:Tamera Ana Carney
  
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:Tammy Jayne Mullen
  
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:Valeria Kellie Nolan
  
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:Violet Reid
  
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:Anda Romdara
  
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:Mim Romdara
  
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:Rhah Romdara
  
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:Yesenia Head
  
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:Jo Harper
  
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:Mim Romdara
  
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:Rorri Arargha
  
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In response, Ladies Myrana and Sandy have issued a joint statement:
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OOC: I am taking some legwork on this story, for those interested in learning a little more. For details of the scene, contact: Alba, Terewin, Lenore, Kogger, Virton, and Zyla!
 
   
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:''The Crimson Pen is an inaccurate butt. The consequences of his or her sloppy storytelling is apparently people getting hooked on the idea that there is some truth to the pernicious slander he is spreading. We would like to issue a statement indicating that there is no truth to the rampant speculation and we deny any connection to the characters in the Pen's stories. Also, he is a butt and will get his face stoved in shut up that's not that illegal yes it is that's how you get arrested nuh uh.''
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===Ceriday, Bernlfleur 23, 1018===
  
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE (Issue V)====
  
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A full account of the event is included later in this edition.
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'''Tenant Farmers Protest Rising Rent!'''
  
   
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''Editor's Note:'' [[Crimson_Justice!|Crimson Justice!]]
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A FARMER'S PROTEST filed past the mansion of the Dechanti family in the Noble District yesterday. The farmers, from the frontier town of Antissa, were protesting against further increases to their tenancy charges, at a time when taxes on the sale of livestock are rising and when expectations on the countryside militia are greater than ever.
  
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A solid, dependable backbone to the nation since its birth, the tenant farmers remain fiercely independent of their landlord neighbours in Alexandria. One spokesman described the relationship as "stretched", whilst another said: "The nobles, and their seneschals and lackies in particular, have little or no understanding of agricultural life. I've been asked to go through accounts at length when there's fields of hay to make, or pay rent in midwinter when we've barely enough to feed ourselves." Antissa's official spokeskhazad had this to say: "We are called upon not only to provide food, supplement the income of nobility and line the pockets of taxmen, but also to sacrifice our young men and women to the militia. A rise in our costs at this time of crisis is unacceptable."
  
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The farming community came through the noble district in full colour and regalia, carrying shrines and icons to Angoron, their faith focussed on strength and stamina. Herds of donkeys, sheep and pigs left detritus and mess in the otherwise immaculate streets, and piles of turnips and potatoes were left by the trade entrances to many mansions in a demonstration to the noble houses. "This is what we eat," said one young sila. "Whilst they engorge themselves on the fruits of our labours."
  
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The sil went on to describe her life in some detail. "I have lost many children, and my sister died in childbirth. We cannot afford to pay the stipend for a healer, so often even routine illness can be deadly. Meanwhile you expect food prices to remain low. You must see the impact this has on our communities. That's why we're here today." Her story is sadly typical amongst those heard at the protests, which aside from the blaring of hunting horns and the braying of animals, was entirely peaceful.
 
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Despite the commotion and fuss, the rent and taxes were paid by community leaders quietly to a city official before the group left town last night.
  
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'''Review: Ox-Strength Gorgon Chili'''
  
   
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''OOC:'' This is related to the Crimson Pen series, by Lahar
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Raniq Fairhair reports: My old friend Hingvarr and I had been competing for the favor of the same lady, who shall not be named in this article, but neither would prevail, so we chose to decide the question by a gentleman's wager. If I could eat a whole bowl of the gorgon chili at the Ox-Strength Tavern in Alexandria's Warehouse district, then Hingvarr agreed he would not only abandon his overtures toward the lady, but would additionally polish my horse's saddle without magic. Perhaps 'twas not my wisest choice, but I accepted the challenge.
  
   
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Accordingly, I entered the afore-said establishment. Immediately, my senses were assaulted by the nauseating aromas filling the tavern. My face must have showed it, too, for almost at once, the attendant, one Mel by name, very cordially suggested that I was in the wrong place, and might be more at my ease at the more upscale Fernwood Pub in the Lower Market district, as it regularly caters to the gentry. I replied, telling him of the challenge that I faced. This Mel, very kindly offered to prepare me a much milder chili to eat, and to send a package of the real article with me to prove to Hingvarr what I had endured. But to reneg on my word would besmirch mine honor, so I refused.
  
   
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'''Wagon Crash in Alexandria Due to Weather, One Dead'''
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After a few moments, Mel returned from the kitchen with the horrifying stench and the concoction from which it issued, and set it before me together with a burnt roll. I paid my coin, and scooped up the largest bite that the spoon would hold and swallowed it down as quickly as possible, while holding my nose. It went down heavy, and left a coating of the nastiest slime in my mouth, but my excellent health bore me through. As I was repeating this process with the second bite, Mel remarked that he believed it possible that the chili did not, in fact have gorgon flesh, but rather that of rats. Not dissuaded, I managed to finish the bowl, never touching the charred roll, and chased it with a tankard of astringent beer before leaving.
  
   
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The City Watch recently issued a Travel Advisory warning of extreme ice hazards on the Mountain Road.
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I applaud the service of Mel, but after having the runs and stomach pain for the next four days, I caution the citizens of Alexandria that discretion is the better part of valor.
  
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On Korday, Vhast 19, the body of an as-yet-unidentified Storm Dwarf teamster was delivered to Watch officials by the ranger Ga'Elian, who claimed to have discovered the body at the wreckage of a wagon on the side of a mountain northeast of the City.
   
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Watch spokespan Sergeant Blackstone informed the Tribune that the ranger reported "the tracks indicated that the teamster must have lost control of the wagon on an icy cliff just before sunrise", and that the wagon was smashed on the mountainside below.
   
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The City Coroner confirmed that the teamster died from severe impact trauma. The smashed wagon was marked in Khazadi runes with the name of the Redridge Freight Company, a well-known and respected carrier.
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'''Recipe Book: Thithine'''
  
   
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The only known cargo was an artifice box that is being analyzed as this edition goes to press, by Professor Argus Bumblebottom, Dean of Kulthian Studies at the Engineers Enclave. Asked about the current status of his analysis, Dean Bumblebottom would only say that the box was "a very significant find." At this time, the Tribune has yet to ascertain who sent the box or where it was to be delivered.
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The environment of a culture usually will say a lot about its people and Alexandria is no exception. It's culture is that of hearty people, coming from all over to come together in the mixing pot that is the city. This mixing leads to a lot of different experiences being combined in new and unique ways, sometimes ending up with unexpected results.
  
   
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One such example of this is Thithine, a spicy food from Veyshan that was designed to provide the energy that would be needed in an easy to transport and eat style. Modern versions are usually spiced to taste, but the original is to be spicy, bringing out the flavors.
  
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'''No Magic Clues Found in Murder of Wizard'''
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It begins with a brine for soaking cabbage leaves in. This brine is made with water, salt, vinegar and other spices, adding in whatever spice you may have...
  
   
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A gnomish wizard by the name of Maraxos has been murdered. His clone--which is actually him--has been restored. Don't ask. Wizards have no sense of right and wrong, really. His three apperntices, a trio of half-oruchs, have apparently stolen a great deal of elemental power from his estate near the Mythwood. Anyone who sees the still-free Tergip the Bloody Lip and Grinto Bloody-Maw are to report to the Constabulary immediatley.
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'''Sinfull Succulence!'''
  
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Some Blar culture: For those familiar with Arvek Nar history are aware that for a long period a vast number of the race were servants to Thulite vampires, serving primarily as a military but also as kitchen servants. While the founding of Blar is a new chapter for the Arvek of that city they have carried on some of the old traditions in new ways. The old Thulite masters always had a taste for the most delectable and succulent desserts, which has carried over in the tastes and traditions of the Blar bakers.
  
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One shop in Alexandria, called Sinfull Succulence, bakes and sells the old Blar recipes that have carried on. Some of their most popular items are the Blood Cupcakes, red velvet cupcakes with chocolate frosting. Other popular items include their red cherry chocolates whose inside ooze sweet red cherry syrup as well as lava cake rumored to be so rich that nobody can finish one in a single sitting. Eat at your own risk.
  
 
 
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'''Lost and Found'''
  
   
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'''Undead in Bludgun?'''
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Found
  
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:1 Grail: Appears to be family heirloom. Will return to owner if they can describe it.
  
   
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Reports from Bludgun indicate worrying movements on its border from masses of undead beyond their northern fortifications. The giant-lead nation is one of the first nations to sign with Alexandria to sign a treaty against Dragonier. The treaty aims to encircle Dragonier as part of a plan to retake the lost lands.
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Lost
  
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:1 Ring, Gold. Engraved with Elven Runes. If Found, please contact S. Oran.
  
   
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''OOC:'' Contact Whirlpool for legwork
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Lost Animal
  
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:1 Falcon, Black: Reward Offered. Contact Mr. Cairo.
  
   
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For Sale
 
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:Pelts: 1 Moose and 1 Squirrel
  
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:See Boris at Fernwood Pub.
  
   
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'''Mimic Mountain?'''
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Free
  
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:Green cat with Yellow Stripes: Free to good home. Speak with Adam Prince.
 
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:One Prosthetic Eye: Previous Owner: Awdeen. Great discount. Lokee.
  
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'''Harrowscopes'''
  
   
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Unconfirmed reports of mimics in the Red Mountains have circulated within the Adventurer's Guild of late. Some adventuring groups report having seen them, while others suggest that the rumors are all hear-say. As of publication, the Guild was unable to provide an official report.
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Today's Harrow Card is The Tangled Briar. It indicates an object or person from long ago will have great importance on the next events as they unfold in your life. The object or person in question is one lost or murdered in some foul way.Be on the lookout for the signs, and be forwarned.
  
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''OOC:'' This is related to Mana Crystals, run by Astaren
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'''Green Eggs and Ham'''
  
   
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Some foods come from just one group of people, while others are more from all around the world. This is a delicacy that has quite a story, coming originally from the sailors of the Jade Islands who needed food that could travel with them. Pickling was the common source, the way they stored most of the food for travel, because they could not guarantee time to stop and catch the Red Sunfish or the Blue Snapperfish. This specific meal of picked eggs and cured ham may not sound like much, but it s unique because of its naming, so much so that it became well known among the children when famous bard wrote out a story of the Jade Islander 'Sameyaam' trying to expand the meal out of the sailing ships it was made famous on, ending up with the character liking it after refusing it becausei t seemed so weird.
  
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The eggs were pickled in brine to make them easy to transport, but contrary to popular theory, that was not where the green name came from. When the merchants would trade with the mainland they were called Green Eggs to signify they came from the Jade islands and to differentiate them from the regular white or brown eggs the farmers were used to be seeing. The meat was originally a salt cured ham, cut into strips and kept as lean as possible to get it to last as long as possible during the travels. This was a meal that could sustain the sailors for a long time while travelling and only take up a small amount of the hold on the ships, allowing for cargo to be packed to a premium.
  
   
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'''Endangered Spider Farm...Endangered!'''
   
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An unusual number of large spiders have been spotted near Balefire Silkworks Spider Farm in the Felwood. Silkworks is known as a "Freaky Magical Creatures (and spiders) Rehabilitation Center." Its manager, Witch Alba, was able to be reached for a statement:
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'''Midnight Run Preparations?'''
  
   
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"...it seems that a city of spiders within the Felwood saw my farm as new territory to control. They have been discouraged. The spiders I tend, they remain fat and happy, and thus it will continue. A thing I wish to be known; kind I was, to these invaders, though I did not need to be. Much kindness have I spent, and no more do I hold for those who would take what is mine by force."
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The Alexandrian Bardic College prepares for graduation and its annual "Midnight Run" where seniors blaze through campus at midnight, repainting it in bright colors and adding stunning murals and artsworks meant as a display of hard-won talent. Traditionally, the graduates are chased by faculty and participating members of the Watch, and the results are never fully realized until sunrise.
  
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An up and coming artist, Corleon "Snarbull" Methian, is suggested as a favorite this year, though Snarbull's lead is far from certain. In years previous, class favorites have been upended in this chaotic showdown. What is new this year is the participation of the music school. While this branch of the college has participated in years past, they have been absent since "the tuba incident" 7 years ago.
  
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"We may be there, we may not. I mean, it's technically illegal, right?" replied one puckish sildanyari when asked about the music department's about participation. When asked if it was tradition, she replied, "Well, yeah" before asking what I thought of "We are the Champions."
  
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Catchy tune.
  
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Further reports are on hold, as everyone is terrified to go near the place.
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'''Artifice in the Rough'''
  
   
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"...It as good as anything come out of junkyard. Sometimes it diamonds, sometimes it--eeh," No truer words were spoken. Clunk, one of the oldest golems in Alexandria, recently came under fire when one of his parts failed on a repair. Clunk's Junkyard however, operates on a "you find, you use," policy. To the in-the-know, it comprises a haven of leftover artifice parts, half-working clockwork thing-a-ma-whats, and other esotery of a mechanical-magical nature. It's also become a social spot for local war golems, and some gobbers.
  
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Even the disaffected golem, Gearswrought, says it will be back. "I'll just be more careful what I pick out next time. You have to be more discerning with quaslit rithwrench sets." Whatever that is.
  
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((OOC: Old Clunk's Junkyard may be found at A02. It is a new spot ongrid, one we hope will be a welcome place especially to war golems, gobbers, and artificers alike.))
  
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
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'''Editorials: A Salute to Concrete'''
  
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'''Hayatiento Aerie Opens in Redridge Mountains'''
   
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With the assistance of Magus Raethon and a number of adventurers, the egalrin are beginning to settle into the Hayatiento Aerie. With the 'Dreamweave' now over the aerie, an accomplishment due in part also to Magus Astaren, the Egalrin there have taken up a quiet vigil over Alexandria and the forest from their place high up in the Red Ridge Mountains, located near the Spire.
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While my people are known for our discipline, one of our trades is often overlooked: the structuring of simple, yet durable concrete. Whoever first developed this wondrous material is up for debate. Alexandria's Exploratory Associates' own research dates its inception further than a thousand years past, to where it was made from rice as part of its mixture, to the latest designs employing volcanic and rock sand that we from Blar (and now, Alexandria) make use of, today.
  
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To the original inventor, society owes a great deal. Some form of this material is used in bridges and docks, storm drains and aqueducts. Most famously, it is encountered by adventuring groups within the sewage system, and along Alexandria's notable walls. These walls have been called a wonder of the world, and would not be possible without the discipline of concrete.
  
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Concrete's mixture is varied, though its formation is not. No matter its composition, concrete must be poured into a mould of some type. Historically, these have been made of brick. Today, both brick and magic may be used. Within certain structures, artifice may even be embedded in these formations, to produce light in evenings, or for a protective or defensive effect. Sometimes, offensive. Concrete structuring and setting is one area where artifice and wizardry come together in a beautiful, if contentious, whole.
  
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Something so simple and versatile is not often remarked upon by the everyday passerby in the streets. Yet, its utility is endless and its strength endurant. In its way, it is not unlike the arvek.
  
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Hup-hah!
  
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Arnfred Kaulitz, Structurial Engineer
  
   
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The Council of Elders, led by Aodhkane, daughter of Kanitte, has recently named a 'Gaothai-Hogo', roughly translated means 'Air Guardians' in the tongue of the egalrin. Nerek-hai, Daughter of Terak-fa, an egalrin with red head feathers and a silver crest, was named a Gaothai-Hogo of the Hayatiento Aerie. It is the hope of the Council that she will lead with the wisdom of Ciernan and Ceiwan.
   
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Another, yet odder egalrin has become part of the aerie as well, an egalrin that seems to command the air element herself. A druid named Masamya, follower of the Green Word. The Council reports that Masamya has also given honors to the Huntress aspect of Eluna in the Green Word, a connection all but lost to the egalrin's history.
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'''MALFIRE STABLES ATTACKED!'''
  
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The Malifre Stables, a renowned Arvek-Run stable by Master Horseman Addicus Malifore, had his steeds spooked and break loose by the cunning might of a trio of Owlbears. Cunning is not normally a trait associated with the ferocious, monstrous predators and it is rumored that at least one of them bore signs of demonic blood in its veins, a newly worrying development considering ALexandria's recent trouble with demons in general.
 
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Addicus Malifore, a veteran of the Sendor war who settled in Alexandria instead of returning to Blar after his service to Blar, Alexandria and Myrrdion, has run the stables ever since and was grateful when Explorers from the Guild were dispatched who handily dealt with the monsters with speed and steel! "It was good to see the guild give such a strong response," he said.
  
   
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OOC: Log of the event: [[Hayatiento_Aerie_Opening|Hayatiento Aerie Opening]] (MEETUP)
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'''Final Update on the Veyshanti Delegation, and Interview'''
  
   
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It is with pleasure we continue to report on Ambassador Abba and his delegation. Although the trio have denied involvement with last week's upset at the Warehouse District, others suggest it was only due to the excitement of the new goods brought by Abba's associates.. By accounts, the trio have settled into Alexandria quite well. For the moment, Abba has retreated from the spotlight in order to, he tells us, focus on the upcoming summer festivals in Alexandria. "I have always wanted to attend the Tournament Paramount at least once, in Alexandria's famous Colosseum, and this may be the year to do so," he remarked.
  
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Merchant Tangisir also, was gracious enough to take some time for the interview promised some weeks past. His companion Jaidat was more reclusive, but it is as he said, "Well, we bronzes are just more talkative, you could say." Indeed.
  
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''Tribune:'' How have you found your visit to Alexandria?
  
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''Tansisir:'' Quite nice. It's a little on the cool side, but then I have spent the last few years in the desert. In truth, this is the most conversation I have had in some time.
  
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''Tribune:'' You seem quite sociable.
  
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''Tansisir:'' Thank you, I try to be. It's been some time, as I said. Until a few years ago, I had been a student of the Burning Sands. I still am, of course, just decided to see some of the world.
  
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''Tribune:'' The Burning Sands?
  
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''Tansisir:'' A monastic group. The Burning Sands believe in the purification of the body and mind through the desert's heat. So, yes, sweat lodges are a thing. You could say it is a blend of Navosian and Daeusite beliefs. A little more difficult now, though.
  
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''Tribune:'' With the transference of Honored Navos, I could see that. Something you said intrigued me, though. Sweat lodges. ...in the desert? That must get...
  
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''Tansisir:'' Yes, it does. It does wonders for the mind, though.
  
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''Tribune:'' So you're a student of the Burning Sands, or had been. How did you come to be a merchant?
  
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''Tansisir:'' Family ties. A small number of my kin work here in Alexandria, and of course, caravans in Veyshan. It seemed a time to tie the two together. Get to see the world a little, and expand what my brothers and sisters have said is a natural talent. ...tea.
 
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''Tribune:'' I understand there's been quite some interest in the tea. Do you think you'll expand your trade into other goods, as well?
 
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''Tansisir:'' At the moment, I am primarily interested in my leaves. They match my own interests, you could say. Perhaps we'll see some ruyth i mohdar though, you never know.
  
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''Tribune:'' Thank you for time.
  
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''Tansisir:'' It's been a pleasure.
  
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The three may be seen around the various shops and merchant districts in Alexandria.
  
   
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''Interview: Roselle, Mistress of Weasels!'''
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===Variday, Bernfleur 11, 1018===
  
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE (Issue IV)====
  
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'''BATGOBBER FOUND!'''
  
   
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Features: ''[[Roselle]]''
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Explorers recently uncovered a bat-like gobber in the hills of the Heartlands. Claiming to be the result of "just one of those experiments, dahling" the batgobber appeared articulate and at least partially coherent upon finding. She complained of a continual ringing in her ears (which seemed enlarged beyond the typical gobber's). The ringing, she said, may be from the explosions.
  
   
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Interview by: ''[[Astaren]]''
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The batgobber suggests she was exiled to the Heartlands after her kin found her specializing in cook-wares. The area around her suggests there was some form of science! that occurred, though related to cook-ware, this reporter is uncertain. A passing-by oruch suggested cooked-brains, whereupon the batgobber leapt on him and landed in his hair.
  
   
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From the interview: ''Not that she's forgotten Astaren either, because she does answer him, albeit slightly distracted by Aya's problem. "Aye, joke it was back in the day, because somehow, if there's a weasel in the vicinity I'll find it no matter what. Stick an arm down a rabbit hole and a weasel'll be hanging off it when I come back up --weasel pie? Yes, I make a fucking good weasel pie. Just ask Sandy."''
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'''ASK GREAT PALADIN!'''
  
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Q: Great paladin! I heard that kobolds of Genrivia were going to lead an assault on Charn! What is the lawful action here?! Should we be concerned or buy popcorn?!
  
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A: Nobody assaults Charn but me. Prepare my horse.
  
   
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''Full Interview:'' [[Interview:_Mistress_of_Weasels|Full Interview]]
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Q: Great Paladin, I heard that Sandy is selling clothes that are not THE most fashionable thing ever. What do I do?!
  
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A: Normally I would not wish this fate on anyone, but in light of Sandy's recent transgressions I endorse sending Abrahil to teach Sandy about fashion.
  
   
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Q: Great Paladin, what if someone has something that I want, but it doesn't technically belong to me? Can I have it if I want it more than they do??
  
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A: That depends. In most cases, no, you cannot have it. Stealing is illegal. Also, wrong. But if it belongs to a goblin (and by extension hobgoblin) or a gnome, since they are not technically people and thus do not technically own anything, then it would be okay.
  
   
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=====Tribune Trails Comic=====
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:GREAT PALADIN STANDARD DISCLAIMER -- I cannot be held accountable for anyone creatively interpreting my answers, nor reading such things in them that I clearly would not intend. Such as illegal activities. Or racism.
  
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'''BOUNTY ANNOUNCED'''
  
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The Vardamen temple again put forward its bounty on wights within the city. While not wishing to raise any particular alarm, one of their Mourners is quoted as saying, "You can never be too careful, and with Heth out there, it doesn't hurt, you know?"
 
   
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Wights are, apparently, a virulent form of undead that creates more wights by murdering others for life force that they use as sustenance. While it is not believed any Wights are present in Alexandros territory at the moment, a dose of caution is understandable.
  
   
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=====The Gnomish Traveler=====
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'''WAREHOUSE DISTRICT UPSET'''
  
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''Gearbear Sparkthistle here, or "Bear" as I am known to friends and foe alike! I am a traveler and explorer of faraway places and unknown lands! Recently, I set my sights on STORMGARDE!''
   
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Stormgarde is a frontier nation, known for its chill and wind. The Icegate Mountain Range frams its north side, where Maugrim himself is said to have made his citadel. Lord Ygfried Hamergostd is the current ruler of the nation. His shoulders are almost as wide as mine! Bravo, Ygfried! We will oil ourselves up sometime, and have manly contests for who is strongest!
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An upset occurred this Variday morning in the Warehouse District. Sources report that employees of Traders Montaigne and Chapelle were involved in the matter, during which several crates were overturned and damage was done to the side of one warehouse. The local Watch was called in to calm the scene and dispersed the chaos. As of print time today, no official cause has yet been determined.
  
   
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Depicted below are some of their oldest mountains. You can see the erosion! The area where Maugrim had made his terror-citadel is said to be as craggy, and as dangerous, as ancient days, however. Someday soon, I may pay a visit!
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Montaigne and Chapelle are both established trading families in Alexandria, dealing in teas, spices, and other fine, dry goods.
  
   
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((Want your stories in the Tribune? Visit the Tribune offices in the Lower Trades District to learn more!))
  
   
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''The Gnomish Traveler in Stormgarde:'' [[image:Trib_gnomeinstormgarde.png|center|thumb]]
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE: CLASSIFIEDS (Issue IV)====
  
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'''Quality weapons and armor,''' divinely imbued. Contact Mourner Kerbasi d'Bahjat at the Vardaman Temple. Divine scrolls also offered.
  
   
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'''Mithralla Merchandise''' has been serving the Alexandria area with quality magical items for years. Located upon the Mountain Road, under the giant sword, our crafters use local materials to provide a wide range of quality magical items at competitive prices. From arms and armor, to scrolls and potions, to enchanted rings and a wide assortment of wonderous items, Mithralla Merchandise is sure to have something for you.
  
   
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===Kesenday, Vhast 13, 1019===
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'''Buy potions''' for health, power, and thickness of skin. Buy scrolls to lay low your enemies. All ingredients fresh -- some even still wiggle. Contact Alba.
  
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE====
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'''A Storm of Snowballs!'''
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'''To the idiot who keeps tossing their laundry out on Fiscus St.''' Stoppit. There's only so much a man's meant to see in this world, and knowing wizard socks danced the cha-cha on their own on Varidays isn't one of them.
  
   
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In the past several days, reports have been received of piles of snowballs being found throughout the City of Alexandria. Prominent locations include the riverbanks of the Tormawr, the Memorial Gardens District, the campus of the Bardic College, Goblintown, the Festival Grounds, and the very courtyard of the Castellum Alexandrae. At first, these mysterious piles of harmless ammunition were first spotted in the early dawn hours after snow storms in the night. Soon, however, the phenomenon began to spread.
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'''Need a potion, or an ointment, or just a scroll to feed your familiar?''' Maybe you want to slight your opponents, or boost your allies. Or, just maybe, you're morbidly curious about just what exactly those potions do. Ralickwort, gnomish witch and brewmaster extraordinaire, remains open for business despite constant public health warnings. Come by Rolickwort's Arcane Labworks (misspelling intentional) for your witchey potion and scroll needs (shrink potion a specialty).
  
   
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As one might expect, the sudden appearance of so many ready-made snowballs resulted in the break-out of nearly as many spontaneous snowball fights (shoppers, tax collectors, and some clergy seeming to be reluctant targets of hidden assailants). The City Watch has asked that those employing these snowballs please refrain from interrupting the business of the City and its merchants, and has doubled patrols around the airship and sea ports.
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'''Fantastic and fashionable accoutrements made at quality prices.''' Contact Abrahil Fizzletorque Brindlegear in the Theatre District! Wondrous items, amazing to behold! Special rates for certain healing items; inquiries and tea welcome.
  
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At present, City Watch officials claim that they have no idea who started the whole affair, but suspect that certain mischievous adventurers may be to blame. They particularly caution the public to beware in Sage Orum's Plaza, where the old rivalry between the Arcanists and the Engineers schools have added magical effects to the snowball fights, and also to take special care in the vicinity of any known followers of Tarien.
   
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'''Draconic Rituals?'''
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'''Pelka is a newish crafter who can enchant weapons, armor, or miscellaneous Wondrous Items''' that are worn or held. Once the item is ready he will deliver it to you - guaranteed to get there in 30 days or less, or your money back!
  
   
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Recently you may have seen the glow over the forests of the North Woods. While many times mysterious lights are a cause for worry in Alexandria, today is an occasion of celebration! A special ritual took place amongst the Sith-makar shamans and the allies of Mictlan, renewing the sanctity and security of that sacred place.
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Leave word for him at the Society for Progressive Arcanists.
  
   
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Far from the isolationism of others, an olive branch was offered to all who could enter and abide by the rules of the caretakers. One memorable attendee was a Jotun, who brought an offering of enough ale for all their twice over.
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===Variday, Eatonis 28, 1018===
  
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====Upset in the Warehouse District====
  
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The Watch was called to the Warehouse District, after a reported altercation of some kind. Details are as yet unknown.
  
   
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With tokens and gestures of goodwill from both the Sith-makar shamans and guests, the renewal of the magics there was a succeed. The resulting celebration lasted well into the next night, with dancing and drinks for all. This writer hopes to see more stories of true camaraderie in coming months.
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'''OOC:''' If you are a Watch PC, please @mail me for details. Expect more public information available in the Tribune later this or next week! You can speed the issue along by sharing your own tales, and earning RPP!
  
   
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'''Reosian Vistor Takes to Alexandria'''
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===Kirday, Eatonis 24, 1018===
  
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE (Issue III)====
  
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'''An Update on the Veyshanti Delegation'''
  
   
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The local Shrine of Reos is pleased to report the visitation of an aged priest of their faith into the city. The Forge is reported to have served the faithful a number of years, though in his youth he was affectionately known as "Shackles."
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As reported earlier this week, the Tribune was pleased to sit down with the Veyshanti delegation, led by Ambassador Abba. We met them at their residence in Sage Orem's, a familiar place to the Ambassador, who has roomed there almost exclusively during his years of service.
  
   
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He is expected to stay through the month.
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Their rooms were a mixture of Alexandrian and Veyshanti style, and many of the items that Veyshan is known for were on display. Among them were silks of pleasant quality, blades, and many other fine items those familiar would no doubt recognize. When the meal arrived, it arrived on several trays, which were shared by all. Included was a whole, stuffed chicken alongside several flavorful vegatables, spiced in a way that left the mouth watering.
  
   
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"Shackles" reports that he is here to visit family, and expects to conclude his business after that time.
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The crowning achievement however, came after the meal when Merchant Tangisir had a tea service brought forward. He brought with him a sample of tlagi, a rare tea crafted from an even rarer desert flower. "My familiy had an usual crop this season. A little surplus," he said. "We thought perhaps, some in Alexandria would be interested." The tlagi is well-known in tea circles for its unique combination of flavors. It is said it carries all flavors, from the crisp sunrise of the desert morning to its heated sunset. A thousand poems have been made of its petals.
 
   
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=====Fashion and Culture=====
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After this bombshell, we spent some time getting to know the ambassador and the merchants present. Tangisir it turns out, is from an aged, if quiet line. "We were content, and never saw the need to get out much," he admitted. Apparently it was Abba's urging that prompted the visit, and he says he intends to visit various friends and family among Alexandria's greater populace. It turns out that the young bronze has a few ties to Alexandria already. Once he gave his family name, the Tribune was able to locate at least three cousins among the populace.
 
   
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=====The Gnomish Traveler=====
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Quiet during the meal was Jaidat. However, when second round of drinks came, they were served over ice--and Jaidat's enigamatic smile.
  
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Gearbear Sparkthistle sends his regards, but is out and about this week! We hope to see him back, next issue!
   
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'''Ma Rosie's Celebration in Portraiture'''
  
   
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=====Great Paladin Advice Column=====
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Ma Rosie's, ever the <redacted> example of entertainment in Alexandria, is celebrating an anniversary of sorts. Frequent travelers and visitors will take note of its new look: streamers and silken flags cover the doorway. The flags, this reporter is told, are sewn from the pants and leggings of favorite dancers. Patrons have taken to signing them, or leaving notes for a favorite.
 
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:Q: Great Paladin! How much snow does it take to make a Sandy the Snow-elf?
   
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:A: Sandy is indeed hot headed. However, this does not make a Snow-Elf Sandy impossible. Hot headedness is an exothermic process. Theoretically, if one could make Sandy angry enough all of the heat would be released, leaving behind a subject that would be cool enough to emulate with snow. This is, however, ill advised. It is well known that Sandy is powered by the very heart of Hell. Causing her to release all of that energy would lay waste to creation as we know it.
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Ma Rosie tells me, informally, that this has become a competition among the dancers, to see who can gather the most signatures. This isn't why she brought me here, however. "It's my anniversary, you see," she tells me. Then, I am led to the center of the room. It's quiet at the moment (Ma Rosie's does most of their business in the evenings, and here it was early morning). At the center is a portrait of Ma, in her younger days.
  
   
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:Q: Great Paladin, if it takes only one gnome to cause the apocalypse, how many would it take to PREVENT it?
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"It was from my darling Jinks," she says. One can see the fondness from here, in the gentle sigh as she looks at her portrait. "He gave it to me this day...the scoundrel." Whether by 'scoundrel' she refers to Jinks fondly or not, it is impossible for this reporter to tell.
  
   
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:A: You have heard the phrase, fight fire with fire? Much like fighting forest fires by burning the land in the fire's part so that the two fires meet and then have nothing left to consume, this theory can be applied to gnomes. You would need one gnome for every gnome causing the apocalypse. But the gnomes would have to be equal in every way. Height, weight, annoyance factor. For if one were to survive it would carry on with the apocalypse. In this humble paladin's opinion, better to simply stop the problem before it begins. Permanently. With extreme prejudice.
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'''Swinging Beats'''
  
   
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:Q: How much wood would a Lucht Siuil chuck if a Lucht Siuil would chuck wood?
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A young gobber was seen swing-hipping his way down the streets the other day. While this event appears to coincide with a record number of sales in bleach, he was heard singing a tune thus far unheard in Alexandria:
 
   
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:Baby it's hard
 
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:when you feel like
 
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:You're broken and scarred
 
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:Nothing feels right,
 
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:but when you're with me
 
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:I make you believe that
 
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:I've got the key
 
   
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GREAT PALADIN STANDARD DISCLAIMER -- I cannot be held accountable for anyone creatively interpreting my answers, nor reading such things in them that I clearly would not intend. Such as illegal activities. Or racism.
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Despite the otherwise horror this reporter experienced at the performance, he has to admit it was a catchy tune. Onlookers offer assurances that the shout at the end, "ALL PRAISE THE GREAT, SEXY LADY BOOM-BOOM!" was not in fact, part of the original song. Still, it has not precluded some oruch from including it.
  
   
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=====Tribune Trails Comic=====
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'''Tomias the Terror On the Loose!'''
  
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=====Personal and Editorials=====
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Members of the Alexandrian City Guard, namely one Private first class Josselyn has been seen chasing a small child-like halfling that goes by the name of Tomias. While his crimes are fairly minor, they are also numerous and extremely upsetting. These crimes include, but are not limited to:
 
   
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'''From the Diary of an Anonymous Mul'niessa'''
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* Stealing coins from the Temple Square Fountain
 
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* Teaching children profanities
  
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* Hiding under tables in busy taverns and stealing drinks
  
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* Falsely selling cough drops as candy
  
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* Surfing on a runaway hotdog cart
  
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* Extreme jaywalking
  
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* Throwing hand-files through the windows of the city prison
 
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Submitted by Anonymous
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If you see any suspicious activity please report it to the city guard and do not be fooled. While the perpetrator appears to be a human child, he is in fact a full grown halfling.
  
   
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My journey to Alexandria has been a fascinating one. One fraught with danger and confusion as I adjusted to the world outside the world crafted meticulously by the Shadow Council. But to begin with what you likely wish to hear from me, I am mul'niessa. A shadow elf, one of the feared creatures who live or in my case once lived under the thumb of Taara. Too often I saw as a child things only the most unfortunate children of this land have seen. Things no child should see. Blood, torture, slavery, things I dare not write to the tribune lest I shock the good people who read this article. Nevertheless, darkness cannot destroy light. I found within this bleak and malicious world a light of my own. Another mul'niessa, met in childhood as friends and later lovers. She was my light, my security, and my promise of truth in a world of lies. Perhaps thought I, that two young women could find a life of happiness together, that we needn't sacrifice each other to gain power. This was a cruel lie.
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===Tariday, Eatonis 22, 1018===
  
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====Traders Arrive!====
  
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Heads stirred this evening when a number of diplomats from Veyshan arrived late yesterday evening. They arrived in the classic Veyshanti style, atop lean horses kissed by the desert sun. Ambassador Abbas rode to the fore, in his traditional thobe, topped with a sleeveless mantle for warmth. The arvek's face is familiar to many in Alexandria. His two companions, however, are not.
 
   
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Before I continue on, one must understand something about Taara's clergy. She promotes individualism, individualism unfettered by morality or conscience. If it advances you, then damned be the creature that steps in your way. They could be an enemy, a stranger, a friend, family, or the love of your life. She would ask all things to be sacrificed at her altar, and to say otherwise is dire betrayal to her. As such, she has no unified order amongs we mul'niessa, and ultimately those proven to be her clergy are met with respect and caution all the same. It was my respect and lack of caution that doomed my lover.
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The Ambassador was pleased to introduce two new faces he said, he hopes will become regulars among Alexandrian trade discussions. The first was introduced as Merchant Tangisir, a bronze dragon of younger years. Merchant Tangisir seemed to delight in questions given to him, and though he was not seen astride the Veyshanti breed, he assured us it wasn ot due to the horses' strength, but more that "Well, I am a bit large, you know."
  
   
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Approaching me, the priest told me to slay an enemy of Taara for her favor. My heart lept at such a thought, to serve my goddess so directly. Giving me a dagger of blackest night, he bid me proceed to a portion of our markets where he knew my mark was to arrive. He told me not whom I was to slay, only that it was of utmost necessity. In this, I did not question him as it seemed to me that it would be to question Taara herself. It was only when I saw my mark's face that I realized my mistake. 'Twas the woman I love that I saw, and she I. Though cloaked and masked, my hesitation she took for the truth of it. I could not find it in myself to kill her, sooner would I tear out my own heart.
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The third member of the delegation is Jaidat, whose thobe suggested an elemental bloodline. Of all three, Jaidat seemed the most reflective. According to Ambassador Abbas, the delegation is making its home in the Upper City for the time being, near Alexandria's noted library. It has been suggested they are here to address further trade, just in time for spring. Fortunately, they have opened the door to further interviews by the Tribune later on in the week.
  
   
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Conferring regarding the assassination I was so ordered to carry out, I showed her the dagger in explanation. It was only then that my own hand moved without my will and sank it into her own heart. I heard nothing save for cruel laughter, and knew that just as I was told to betray my lover, so too was I betrayed by the one who had sent me. The will of Taara was enacted such as he would have me believe, even as I did not partake of such will.
   
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Not only that, but he brought me before an official of the shadow council's regime and had me declared a traitor. Stripped of all worth, treated as a pariah and my family much the same. I was instructed from that time on to forgo the use of my family name, once shame and now pride. I no longer wish to call those who bow before a wicked goddess kin. Were it not for a distant uncle's arrival, I would have languished and taken my lot as outcast to be righteous. 'Twas he who showed me the lies of Taara, the black-hearted evil that ran throughout our society. At first, I could not believe it. I had been raised on the words of the Shadow Council, all that they said was my world. Yet I saw the lies for what they were in the coming years. It shook me, within my own mind I screamed as I scraped by for what I needed to survive. I cried as I saw my lover's remains thrown into the refuse heap. I chased the bats and beetles from her body night after night, each time futile as other vermin came to further desecrate her corpse. And in my sorrow and anguish, I could only think of the two words my uncle had said. "Taara lies".
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===Kesenday, Eatonis 18, 1018===
  
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE (Issue II)====
  
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'''Charges Pressed in Wake of Demonic Activity'''
  
   
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Some time later, he returned as I had learned to cope in whatever small ways I could. I was to be taken out of the city, shown the world beyond. I accepted, for if a lie brought me to my knees then perhaps the truth could set me upon my feet again. It was this time in the cool night that I saw the sky, the great silver face of Eluna and the countless stars. It was alien to me, but a wonder all the same. Over time I acclimated to the sun, first by dawn, then by morning, then the blazing noon. Disguises were donned, and we walked amongst the people as Llyranesi, as children of the dawn. I saw that the poor did not suffer in anguish, but were to work to sustain themselves. I saw that the rich did not break others beneath their whips, and courtesy was of patience and respect rather than fear. Your world is different, and different for the better. Over time, I was offered the chance to stay in the upper world yet my thoughts did not long stray from vengeance. The priest who had moved mine hand to slay all that I cared for in this world was the subject of my ire. Yet even as I saw him dead, I found it could not satisfy. I wanted more blood, more violence even as I knew such things would do me no good and harden my heart to make me the monster you might fear me to be as you live beneath the sun as I once did not. So I left. I could not walk a path of vengeance if Taara's own supplicants were not near me, and my soul would not fall to hate if I could not avenge myself and my lover upon them. And thus, my presence in Alexandria. Far, far from home, far from hate, and far from painful memories.
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In the wake of recent demonic activity in Alexandros, local merchant Jan'ros Teolwren faces prosecution on charges of collusion with the possessed.
  
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Miss Teolwren, a half-sil merchant specialising in the import of magical items into the city, was arrested by the city watch as part of Operation Duskwall, the remit of which is to investigate possible entry points of illegal magic objects into Alexandria. Her clerk, Miss Inden, has issued no statement, instead answering 'no comment' to all questions about her employer.
  
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A docksman, Mr 'Honourable' Georg, answered several questions from journalists outside Teolwren's office this morning. "She's innocent," claims Georg. "I don't doubt that for a minute. She's kind-hearted, and sweet. I'd trust her with my life." But the hysteria surrounding the demon possessions has reached even the courts, and bail was denied at a hearing yesterday.
  
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Miss Teolwren, an aspiring city councillor despite her common background, faces trial in the city courthouse two weeks from today. Reserve your court seat today to be a part of this landmark trial.
  
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'''((Have a story for the Tribune? If you have a delicious RP-generated rumor for the forces of JOURNALISM to spread all over town, send it in! Preface the +request title with Tribune: and put in the RPP bucket, and see your story in print! Also get an RPP for it!))'''
  
   
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE (Issue I)====
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===Ceriday, Vhast 7, 1019===
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'''A Theory Half-Baked?'''
  
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A new study out of the School of Bakery-Wizardry suggests that children who eat red velvet cupcakes versus other flavors, such as banana sprinkles, may have the edge when it comes to athletics. The comprehensive study took place over a few weeks, and was led by local nutritional expert Gorebaw Ngaio, who worked closely with the local Baker's Guild.
  
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When quizzed about the results of the study, Gorebaw shrugged and said, "Everyone knew red ones make ya go faster. It was just a matter of puttin it ta tha test."
  
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Gorebaw's well-known rival, Maa Rei, decried the study, suggesting his research may have been compromised through his ties to the guild, and that in regards to scientific accuracy, it has led him downwards the tart of darkness. To which he replied, "It's time for tha taming of tha strudel, is it?" and drew an axe. She drew a bigger one.
  
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The two are set to duel next Variday.
  
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'''Lady Sandiel Swings the Night Away at Ma Rosie's'''
  
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The dancing troupe continued its tradition of performance excellence before an honored guest the other night, Lady Sandiel Arwenieniallwehn! Lady Sandiel's shop, the Lusty Moon, supplied the Veyshanti-style outfits for the evening. The dancers performed several numbers, including "Come and Get Your Love," which was sung to the guest of the evening.
  
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In celebration, drinks were then given on the house, and a speech was asked for. Reports suggest the owner of the Moon declined, whereupon she was given the title of Lady Sandiel the Modest, and another toast held. She was reportedly accompanied by a human friend, known as 'Nobody.' Rumors suggest that 'Nobody' was female, which has only fueled the scandal and speculation which has followed Sandiel's matrimonial bliss with the Lady Myrana Jn'Rajh Arwenieniallwehn.
  
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'''((Have a story for the Tribune? If you have a delicious RP-generated rumor for the forces of JOURNALISM to spread all over town, send it in! Preface the +request title with Tribune: and put in the RPP bucket, and see your story in print! Also get an RPP for it!))'''
  
   
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====ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE (EMERGENCY EDITION)====
   
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===Variday, Pryntar 15, 1018===
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=====Front Page=====
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====...matchmaking...====
  
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Rumors flit about town that a gnome tried to set up several notable adventurers with a bugbear, a troll, and an otyugh.
 
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Needless to say, this did not work out.
 
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Gnomes. Who needs 'em, right?
 
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(Thanks toUneth, Durankar, Mila, Te'andra, Terewin, Wilros, and Serra for palying along! Feel free to ask them about their experience.)
  
   
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'''And End to Mysteries...?'''
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===Eliday, Pryntar 14, 1018===
  
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====The Mountain Moves====
  
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An earth elemental has recently erupted from the ground on the mountain road.
 
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Yes, really. Stranger things have happened. It appears to have gone back to sleep, though it is blocking significant amounts of traffic and peole are leerily making their way around it.
 
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Needless to say, you can't really move the mountain unless it wants to be moved, given that it really is /huge/. The City Council has issued a declaration that people are to avoid it and not throw anything at it.
 
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Because a few gnomes did.
  
   
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Earlier today, the Crimson Pen announced her (or his) "final tale in this mystery of mysteries!" We have enclosed the letter, below.
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===Ceriday, Vhast 30, 1018===
  
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====Alexandrian Tribune!====
  
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'''New Art Installation'''
  
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:by Featherwheel Grumblespring
  
   
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:''Dear reader,''
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Just recovered from supposed bombing, the Adventurers' Guild is back on its feet! What this reporter heard suggests its walls will not be bare for long.
 
   
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:''This tale has been a labor of love for me, one that I have delighted in sharing with you. I have loved these characters as though my own children, and like you, wept at Mereth's manful death. In his memory, I commit to you, this last in our tale. ...the story of Jyrana and Dandy.''
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Through sources, the Tribune uncovered news of a new art installation to be hungk. Whatever this installation will be, adventurers have reported spotting a number of gnomes were seen outside. One of them, a roundish, elderly fellow is said to have held a sketchbook in his hand. Passers-by report a sort of dazed look, but were unable to quite describe it, save, "It felt kinda...unsettling, ya know. And don't ya as hell quote me on that," is quoted one unquotable oruch, when quizzed about the situation.
 
   
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:''My Dearest Darlings,''
   
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:''The Crimson Pen''
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'''Threads Threadbare'''
  
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:by Grummin Norebasher
  
   
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Yet, it is with a sorrowful heart that I report that we, the readers, receive no absolution from this edition. Instead, we see the innocent Dandy captured by Jyrana's treacherous arms! Mereth's death by Jyrana's poisoning remains unavenged!
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Why tha hell I gotta write this. It's just about some dumb merchant bein' out of threads an' crap an' some "run on gold thread dat look sommat like an angel." Look, merchants run out of stuff all tha time. I'd rather hit stuff with sticks. Grummin out!
  
   
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Inconceivable!
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PS Stupid gnomes write stupid titles. Grummin write dis, he'd name it: Can't hit things with thread. Don't care! Send letter to editors. Tell them gnome dumb, Grummin write all titles!
  
   
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We publish today to demand a CALL FOR JUSTICE! The Crimson Pen has squandered Mareth's mighty manfulness, and paired his one true love with the despicable Jyrana! This cannot stand.
   
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Today, I join with other fans to picket the Prestigious Moon! We will protest this ending!
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'''Implosion at Progressive Arcanists' Dinner'''
  
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:by -- *
  
   
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OOC: This will be a Scene, so please see +events! PERHAPS THE CRIMSON PEN WILL APPEAR. In the meantime! BONUS RPPS FOR ANYONE WHO PICKETS THE PRESIGIOUS MOON TO PROTEST THIS UNJUST ENDING! (Or if you support it! Perhaps Jyrana could be reformed!)
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: * Article redracted, and crossed out with multiple layers of black ink.
  
   
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===Eliday, Vhast 24, 1018===
  
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====Strangeness at the Concert====
  
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A concert scheduled for today to celebrate the city's return to normalcy was marred by Alexandria's usual strangeness.
 
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With members of the new Bardic College on stage and the crowd in the thrall of their performance, a great many people suddenly collapsed, falling into seizures shortly after airships that were part of the celebration laid down a fine dusting of some kind of glitter (really!) to add to the ambience said to be directed by bard Aldean, Abrahil, and Artificer Stirling.
 
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With a great many clerics on hand from the Myrrish kingdoms, the stricken were taken and escorted back to the temples, where they are undergoing treatment and evaluation, though it is believed that it was a reaction to something in the air that befell many.
 
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Meanwhile, several fires were said to've started across the city, though all were quickly dealt with.
 
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===Ceriday, Vhast 23, 1018===
  
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====Invitations go Out!====
  
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In Alexandria, a smallish fellow has stopped at a woman's doorstep. He's handed her a piece of stock paper, decorated in swooshes and flourishes--and at its centerpiece, a set of dashing performers! "Don't forget! Every invitation is COLLECTIBLE, you know! So if you missed out on one, do come to the concert! I hear there's a prize if you collect them all--but that's just a rumor..." says the little street deliveryman, who looks suspiciously round. His features are delighted, his whisper conspiratorial.
  
   
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"Oh, how lovely! Why, they look so *brooding*," says the woman. "Oh, if I were seventeen again," she says. "...but I'm not seventeen am I, anymore? What are these little symbols on the side? They look...magical--"
  
   
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"Oh! Oh my...why, that must be a printing error...oh! Oh, my dear! I hope to see you there! It will be a *MAGICKYL EVENING!*" he says, and dashes off, this little deliveryperson, before bopping off to her neighbor's.
  
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The woman pauses at her doorstep, frowning. "...these eyes just seem to follow you wherever you go," she says, and as she closes the door.
  
   
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===Ceriday, Vhast 23, 1018===
  
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====Oddness at the Temple of Angoron====
  
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Strangeness has occurred at the Angorite Temple. Despite secrecy, people have noticed that armed guards have been posted near a room in the temple, which has been heavily warded. Clearly, they have a guest they don't want disturbed.
  
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===Ceriday, Khael 12, 1017===
  
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====Darkness on the Edge of Alexandria====
  
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Regular sightings of 'creatures with dark red eyes watching from the shadows' or 'foul smells' any number of other rumors are becoming common throughout much of Alexandria and its outlying districts. People are claiming to see any number of 'horrible monsters' just on the edge of their vision,... but so far, nothing has actually *come* of it. No attacks, no wounds, no nothing.
 
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Kirday, Hattanan 31, 1020

Shrouded Wings!

Alexandria is finding that more came from Dragonier than just survivors. Whispers in the Underworld, and a few other places, persist that alongside the shattered families of Dragonier were pieces of its shattered government.

One of them is rumored to be the remains of its once-vaulted secret service, Shrouded Wings. If this is true, it would explain how they'd remained hidden so long.*

What is known of Shrouded Wings? A spy organization whose honor was inspired by the once world-famous Dragon Knights. They at one point, functioned at the upper levels of the Dragoneri government.

The Shrouded Wings may bring change to Alexandria's tumultuous underworld.

Maybe.

Or at least, what's left of them. The once-proud organization is like Dragonier itself: the barest shadow of what it once was, though perhaps, more legendary for all that.

OOC: We'd like to welcome Shrouded Wings to the Tenebrae family! The Shrouded Wings are former Dragoneri secret service, though like all Dragoneri survivors, they stand on a precipice. Unlike similar organizations, the Wings are inspired by honor, with skills in disguise and information gathering rather than lockpicking and stealth. ...now of course, they're on a shoestring budget, and their former contacts, their resources, their way of life, has faded away alongside their nation. And of course, every group in the Underworld hates every other group in the Underworld.

How they will survive? If they survive? Is up to YOU!

Details here: Shrouded Wings

OOC2: Looking for a story angle? The group only came to the spotlight due to the necessity of submitting a series of reports on Asumit and the abondment of certain Thulian shrines. Although the reports were sent anonmyously to the Alexandrian government, well. Whether you'd know this IC detail or not depends on your ties to various groups, so we leave it to your discretion and storymongering!


Kirday, Hattanan 24, 1020

Funeral Procession

The typical hustle and bustle of people in the Lower Alexandria Market District on the sunny early afternoon of Korday, Hattani 24th was set aside for a time as a procession of various people, mostly human, processed through the square lead by a Mourner of Vardama in full clerical regalia. Behind the cleric eight men in somber apparel bore a bier at shoulder height. Atop the bier laid a figure shrouded in pink and bedecked with a generous scattering of wildflowers. The scent of embalming spices carried on the light breeze. Behind the pallbearers followed a trio of professional lamenters, ostentatiously boo-hooing in flowing black robes and faces made up to exaggerate the appearance of profound grief. After them quietly followed with dignified gait a group of ordinary people dressed in the finery of grieving gentlefolk, one woman hardly restraining her apparently genuine sorrow for the dearly departed. As the procession passed, the public bystanders generally hushed, several of them doffing their headgear in respectful deference.

After the procession moved beyond the square, the normal hubbub gradually resumed, many whispering curiously about who the deceased might be and what might be the cause of death. Others speculated wildly, attributing it to an ancient curse, or a foul murder, or an accident. Among the rumors being bantied around, one seemsed to percolate through the idle chatter, however, claiming that a gentleman's daughter was heard to scream, but when the would-be rescuers arrived, all they discovered was her remains covered in a thick swarm of maggots. This assertion, although seeming to be becoming the general consensus has not been corroborated by any official statement.



Kirday, Hattanan 17, 1020

New round of Plushies

A new round of plushies are being shipped out to random children throughout the city of Alexandria. This time they are a themed as super heros!

Each of them is dressed up in a costume and come with a piece of candy! The children are loving them and playing with them including ones such as..

Captain Alexandria (Svarshan)
The Incredibly Sandy
Dr. Cesran
...and many more!

Kesenday, Hattanan 11, 1020

Goblin Prophesies End of Alexandri

From the crackpot file..

The local constabulary report having briefly detained a goblin and dark elf whom are prophesizing the end of Alexandria in three weeks. However, despite a claim that ley-portals will open into the city to permit a Fel Army into the market both the Alexandria Artificer's Guild and the Templars of the Holy Sword have clarified that after extensive divination on the topic there is no threat to the city.

And yet, sources reported just this morning that bands of adventurers had been dispatched into the Fel Wood to search for signs of Ley Portals within the forest.

Snarkie's Casino in Gobbertown has been offering 10,000:1 odds against the end of the city with Snarkie himself having said, "I invite anyone who believes this prophecy to come on down and enjoy their last weeks of exsistence! Bet on whether or not we'll survive and if we don't you could die a rich man!"

Kirday, Hattanan 10, 1020

Cutscene: Undoing an Invasion

[Exterior - Alexandrian Market - Alexandria]

It's an hour before dawn. The expansive lines of stalls are mostly deserted save the odd-merchant who has arrived early to setup and the handful of night's watch who patrol the ground. A small Gobber wanders the lanes between the stalls and is followed closely by one of the guardsman whom seems unnaturally enthralled with the fellow's activities.

"What if, there were no ley portals," Vomitdreg's hands work nervously together his pitched nasally voice a coarse whisper, "What if, there were no brain slugs. What if, we don't have to wear pink on Wednesdays.."

He stops suddenly and with an unsteady hand he opens his coat. A tiny pair of glowing orange eyes glare upward from their place within the large pocket that has been sewed into his garb, "Did it work, Zeroltheluz?"

No.

Vomitdreg's face twists with concern, "So, there are ley portals?!"

Maybe.

"What if, just this once, /you/ fix things?"

No.

The goblin closes his jacket in frustration. Tiny fingers reach into a component pouch hanging from his belt to produce a pinch of salt which he ingests. Knitting his hands back together to resume pacing, "What if, there were no ley portals.."

Ceriday, Bernfleur 14, 1020

Rumble at the Ox

Tavern brawls are seldom noteworthy in a town like Alexandria, they happen ever night almost. Some taverns might actually have scheduled ones for specific nights. However the rumors coming out of the Ox have to be heard to be believed.

"There was a giant woman there! She sung dirgies on her drum and was covered from head to toe in /blood/. How do you even wear blood!? She flung a man though a wall with her spite alone!"

"Well I heard there was a mighty warrior wizard involved! He tore the chandelier off the ceiling with his bare hands and summoned bolts of lightning!"

"Well I heard there was a sinister Mul'niessa there! Must have been an assassin or somethin' cause he was askin' all about that wanted girl! Maybe he's the one that did her in and is lookin' to cover his tracks!"

"I heard tell there was a barmaid there was a right valkyrie there! Weildin' her tray like a tower shield to protect the beer!"

"Oh that lass is a proper hero she is."

"Proper hero, aye. She even refused a drink afterwards!"

(All rumors subject to massive exaggeration by many drunken patrons!)

Kirday, Bernfleur 12, 1020

More?!

'...it was /her/ all along!" declares on reader, her eyes narrowed.

Mereth didn't abandon Dandy, or Jyrana it turns out. There's a new, shadowy figure in play...at least according to the latest Crimson Pen fanfic. Yes, fanfic. This one however, proports to be written by an "insider to the tale!"

It hints at a new villian. A figure in a cottage, her skeletal hands about an apple... a real lich of a woman, as it turns out.

Mereth, the manly hero of the Crimson Pen's work, suffered a terrible fate--fans thought--at the hands of the trecherous Jyrana, who was jealous of his love for Dandy. Mereth's death caused an uproar in Alexandria amonngst fans of the Pen's work for weeks, over the loss of his beloved, hirsute figure and his flexible pecs.

...could it have been this...lich...all along? Could Mereth have sacrificed his heroic manliness in a last-minute defense of Dandy AND Jyrana? Perhaps...as the author suggests...to protect an unknown love child??!

The author promises more tales to come, of this nefarious wi--lich, this "Granny Mandiel!"

And who is this strange girl with wings on artwork associated with this story?! Who can say? The answers to these questions, and more, will be resolved soon enough... assuming the completed fictions contents don't continue to leak like this. Either way, anticipation is building!'

Wanted Poster

A conversation overheard from a group ofGossipmongers clustered around a poster recently hung up on one of the bulletin boards of the Hope Theatre, stamped with the official seal of the Metropolitan Theatre Company of Alexandria. Depicted upon the parchment is a portrait of a woman that theatre goers and several denizens of the city would find familiar: Rori Lee, one of the theatre company's understudies. The scroll indicates that the woman is presently missing and a modest reward is being offered for information of her whereabouts.

Gossipmonger 1: Tends to happen to the pretty ones, doesn't it? The poor lass.

Gossipmonger 2: Wonder if it's connected to the incident the other day at the Warehouse Ward...

Gossipmonger 3: Eh? What do you mean?

Gossipmonger 2: Heard that there was some trouble at one of the guardhouses, something about a fire that wasn't a fire, and someone paid to have a prisoner held so he could murder her, himself!

Gossipmonger 1: What?! How terrible!

Gossipmonger 2: It's insidious business alright, and apparently, one of the guardsmen was in on it. Cousin of the Goldstone Brothers, word is they've been blaming hits on their caravans on the Mul lately and turns out they had a Mul in custody.

Gossipmonger 3: But what's that got to do with the missing understudy?

Gossipmonger 2: That's the confusing part. Apparently the understudy, or someone who looks like the understudy anyway....Captain Fullbright of the Alexandria Guard credited her for exposing the guardsman's corruption and after that happened, a riot suddenly broke out and the corrupt guardsman escaped! Seems like too much of a coincidence, innit?

Gossipmonger 1: I heard the Goldstone Brothers are denying any involvement, though. Something about how their cousin had been trading with their name for years but he was never actually part of their operations?

Gossipmonger 3: Still, can't deny there's something fishy going on with all of that. I mean, now someone responsible for turning the guards' eye towards them is missing? There /is/ such a thing as too much coincidence, you know...

(OOC: I'll be in Cabo for a few days, returning Monday. Send me a @mail if you have questions! Shivani and I will put something together when I get back.)

Variday, Bernfleur 09, 1020

Damn Nusiance

...damn nusiance," is overheard among merchants traveling from Khazad Duin. Some of them report a greater amount of theft when traveling from under the mountain. Some suggest increased attacks by muls, while others blame different, undermountain groups. The blame of muls is hardly surprising--the mul are well known parasites of khazad goods and merchantry. Either way, there is a minor stepping up of guards in that area.

Eliday, Bernfleur 08, 1020

Mereth Writes?!

Starting with those fanatical fans of the Crimson Pen's legendary tale of betrayal, romance and death, there are rumors of a new tale! One written from the perspective of the famous, and oiled-pec Mereth, Alexandria's own heart throb! When it will be released is anybody's guess but it's causing a certain buzz. Naturally, Alexandria's literary elite is turning up their nose to this, but it hasn't stopped salons from gathering, nor rumors on the street.

Mereth originally featured in the Crimson Pen's Trio of Romances series, involving the demure Dandy, the wicked Jyrana, and the marvelous Mareth! Mareth of course, found himself ultimately betrayed, in the Pen's wickedly written love tragedy...or was he?? Did Jyrana betray him, to gain Dandy's favor? Was it Dandy's plan all along, or did Mareth ever, truly die? Some fans have always denied the latter--that he was too marvelous, too flex-tacious to simply perish!



Ceriday, Bernfleur 07, 1020

More Plushies?

The "Blue Bloods" courier service has once again been comissioned to send out another wave of plushies. This one a set of all the greatest heros of Alexandria in heroric stances or forms. The new set includes Kneeling and Praying Svarshan, Rainbow Dragon Sandy, Rightous Fire Kore, Lucky Lucy, Karate Action Aya, and various others, including variations on the others.

People have also noticed that each Plushie is unique, slightly different then another. Each one has a tag with a number, and a letter next to it. Excitment has quickly risen as there might be a hidden message being sent with the plushies if one could gather all the letters and numbers.

Kesenday, Bernfleur 06, 1020

Pumpkin Problems

As heard in the beauty salons of Upper Alexandria's Nobility District, in hushed whispers and nervous giggles:

Elmyra leans in, whispering conspiratorially to Beatrice, "Is it really as big as they say it is?"

Beatrice offers a sly grin in return, answering in the same conspiratorial whisper. "I saw it with my very own eyes! It was the biggest I've ever seen! You wouldn't believe it! I didn't even think something that size would fit!"

Several of the patrons feign looking shocked, averting their eyes -- so that they can hear better*

Elmyra pretends not to notice the eavesdroppers. "Do you think it was magic? It has to be magic. That can't be natural."

Beatrice just shrugs. "I have no idea. Maybe it's just a blessing from the gods?All I know is that everyone in town is supposed to be getting a piece of it."

One of the patrons starts fanning herself, color rushing to her cheeks. It's probably a good thing she's already sitting down.

Elmyra's eyes widen. "Oh myyyy. How do you think it tastes?"

Candice, the beautician, whispers harshly, "Elmyra! That's not a question that you ask in polite company!"

Elmyra looks confused, turning to look at Beatrice. "Since when are giant pumpkins inappropriate subjects of conversation?"

"Pumpkins?" The other women lean back in their seats, looking a little disappointed. "What are you talking about?"

Beatrice rolls her eyes at the other women, sighing deeply. "This morning! They rolled in a giant pumpkin the size of a house! I thought the wagon was going to snap in half right there, the way the wood was squeaking. And those poor animals. Not to mention those -- 'adventurers' that came back with it. The whole mess of them looked like a sorry lot, like they just got back from a war. What could have been so hard about loading a giant pumpkin into a cart?"

Elmyra shakes her head. "You just can't find good help these days," she drones, flipping through the latest edition of Prestigious Moon's catalog. "Didn't you ask them where it came from?"

"Well, I -tried-," Beatrice answers in kind. "One of them was kind of bringing up the rear. A tsuran, I think. He had the bluest eyes. Anyway, I walked up to him, and he pointed a -stick- at me! Said --" Her voice gets a few tones lower, and gruffer, "Lady, I swear by all the gods of the Holy Order I am -not- in the mood today."

"Did you report him to the guards!?!" asks Candice.

"Did you file a complaint with the Guild?" asks Elmyra.

"Do you think he's single?" asks one of the women in the back. All eyes turn to her, disapprovingly. "What?!"

After a moment of uncomfortable quiet, Beatrice continues. "Anyway. Apparently, one of them's trying to make a giant pie out of it, from what I hear. Supposedly, the whole town is getting some, though I doubt even a pumpkin that size could feed the whole town. You'd think it would have been easier to just buy small ones. I hear the fields are coming up in record time lately!"

Kirday, Bernfleur 05, 1020

Something afoot with a Sunblade

"Didjas see that Sunblade at the temple thie mornin' Urg?"

"Sunblade? Dook, you know I ain't got time fer no hoity-toity priest o' no dragon! Why am I gunna be lookin' at a Sunblade?"

"No you Lulgijak! I mean da one what's been goin round with Mayhem's sister. Whassername?"

"Oh yeah, Murda. Yeah, I seen him a'fore, why?"

The orc lowers his voice a bit and says, "They 'us bringin in a wagonload o' stuff last night. Glick tole me about it. Said he seen him and three others unloadin a wagon with tools an' equipment. Look like they 'us cuttin up some boards fer somethin."

"What was they cuttin 'em for?" this one leans in and lowers his voice conspiriatorily, "Was they makin furniture or somethin? They already got all them gold lookin lights and stuff in there and Orl tole me tha other day that someone seen Murda in there lickin 'em a while back. I tole Orl he's fulla -"

"NO you nummy! They was cuttin boards up fer signs! Now shuddup an listen!" Dook glowers and snorts, "Look like they 'us postin up a bounty or summat. Then this after lunch, Kazid came in from out on a hunt, said he seen vellums board-posted ever mile on the tree lines near the Fel, warnin about Demons."

Urg's eyes are as big as saucers, "I doan truck wit no demons Dook. Not no more. Ever since great uncle Trang got caught by one what turned him into a dead thing still servin the demon. Thas bad juju Dook, you go pixie snatchin on yer own until them demons're dealt with."

"But...how'm I gonna make pixie paste if'n ya doan come wi..."

The conversation trails off as the two orcs move on down the street. A few other similar conversations can be heard around other parts of the city. The Sunblade in question has been known to frequent the Fernwood.

Kirday, Eatonis 29, 1020

Chief Engineer's Report: Airship R

Orally delivered to the Skyguild and recorded by the scribes:

Chief Engineer: "...yes, sir, that's correct. The ship was safely recovered, though not quite as intact as we'd hoped. It'd seen a bit more action than we thought, but we got the thing to fly alright. That wasn't the hard part. The weather was against us from the start. Wagons got stuck a few times, but we made it there. But that's when the monster showed itself."

Guildmaster: "So the damage was caused by a monster attack?"

Chief Engineer: "Eh... not exactly. The ones we hired on to help guard our workers... well... they tried, sir, but I think they were a little green. The one on the horse took awhile to get his bearings, but he stuck the thing pretty good. The ones with the bows put more holes in the ship than the monster. One of the ones with the sword, well, she spent most of her time trying to get her sword back out of the thing. And the goblins -- well -- we're not really sure what they were doing, but at least they didn't set the thing on fire again."

Guildmaster: "...so the hirelings caused the additional damage? And we -- paid these people?"

Chief Engineer: "Well, sir, we didn't lose any of the mechanics, so there's no death benefits to pay, no retraining time. All in all, I think we came out ahead."

Guildmaster: "I think I've heard enough. I'll sign off on the recovery bonuses. And let's keep this quiet for as long as we can. We have a reputation of competence, after all, even when hiring outside help..."

Chief Engineer: "Of course sir. Complete discretion."

Tariday, Eatonis 27, 1020

Plushies for all the Children!

Courier have been busy all over town, delivering to all the children of the city cute little plushies. The plushies are of a Mul'niessa noble woman wearing bright pink dress and mini umbrella, one of Sandy, one of Svarshan, and various other well known figures around town. The courier service is not fully aware of the client, but the money is good and the plushies appear harmless.

(This is relation to the Chaos Lich plot, feel free to bug Sandy or Svarshan ic about this! As most of the dolls are about them, or me Astaren)

Ceriday, Eatonis 24, 1020

Strange occurances

For the past few days, there have been strange gargoyle-like statues all over the city of Alexandria, mostly upon higher up structures such as the various temples, the castle and even the Adventurer's guildhouse.

The past night, however, a group of adventurers walked back into the city with a moss-like gargoyle bound up in a wagon. The statues of gargoyles disappeared while the moss-like gargoyle had been turned over to the Yggdrasil Union for study.

For more details on what happened, speak to Leisel, Hun'rar, Garak, Magnus, Kisaiya, Kira or Raethon.

Kirday, Eatonis 22, 1020

Continuing Buildup

The Alexandrian Airstation sure seems busy these days!

...and a whole lot of those ships seem to be military grade... MErcenaries, privateers and Alexandrian naval forces seem to be building up for *something*.

Variday, Eatonis 19, 1020

So Called Training

That so called training mission? I heard it was a full fledged military operation. Someone is trying ta stir something up. Something about lost spies or some-such trying to map the north or steal something important to the fiends. Bad mojo all around you know. I tell you one thing, the people that came off some of those ships weren't injured in any training exercises thats for sure!

ALEXANDROS TAKES TO THE SKIES!

Once again the brave sons and daughters of Alexandros take to the skies to train for the protection of their families and loved ones. Brave soldiers today successfully completed Operation Eastern Reach, meant to familiarize soldiers with the operation of our proud and effective airship fleet. One of the sharpest swords in our arsenal of defense the powerful Virtuous-class ships were a sight to be seen as they moved near the border of Skald. As much to train the crews as to remind the demonic forces to the east: that we are always watching and always ready.

So look to the skies citizens! Enlist today!

Kirday, Eatonis 15, 1020

Missing Children?

"Did you hear about those missing children?" The voice whispered, not wanting it to travel too far - fear running around the edges of the words.

"Who hasn't? It's nearly an epidemic. Thank goodness they're not disappearing within Alexandria." A sigh of relief to punctuate this, and then a lean in, "But did you hear that they were all seen with a 'white puppy' before going missing?"

"No, I didn't hear that. Oh that's creepy."

(OOC: This is a rumor to go along with the plot: The Missing Kids. See Talia, Morgan, Taleth, Kore, Monahi, Deak, or Sorscha for more information.)

Tariday, Eatonis 13, 1020

A Subtle Tension

"...you're certain of it?" The two priests sat in a darkened room, papers laid in front of them.

"Yes. That business with the shrines is just another nail in the coffin. The alliances are shifting. I have my money on that business with Heth as the cause of it." A sigh, "I just thought we'd have more time."

"Are the marriages still going on?"

"Three, in the last month, and more before that."

Silence fills the time, a look exchanged between them.

"...great," the first one says, at length. He drops into a nearby chair, and rubs at his forehead. "We're hearing the usual propaganda from that corner, I take it?"

"Aye, about being misunderstood, Taara being the faith of personal empowerment and choice, freedom to choose. Maugrim being... Unfairly stereotyped and about self-esteem, honor, and respect. All of that. It isn't anything you don't hear out of Charn, normally. It's just effective--"

"--because on our side we have people who want things better. I get it," the priest says, closing his eyes. "I'll start talking with my own, help them identify that sort of doublespeak. Fighting for what's right, just, and good, doesn't mean we're stupid or ignorant of their rhetoric."

"If alliances are firming up again with the old guard, there'll be stronger grabs for power. More effective slave routes, more experiments. More pressure on our allies, maybe on Myrddion to get their sh--to get themselves together. It's too soon to tell the extent of what this means. But, we may see a stronger Charn before this is done."

"How many marriages have there been?"

The one priest looks to the other.

"I hoped that I was wrong. Yeah."

"Maybe we let them think good is stupid," the first muses. "Let their egos fill in the rest. ...let's keep this quiet, for a little while. Get the word out."

"Mm, the quiet approach. I get it."

The acolyte, overhearing, hurries away.

OOC: Rumors like these are growing among the faithful. Quietly, but there's a growing sense of wariness. The marriages referred to are between members of the Maugrimite and Taaran temples and faithful.

Ceriday, Eatonis 10, 1020

I Just Needed Tha Money...

The Watch has accosted several bandits who were in it they say, because they "Just needed tha money." A post some weeks ago advertising gold paid for corpses, and two for a child's, wasn't taken seriously.

...by most locals. However, it's inspired some hopefuls. Enough, the Watch says, that they'll be seeking help with the matter. We'll publish more as this develops.

OOC: This ties into the Chaos Lich arc!

Kesenday, Pryntar 16, 1020

Arwenieniallwehns Adopt!

The Tribune is pleased to announce the adoption of the young Avelia by Lady Sandiel and Lady Myrana Arwenieniallwehn. The adoption was observed by two practitioners of faith, both of Daeus and Eluna, and subsequently blessed. The legal paperwork was signed and filed by a mage of the Progressive Arcanists.

Welcome to the world, young Avelia!

Eliday, Pryntar 11, 1020

Daughter of Dragons

A particular avid reader of the Crimson Pen with great hair has recent been able to put together clues from the writing that Lady Sandiel (a woman who used to go by the name Sandrake'ial'unatha before coming to Alexandria) used to be engaged to a dragon! See, her name was actually a direct reference to the draconic blood she too has as it turns out that her grandmother's aunt was actually a chromatic dragon and that blood passed down to Sandy through a twist of fate. Her name Sand DRAKE is a literal from the trade language, with -ial meaning daughter of, and unatha is niece. So you see, she's really the niece's daughter of a real dragon!

Alley Makeover

Last night there was a strange commotion in the Lower Market, starting with a number of refugees and homeless being forceably evicted from the alley where they had taken shelter for the night. Under implied threat of violence, the unfortunate victims were escorted to a nearby inn, were they were provided with warm rooms and hot stew.

Shortly thereafter a large gang of ruffians and ner-do-wells descended upon the alleyway, with carts of likely stolen and illicit goods. Though lights could be seen from the site of the crimes, large tarps had been errected to shield the miscreants from prying eyes. Though the Watch was alerted, they were unable to summon sufficant forces to safely approach during the darkest hours of the night. At this time there is no word if the Guild of Explorers was contacted.

Morning light has seen the crime scene scrubbed clean of evidence of what exactly transpired. Also scrubbed clean were layers of dirt and grime, as well as the removal of accumulited trash. There is also a fresh coat of paint, with several of doors and windows to the alley repaired or replaced. One can only imagine what sort of villain would clean and repair one of the poorest parts of the city without fanfare or warning, leaving the poor souls who live there warm and well fed.


Kesenday, Pryntar 09, 1020

Huh What?

There are a few whispers that there was things were happening at the Lower Trades Market. The problem is, the closer people get to the market district, the less people remember what happened.

One thing that CAN be confirmed, however, is that people heard gunshots and there are signs of a fight there.

Kore and Arisha have the full story, but Celeste, Deak, Walery, and Kaelyn have a few recollections of the fight, but not why they were there.


Eliday, Pryntar 04, 1020

The Frigate Revenant

A new frigate pulled into port a few days ago along with a brig that was running escort. Both ships looked to have seen some heavy fighting, and the frigate looks to taken the brunt of it. Soon after arrival carpenters were enlisted en masse to fix up both ships and make them seaworthy.

While this alone is worthy of a rumor, and the fact that forty some-odd men and women of different race were escorted off the Frigate, it's not just that which has piqued interest. Rumor has started to travel like wildfire that this was a Charnese Naval vessel - the Revenant.

Did Alexandria just attack a Charnese ship?

(OOC: This is in relation to the plot: Inmost Sea-capades. See Kore, Amythyst or Kaelyn for more information. Additional legwork can be made, I will respond to any/all as quickly as I can.)

Ceriday, Vhast 27, 1020

Engagement at the Fernwood

Conquerer Ravifan announced his engagement to a young, though well-ranked Shadowveil, Aritha Korivani. "We're quite happy," the Conquerer said as the happy couple made the announcement at the Fernwood. "While we realize it's an unusual step to be open about our marriage, we do so in the hope it will help others understand us."

"Such openness is long overdue," Aritha Korivani added, noting that similar arrangements are happening across Ea.

How...wonderful!

Kesenday, Vhast 26, 1020

New Art Installment!

The Artificer's Guild is pleased to announce another addition to their Paintings of the Future! collection. The recent installment includes a painting of a future, artifice-enabled prosthetic.

Visitors are encouraged and welcomed at any time during business hours to experience these Visions of the Future!

Tariday, Vhast 23, 1020

Roadside Banditry on Paws!

Travelers along Alexandros' northern roads towards Blar will be pleased to experience greater safety in the days ahead. A group of bandits that have been harrying caravans have been dispatched by Alexandrian adventurers. One of the bandits was even brought back for for trial.

The small but growing community of Dragonier refugees and Arvek Nar also received a boon in the way of supplies, as the adventurers were able to both return supplies that had been taken, and also donated some of the surplus that was given to them for their work. What wasn't given to the Adventurers in payment was divvied up between the Community, the temple of Serriel, and a new charity called the Animal Care Kennel (or ACK! for short).

Kesenday, Vhast 19, 1020

A Bitingly Good Time?

After a late-night drinking event gone wrong, two druids got into it and ended up summoning a tornado. Alexandria being on a peninsula out to the sea, this quickly picked up sea creatures and debris.

In other words, a sharknado hit Alexandros' shores late last night. The involved druids are understandably chagrined, and are spending hours in community service cleaning up the mess.

Kirday, Vhast 18, 1020

Shenanigans Reported!

The Watch reported shenanigans yesterday at the great library. Reports suggest a summoning-or-other gone wrong. A multi-headed hydra appeared on the scene, rending precious, precious books and arcanists alike before finally being subdued by daring adventurers!

Tariday, Vhast 16, 1020

Drinking Contest Winner!

The Ox-Strength is pleased to report the winner of tonight's drinking contest, Captain Delra Coalsbrew! The Ox hosts drinking contests every night, or whenever patrons are desperate enough to--that is, whenever patrons are willing to take part of our damn fine brews!



Tariday, Vhast 16, 1020

Forget Yuletide, It's Thultide!

Another crypt has been uncovered in Alexandria today that is sure to leave the denizens more than a little worried about what may be near their own homes. Citizens report sounds of cackling noises heard when passing by. Others suggest that behind the Watch's guardrails lie tombs of grotesque horrors! What originally was considered prime real estate and redeveloped by the luckless Kashani family is now sanctioned off by the Verdaman Temple and the Watch as a scene for Thulite worship the likes of which hasn't been seen in Alexandria.

Reports trickle in of other worship sites being uncovered, though the Tribune has been unable to verify these sources so far. Reports suggest some sites may be the hosts of ancient Thulian artifacts and arcane rituals. Others suggest that one may contain access to an ancient book of necromantic powers.

Several people witnessed adventurers going in and out of at least one site, which fortunately or unfortunately, may add credibility to the above reports.

OOC: This relates to the Crypts plotline. Please RP with Verna, Serraphine, Heinrich, Gregor, Josselyn, or Arisha to get involved!

Eliday, Vhast 14, 1020

Sign Posted After Attack

In response to the recent raid on their ovens, Stoneworks' Calzone has posted a new sign:

Calzones so good, even the Hells falls to temptation!

Another sign posted adds: Smiting practice available after hours.

Demon Salsa

Do you like Spicy? Do you like to breath fire? Do you like to fight evil?

Well we have the spice of all spices for you! Demon Salsa, the hottest dip around for all of your taste senses! Guarenteed to make your mouth burn and to breath fire! Endorsed by the famous paladin Svarshan! Come on down to the Golden Cookie Bakery to try our great variety of foods.

Disclaimer: Made out of real demons. If you feel the urge to do evil acts such as pillage, plunder, murder, steal candy from babies, lie, cheat, steal, conqure neigboring countries, take hostages, raise dead to fuel your evil empire with undead for their mindless obedience, or take change out of change jars at a service counter you may be being corrupted. Please consult your cleric.

Ceriday, Vhast 13, 1020

Rainbow Dragon Illustrations Wanted

The Tribune seeks illustrations and accounts of the rumored Rainbow Dragon of Alexandria! We are partnered with the local Temple of Navos, who is offering a small reward for verified illustrations regarding this matter.

OOC: Sketch an image of the Rainbow Dragon for publication (stick figures count!) and send it in. Receive double GM Noms! Please email to: <login to game to see email address>. :D


Update: What a Response!

The following illustrations are being added to the Navosian Archives. Thank you!

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Slaves and Bombs

Just a heads-up. Atleti is looking into how to reverse the Charneth's latest trick, of turning living creatures into scarred bombs. He'll be at the celebration tonight if anyone would like to RP about it, or arrange to RP after.


Kesenday, Vhast 12, 1020

Calzone Thieves!

Evidently the food at Stoneworks is quite amaising! Amaising enough that midget fire imps or something like it raided the oven there and stole a large number of cooking Calzone! Is this restaraunt so popular that other planar beings are starting to frequent the place? Rumor also has it that a few intreped adventuerers were able to drive these little creatures off, though many calzone were stolen in the process!

Gilday, Vhast 03, 1020

Stormgardian Disease Sprouts in Al

Readers of the 'Alexandrian Rummagepost' will be no doubt familiar with its recent spate of rumors, about a Miniature Yeti.

<What follows is a copy of the Rummagepost's image, which appears to be a well-done illustration of Kisaiya in a large fur coat.>

The 'Rummagepost' reports: Some people are trying to figure out exactly what it is this strange being might be. While some think it's just local Alexandrian, Kisaiya, having sprouted a bunch of extra hair for the winter through some arcane manipulations and esoteric hair spells, others say it's probably not a hair spell at all and indicitive of something much more sinister.

What the image represents not clear. The Rummagepost went on to report other possibilities, including the possibility of miniature yetidom.

While normally it is not the practice of the Tribune to report on other papers' work, this report potentially concerns Alexandrian public health, and we thought it prudent to weigh into the discussion. We presented the reports and illustration to two separate experts within Alexandria.

Dr. Pherbius Sand writes to us that this case is a warning sign.

"Yeterius Spontaneous is a disease that originates in the Stormgarde region," he writes us. "It comes on in the winter, and is usually associated with the lucht race. However, it has been known to strike other species."

When asked what Yeterius S. is, exactly, the reports we were given indicate that it appears to be the sudden and usually irreversible growth of hair all over one's body. In addition, the individual may develop a sudden, stooped-over position and be prone to grunts.

However, Alexandria has reported only one case of this disease so far, and we encourage citizens not to worry. However, if you do spot an individual with this condition, please report them immediately to the Soldier's Defense.

Gilday, Kael 27, 1019

Assault on Mictlan

A Chaneth Noble mounted an assault on Mictlan in clear violation of Alexandrian territorial rights. Charn officials quickly denounced their activities, although only after word of the noble's failure had reached them. According to the few Charneth survivors that were captured, the entire incident was started because of the Alexandrian adventurers destroying the Merchant ship Aloft Seaker. Though a number of people have stepped forward to point out that the Aloft Seaker could very well be the Oft Sea, a notorious pirate ship and known slave runner of sith-makar.

The attack on Mictlan was repelled by a number of adventurers and local tribesfolk. Elisabeth, the unshakable. Raethon, the quick of wit. Nadara, the wise and sure. Bors, the destroyer. Ilmig, the brave. And a newcomer, Atleti, the Avenger. These six are the heroes of the hour in Mictlan, saving the town and serving as the backbone to the repelling force. A banquet is to be thrown in their honor, and the Speaker Caste is reported to be honoring them specifically at it. According to sources, the Speaker Caste are something of diplomats, and only appear at special occasions.

Amongst those at Mictlan prior to the attack were Durrankar and Un'eth, two druids of well reknown who safely aided a number of wounded of Mictlan out of the area prior to the Assault. Without their influence the civilian casualties at Mictlan would've been far more substantial.

Tensions between Charn and Alexandria have risen again, though neither side is willing to take blame for any of the events leading up to this. Charn officials were unwilling to offer opinion on the creation of the Sith-makar suicide bombers seen being sent into Mictlan prior to the attack. The Sith were said to have scars that slowly etched onto their skin like a curse that diminished their health, and upon death exploded. If you see any Sith-makar with scar-like markings who look unwell, inform the Watch immediately.

OOC: This is part of the Silver and Sith arc!


Gilday, Kael 27, 1019

Troll Attack?!

Late at night on Gilday, Khael 20th, talk was overheard in a few local taverns of a botched robbery attempt. Some say that the target was a larger-than-life statue of Lady Sandiel wrought in brightly polished silver wearing a rainbow-patterned miniskirt destined for display in the City's new museum. Others say the silver statue was a nude of the famous Professor Hieronymous Fizzlefuse destined for a special place in the boudoir of a lady in Alexandria's Nobility Districe who shall remain nameless--unless the Crimson Pen sheds further light. Anyway, rumors tell that a band of Alexandria's famous adventurers scared a troll with a politician's talent for stirring speechs into jumping off the northern highbridge in defense of the peculiar cargo.

Tariday, Kael 26, 1019

Storms Storm in Off the Coast

Ships report odd weather this time of year in the Inmost Sea, with a storm that raged far stronger than normal. In fact, it was almost akin to a summer storm it was so strong and violent. Trade was upset for several days until finally the weather cleared up.

Rumor has it, the storm was supernatural in nature and caused by agents of Charn to disrupt trade. Alexandrian merchants, as well as its adventuring community, are up in arms about the underhanded nature of such an act. Charn denies the allegations, or cites that if they can't hold Alexandria responsible for sinking of the merchant ship--Alexandria can't hold them responsible for this.

One thing is for sure, tensions are running high between the two nations.

OOC: This ties into the Silver and Sith arc.

Small But Growing

A small community on the outskirts of Alexandria has started to erect longhouses, stables, even a small market. They're a mix of Arvek and refugees from Dragonier. The refugees used to be staying near the Museum until they were brought into the community of displaced Arvek from Blar. Since that time, the new community has grown and the spirits are high. A common chorus of uplifting one another is heard and--in some cases--said as a near mantra.

Several adventurers have also helped settle them into a new place of living. By assisting with paperwork, feeding those in need, teaching them how to care for their horses, among many other avenues of assistance. The people seem to be making something of themselves out there, and their community is slowly growing because of it.

OOC: This ties into the Oasis plotline.


Variday, Kael 18, 1019

Ship Attacked in Hextus!

A ship recently was attacked in the Charn city of origin and port of harbour, Hextus, by so-called vigilantes out of Alexandria. The attack was carried out in broad daylight with no attempt to try and conceal identities.

Bounties have been placed on the heads of these four individuals (sketches of Orenthal, Ilmig, Amythyst, and a black-robed robed priest) for the destruction of a merchant vessel within the harbour. The vessel in question, Aloft Seaker, was a known ship for carrying goods through out the Inmost Sea, including to Alexandria.

It is unknown why they decided to destroy the ship. However, the vigilantes managed to avoid authorities in their escape.

Statements from Charneth authorities say that this premeditated crime is just yet another obvious attack on the Charneth way of life by the city across the sea. Alexandria has disavowed all knowledge of such events, claiming such acts are the responsibility of individuals, or perhaps the ship captain was just drunk.

The Watch is currently seeking statements on the location, or any information relating to the above individuals or the act.

OOC: This relates to Kisaiya's PrP, Silver and Sith!

Variday, Kael 18, 1019

Letter to the Editor

From one Alexandrian to his brothers:

This infringement on the Charneth way of life is just one in a line of such events. It is my belief that the servants of Maugrim and Taara are misrepresented within this city. His discipline, which would have prevented such lawlessness, is sorely needed!

Rumors that this reckless event was tied to slavery and predation is surely unfounded, and a product of years of bias. Taara, who is the right hand of Maugrim, espouses personal freedom and individuality. Would one hand cut off the other? No, I say. They are two parts of a whole, a whole who denounces this act of lawlessness, and an act that cost an honest captain his livelihood at the hands of vigilantes!

It's for the good of all, crimes like this should never go unpunished, and this bias against our faith and culture--a culture dating back the same founding years as Myrddion--be addressed.

- A Maugrimite in Alexandria

OOC: This relates to Kisaiya's PrP, Silver and Sith! Also, have an opinion on the above? We'd love for you to send in articles and letters to the editor!

Variday, Kael 18, 1019

Re: Letter to the Editor

Dear Maugrimite in Alexandria,

It is regretful that such an event happened at an otherwise safe and lawful area. Hextus is known for its safety and the security of visiting merchants. I am sure like you, that it has never housed a pirate in its existence, and nor is it a haven for them.

Likewise, it is doubtful that the event was tied to slavery, or stolen goods. Charn has never had a history of such matters.

Signed,

I wasn't there, but even I can tell you're full of it.

Note: This letter was slightly edited by Tribune staff. We replaced the final word in the signature with the more appropriate 'it.'

Eliday, Kael 10, 1019

Bugfestation!

Someone, apparently, tried to smuggle Am'sheri bugs into Alexandria.

The guards had been tipped off, it seems, accounting for very, very long lines at the gate as they attempted to find the supposed smugglers. Eeven more strangely, the bugs had been smuggled into several wagons unbeknowns to their drivers and they were let loose near the gates, resulting in numerous swarms of beetles, dragonflies, bitey bugs, and, of course, spiders. Always with the spiders.

While many were destroeyed, there is concern that quarantine efforts have failed to keep Am'sheri wildlife from getting to this side of the portal and renewed calls to either find better security or finally close it.

Kesenday, Kael 08, 1019

Treasures Recovered!

Adventurers emerged from the Museum this evening, having rescued two of the treasures inside. Others remain, though the Vardamen Temple emphasizes that further recovery will be done with even greater caution. "It was worse than we thought," reported Mourner Bacia, as she was supported by an oruch nearby.

One of the returned pieces is rumored to be part of a mirror. Another, has vanished into the depths of a dragon's claws.

In the meantime, Lady Kashani appears to have vanished into seclusion, and has nothing to add to the report at this time.

OOC: This pertains to the Oasis plotline. Please contact Sylvi, Dubtle, Lucy, Sarcis, Shym'r, Walery, or Grush for rumors!

Kirday, Kael 07, 1019

A Bakery Vaults Forth!

Eskareen, retired adventuer of Alexandria's very own Guild, recently opened a bakery in the Upper Markets after coming into a recent fortune. Details of the fortune remain obscured, though the respected adventurer was seen recently dashing through the streets and clicking her heels together.

Rumors suggest she'd recently come into a number of treasures. One of note: A tapestry of the Desolation, without the Rift, practically ancient love letters, a delicate locket, and an unnamed piece of art from Rune.

OOC: For salacious details, contact: Krom, Grush, and Melora! This ties to Kisaiya's PrP, The Vault near Vandalheim. Logs available under Recent Arcs.


Variday, Kael 04, 1019

It Takes a Village

"Yeah, they've been a big help." That conversation may be a turning point in local race relations. The man, Elias, was talking about the arvek. When the nation of Dragonier collapsed, Alexandria took in many of its refugees. While it's been a source of growth for the city, it's also been a source of tension since the city had received refugees from Blar just before. Refugees, and Alexandrian poor, often find themselves competing against one another.

"I mean, I suppose we've uh, not gotten to know eachother before," Elias told me as he continued his story. "I mean, a lot of times we were going for the same jobs, but ..." here, the man shrugged. "They're alright? Some of us've been in a bad place with the Museum and all. I mean, we were using it as uh, I mean. Well, yeah, the arvek have been a help, especially Serraphine and Felicia. They're Serrielites? Anyway, they and their people, they're helping some of us make a few homes outside the city. Learn farming. Alongside their people, no less."

"They've been a *lot* of help. We wouldn't be able to eat if it wasn't for them," Nethia responded. She's Elias' wife. Both of them are from Dragonieer.

Were you approached by anyone else? I asked them.

"Not many, but sometimes I'd say it's that are resources are stretched thin. There's been the Altheans, and they're the reason some of us've had enough to eat. There's just a lot of us," Nethia told me. "It doesn't stop folks from being angry, though. It's hard, when you're just trying to find a job."

Then, she added: "The other day though, that Conquerer came by. ...he started preaching about standing on your own two feet, and how no one would listen because of racism or somethin. There was a mul woman with him, but...aside from words, they didn't offer much. Seemed kind of angry we were getting help. I mean, they looked pretty well off, so I don't know..."

"...I guess he felt a helping hand made us weaker or something," Elias says. He looks uncomfortable. "But we've tried. There ain't a lot you can do with nothin. And...we're going to be part of a community after this. They help us, we'll help them, you know?" Here, he and Nethia nodded.

The couple has invited the Tribune to report on the village addition, and we hope to follow up with a report later this week. If it succeeds, it might be a step forward for the two groups and hopefully, a step forward for Alexandria as well.


Eliday, Kael 03, 1019

Sandy the Gorgon?!

"Did you know, I heard that there was a well respected member of the Daeus clergy actually told a small Sith-makar that Lady Sandiel's hair is actually snakes?"

"No, you must be kidding!"

"Not at all, and on top of that? Well, I heard that Sandy even called the small child a little Huntress no less!"

"Well, surely this all must have been some sort of ploy for the child."

"I don't know, word has it that she's made more than a few people petrified with fear before. Maybe that's how gorgon's start? They just terrify people until the snakes grow in."

"Well, that's an interesting idea."

At least one person, one of them may have been a child though it's unclear, called Sandy a gorgon and she did nothing to dissuade the notion! Rumors about as far as what this could mean.

Kirday, Quintoos 30, 1019

Bring Out Your Dead!

If rumors from the Guild are true, a band of adventurers were called in to address yet another deathly problem! The adventurers brought back large, rolled parchments that appeared to show the rituals for raising the dead.

Creatures raised in this manner appeared to be quite happy. One could say almost grateful, to have their life returned to them. So happy, that the final illumination on this parchment shows them playing music and dancing.

They're very grateful raised dead.

OOC: This ties into a PrP by Kisaiya!

The Romance of Yaritan!

Sales of the CRIMSON PEN's latest hit the shelves late this evening! Within hours, copies were sold out. This has printers in a flurry of panic! We've provided an excerpt, below:

Yaritan, handsome devil that he was, stood manfully in the doorway! His chest was broad enough to burst stone! "Hull has betrayed you, my love," he said severely, and strode towards her. His features were etched with concern.

The mul, Hyria, lowered her eyelashes. Hull's unmanly, betraying weakness burned like a fire in her heart. She felt herself swoon in anger!

Yaritan reached out a hand to steady her. Her fingers, trembling, cupped his chin. Then, she sighed as she gazed deeply into his eyes. "Whatever shall I do?" she whispered. A furious tear made its way down her heartshaped face.

The Seers too, seem caught in the craze. The Temple of Eluna, in a surprise move, bought at least thirty copies, which just speaks to the Crimson's universal appeal!

Tariday, Quintoos 28, 1019

Interview with the CRIMSON PEN!

"We're aware of it, of course. Such a shame, really. ...oh! He's a devilishly handsome man, but he's gone a courting, you know." The words belong to one of the three sisters, an alliance who form the Crimson Pen here in Alexandria! I'd come to them that morning to ask about their newest novel.

"Well, we'd wanted to do it about a wizard, you see. A man who struggles with his ability to see beyond his eg--I mean, magic," one sister added.

"Classic tale, really. But with a romantic twist!" went a third.

"Yes. And then we'd heard about the Conquerer. But..." here, the other, other sister wrinkled her nose. "...he says he's here to court. He says."

What? I'd asked. I'd thought he was here to make Alexandria better again?

"...well, he says that. To give him credit, he has preaching about improvement and self-betterment when we'd talked with him. But, rumors on the street, you know. They say things. And who knows if they're true?"

There are nods all around.

"Ooooh! What if the Conquerer were the wizard!" chimed in her other, other sister. "Well, just INSPIRATION, of course. You have to take it where you find it, and a tale of tragic, love-lorn reform is always popular..."

I allowed that inspiration certainly does, though personally, I have doubts about this particular source of inspiration. I tried to prod them to get back to the earlier idea, or anything about a release date--but they were already deep in discussion! So, readers, we are in the same boat! We'll find out what happens once it hits the shelves!

Variday, Quintoos 27, 1019

Small and Missing

"...I don't know what we're going to do." The hushed words may be heard among the Vardamen. Since Heth's disciple ripped open their crypts two weeks ago, few if any of them have gotten any sleep.

"Children are still going missing."

"What, out near the Museum?"

"...I'm afraid so. It's probably just--"

"Do we sound the alarm, then?"

"We have to, but. ...quietly. I don't think the city can take a second panic. Third, with the demons loose."

They pause. Stop. Then, roll up their sleeves because there's no rest for anyone, nor will there be for some time.

OOC: This ties to the Oasis plotline. This specific rumor is intended for Vardamen, Serrielian, and Daeusite PCs, primarily!


Variday, Quintoos 27, 1019

Delighted to be Here!

"I'm delighted to be here," reported the Conquerer Ravifan. The emissary from Charn made his way into the city three weeks ago. He says he'd been quiet about his presence, given, "undue prejudice of course. Those who do not respect free will, or a man's right to choose his own destiny." He hopes, he says, to offer benefit to Alexandria's community.

Whatever that means.

OOC: This loosely ties into the Oasis plotline.


Kirday, Quintoos 23, 1019

Horses and Ponys Wanted!

Some Sisters of the Hands of Ithildin are preparing to hold a small Fair for the Orphans of the city and Grush has been posting flyers around the Adventurers Guild asking for the loan of Horses or Ponys for an event. More Volunteers are also welcome, especially any Bards or anyone good with children. Anyone interested in helping out can find Grush staying at the Fernwood Pub!

Variday, Quintoos 20, 1019

Devilish Returns!

Supplicants near Temple Square reported panic this last week when a pit fiend thrust his way onto the square, alongside several dark angels. They reported his horrific and pleasure-filled laughter as he described the destruction he would bring.

Local adventurers and faithful quickly engaged the creature. Reportedly, local hero Lady Sandiel was among responders, and turned into a great, silver dragon and shot him with rainbows. \(See illustration to the left\; pull tabs to animate the rainbow breath!\)

During the event, a strange green mist filled the courtyard. Mar'Tek dissolved into a tear-shaped stone that according to local Seers, radiated mana. A local Sunguard also clarified that the devil, Mar'Tek had been under surveilence for some time. However, he recently eluded his captors, a situation that is still being investigated. They suspect collusion with Asumit, and hope that his death will put a stop to those plans for some time.

Post battle, warriors of light arrived from the Heavens. Apparently Mar'Tek was well-known among them.

The Temples are currently working to cleanse the area. In this, they're assisted by local adventurers and faithful.

Farmer's Market Opens!

Often considered an 'afterthought' to the larger city, the Pointe is beginning to show its own. A month ago, the Point began hosting its own Farmer's Market. Spearheaded by followers of the Green in combination with local villagers, the market features fresh fruits, vegetables, and meats. Seafood is popular, given the Alexandros' peninsula's position in the midst of the sea, though other varieties are found as well.

The Market is held every weekend during the harvest and trapping seasons.

OOC: You're invited to RP! Contact Durrankar and other followers of the Green for details, and bring your appetite!


Kesenday, Quintoos 17, 1019

A rainbow dragon?

The word has spread the city was attacked by demons. Temple square is a wreck, but what people are most insterested about is that there was a rainbow dragon! Some onlookers dared to edge closer and saw lady Sandiel not only turn into a dragon, but can now breath out rainbows! Whispers and word quickly spread, that Sandy is the Lady Rainbow Dragon!

Art Museum Now History?

"It's contained," are the first words the white-faced Mourner said during the interview. With rumors rampant over the events of last night, temples are understandably on edge. The faithful are working hard and appear to have things contained for now. Yet, officials still struggle to uncover what happened.

According to eyewitness reports, an unknown force breached the museum's mountainside wall. Hundreds of lovingly made pieces by Alexandria's own are now held captive in the museum by wights, undead, and other creatures that escaped from Alexandria's undermountain crypts.

In the meantime, an enraged Merchant Tangisir has declared an intent to "organize recoveries." The statement was issued through intermediaries as the usually conversational dragon was not available for an interview. The Kashanis, the family behind the museum project have also issued a statement of condemnation against "Thul and His disgusting servants."

Other rumors persist, suggesting involving of a Heth cultist, a shining, rainbow blade welded by an oruch, and other elements too otherworldly to possibly be true.

OOC: This ties into the Oasis plotline! I'll be updating the museum description, shortly. At the moment, you can visit and see some of the trapped treasures. The glass sword made it out thanks to Grush's bravery. Everything else...!

Marvels of Modern Medicine!

In a lighter article, the Tribune includes a "Marvels of Modern Medicine!" piece. "Inspired by wonders unforseen" within the museum, the piece offers discussion on advancements in artifice to replace damaged limbs.

It had been intended to be part of a larger, more hopeful work. In light of current events, however, the paper is providing it as-is, that it "might still bring hope and joy to some Alexandrians."

Included with the article is a paper doll, with "swappable, stylish artifice limbs and accessories!" Drawn by a Tribune artist, the accessories are "more or less" accurate.

One option includes a bear-shark punching arm.

The paper doll looks suspiciously like Stirling. It is posable, with exchangeable faces of varying degrees of scowl.


Kirday, Quintoos 16, 1019

Artistic troubles!

Rumors are flying about that a dragon was at the opening of the museum! A bronze dragon at that!

However, tragedy struck as said bronze dragon ended up in a battle and undead started to pour out of an opening in a wall created by a void dragon, rumored to be Heth itself. The wights were fought back, despite the lack of air created by the presence of the void dragon, by many of the people that were at the presentation. Not only an elven archmage who was destroying undead with a word, but an elven archer who kept people safe with his splendid shooting, a brave oruch warrior who was more determined to keep people safe than her own safety using a glass sword, a apparent cleric of Eluna who kept giving the bronze dragon healing magic, a woman dragging people out, and an althean cleric who kept using her divine grace to destroy undead with blue flame, but leapt onto the tail of the bronze dragon to heal many of its wounds so the bronze could seemingly kill that void dragon.

The Temple of Vardama and the Hunters of the Dead are currently investigating.

(To follow up, speak to Mikilos, Astaren, Grush, Sasha, Kisaiya, Ga'Elian and Rhar)

What's Under the Mountain?

As tidings of wight hordes and Heth spread through Alexandria and beyond like wildfire, some citizens react by hunkering down in their homes, others by running to the temple district or the Castellum for answers. The smart people, though, are putting their trust in Alexandria's world-famed adventurers.

One of these adventurers, the wild elf archer Ga'Elian recounted that when the wall of the museum was breached, he got the idea that the hordes of wights spilling into the museum might have been bursting out of the catacombs under the mountain temple of Vardama, as both buildings are excavated out of the same part of the mountain on the southwest of Alexandria. The museum having now been temporarily sealed to contain the hosts of undead within, Ga'Elian ran off toward the Gray Lady's Mountain Temple in case the desecrated corpses began to burst out of it, too.

Dragons Suck!

"No really, they do! Not like they're bad sort of thing, like they literally do! It looked like the sky, it was there and every breath it drew in it SUCKED THE AIR FROM THE ROOM!" The man was on the corner, yelling it at everyone who would pass by. Of course everyone heard of the antics at the museum, the fight, the undead. But this one was dead set on informing people on the danger of dragons.

"What else do you know that can do that?!" He throws his arms out and grabs one of the passing people, "YOU! YOU! Have you heard of this?! Can you believe this?! What sort of sorcery could do that?!" The man who was grabbed by the talker stumbled backward and looked about frantically for help but there was nothing to be had. A whip to one way, a whip to the other and they hurry off quickly, covering the side of their face so they don't see the crazy one.

"I MEAN IT! It's incredible! You all should've been there! You should've seen it! I LITERALLY SUFFOCATED PEOPLE!"

Tariday, Quintoos 14, 1019

Ads: The Forge!

Two ads appear in the Tribune!

ADVENTURERS WANTED!

Are you tired of boring old, heavily manufactured magic items, made from unnatural, renewable resources?

Do you want Hand Crafted, fully Organic, completely Unique Artisanal Arms and Armor? Come on down to the Meat Forge! A new boutique opening up in the Market District. Business is by appointment only. Contact Stownz or Styx Bethroke for quotes and fittings.

All products are Non-Vegan!

BRAVE ADVENTURERS WANTED!

ADVENTURERS WANTED
HUNT EXOTIC AND DEADLY BEASTS
BIG MONEY REWARDS

The Meat Forge is offering large bounties for the hunting of Monsters! Contact Stownz or Styx Bethroke for more information!

OOC: Rumours are for a plot that will be running soon! Direct any inquires to Grush!

Variday, Quintoos 13, 1019

Rumors Plague Museum Opening

Just a week before its opening, the Museum of Reflections appears plagued by troubles. In addition to reports yesterday, theft of a museum piece was reported to the local guild.

Thankfully, adventurers were able to return the piece without harm. Hopefully this isn't suggestive of the Museum's future!

OOC: This is tied to the Oasis arc. Thank you, Kisaiya, for running this PrP! Please contact Walery, Gimrig, Shagara, or Chay for details.

The Museum of Reflections opens this week.

Variday, Quintoos 06, 1019

Museum Opens, Soon!

Lady Kashani is seeking art and unique crafts to be featured in her upcoming gala, to benefit young craftsfolk in Alexandria!

Please drop Beaglefinder an @mail if you'd like your work featured! This will also be an open scene on the 15th, which should branch out into hopefully, more plots. :D

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Eliday, Rhaltaas 29, 1019

Refugee Assistance?

The Myrrish Ambassador in Alexandria is, it is said, under works to offer more assistance to those who have traveled to the city. This is all under wraps, of course. The 'cold civil war' is barely acknowledged as-is.

Tariday, Daeshen 19, 1019

Succesful Party!

The Thrasing Dancers are monastic order that is often found in Fate's Spire Monastary. This Tariday, Daeshen 19, they threw a party where they performed elaborate dance routines and encouraged many great adventuters to join them. As this was completed, according to rumor, an object bequeathed to them by an elder of their order split open and reveled an odd silver key that was 'too hot to touch'.

The monks have gone into seclusion, but hey, it was a great party.

Ceriday, Daeshen 16, 1019

Magical Girl Theory Proven

We are pleased to report that Alexandria has seen its first emergence of a 'magical girl.' A magical girl, according to Arcanist Jenneth at the Society, is someone whose powers are enhanced by outfit changes. Lady Sandiel is believed to have displayed some of these symptoms. Until now, it was believed to have been only arcane theory.

"A few months ago, she started wearing dresses, and inviting you out to tea," a neighbor of Sandy's testified. "But then sometimes, like a week ago, she'd wear something rougher and seemed you know. Changed, but not the same as she was before," he added hastily.

The Tribune is still investigating. It is apparent that Lady Sandiel has undergone a number of outfit, and personality, changes in the last year. If proven true, this would be a breakthrough for arcane studies everywhere.

OOC: Contact Sandy, Kisaiya, Delilah, or Ga'Elian for rumor followup!

OOC2: Contact Sandy only if you are very, very brave!

Variday, Daeshen 11, 1019

Disturbance in the catacombs

A group of adventurers was sent on an emergency foray into the catacombs by the temple of Vardama last night.

Something disrupted one of the seals maintained by the temple, and one tomb was disturbed by newly risen undead harassing a spirit normally confined there. A cataloguing activity may still be underway to determine if other areas were affected.

At least one of the adventurers on the scene seemed to have a slightly unclear understanding of what actually happened although she insisted that wine and hormones were somehow involved.

Kirday, Daeshen 07, 1019

Reflections

Kiya Lashani, a half-sil of some repute in the noble district, is glad to announce the construction of a new manor within Alexandria's Upper City. That is, east of the River. "I wish to call it the Hall of Reflections, but that may change. The name came to the tip of my tongue, but that may be a little overused, do you think?" she told the Tribune. Why the Hall of Reflections?

"I've had the greatest fascination with glass since I was a child. The way it can be turned and inspired to great heights. The semi-translucency of it as art. I hope to honor all Alexandrian artists with the manor. I look forward to hosting many events, there. Well, whatever it may end up being called. I'm sure Reos' daughter will offer Her whispers, when it's done."

Lady Lashani's family is known for their quiet generosity. The Tribune expects the new manor to be a tribute to Alexandria and its people.

OOC: This ties into the Oasis mini-arcs, and may tie into future storylines. - Lahar


Kirday, Callem 31, 1019

Just Terrible!

"His mind is terrible! Just terrible!" is heard out of the Theatre District. Referring apparently, to Asumit.

"Yes, Asumit! Oh, it's terrible. All that knowledge, used for, for...oh dear. Well, you know the sorts of things demons do. He gets all...all..." the gnome pauses, then leans in, "...it delights him." And by now he's pale. "In the worst possible...I mean...oh dear. Oh dear. Excuse me. I'm going to throw up, again."

OOC: This refers to the scene Whirl ran last night, ongrid! Multiple folks were there, though I do not have a list handy. >.< It ties into the Asumit arc.

Gilday, Callem 30, 1019

Tremors and Troubles

Late in the evening of Tariday, Callem 29th, the massive earth elemental that has been a constant fixture on Alexandria's mountain road for so long stirred to life, dropping debris to the street while crowds gathered to see what all the rumbling and commotion was about. The Sildanyari archmage Mikilos was heard to say that the elemental mentioned a great shattering, as of something yet to happen. It then proceeded to trudge toward a cliff overlooking the sea, then witnesses say it melted into the ground, only to reemerge at the beach. A similarly enormous water elemental then rose up, then after a while they both disappeared into their respective elements. A group of adventurers were on the scene, and were heard to speculate that some unnatural phenomenon might be affecting both creatures at the sea floor.

<OOC> This is open for legwork. Inquire with Whirlpool. Players involved can share details: Mikilos, Durrankar, Malorn, Viranchi, and Elian.

Thanks, Whirl, for keeping things interesting.

Mud

A year ago...we saw an elemantal come to us. It spoke of pain and went silent. Although other shamans have come forward, and investigated to our shame none of us were able to understand.

Today...today we gained in understanding. At the mountains, I asked the spirits to gift my tongue, and called upon the elemental's own language. It rumbled to us, Mage Mikilos and myself, about the world shattering, and told us that things were unstable, underneath.

The more it talked, the more it moved towards the water. I saw it meet another there, a spirit of water. They stared at each other, not moving for a while, just staring, territorial, and then left...earth to earth...water to water...

...I do not know what it means. I ask shamans, shamans of scale and those without, to gather and share wisdom. We must understand.

Letter given to the Green of Alexandria, from Durrankar of the shaman caste, in service to the Empress of my people.

Gilday, Callem 23, 1019

A Ship Afire!

A ship spontaneously combust in the Northern Tornmawr late last evening. The combustion was said to be caused by demons and proceeded more quickly than any natural flame. One survivor is reported, and investigations are underway. In the meantime, we at the Tribune are pleased to announce a more detailed (if fanciful) account of the event by the returning CRIMSON PEN!!!

Excerpt from: "Merwin the Brave and Bold!" By the CRIMSON PEN

"...my hero," the sailor quavered, as he looked deeply into Merewin's eyes. He grimaced, ruggedly. Though his wounds were grave, his stubble was as yet, perfect.

"I'll never let you go," whispered Merewin, the daring, dashing swashbuckler who'd rescued him and dragged him ashore.

"You saved me from the flames. I saw hell...and now...I behold heaven!"

"Of course," demurred Merewin. "My hair is perfect. What sailor could resist?"

Current editions of are being sold on the streets of Alexandria! More (actual reporting) on the story as it develops!


OOC: This is in response to an impromptu scene ongrid involving Terewin, Aznara, and Galidor. Contact them for IC details! It ties into a greater arc by WHIRLPOOPIN'!

Tariday, Callem 15, 1019

Odd Dreams

A great many people have been experiencing odd dreams as of late about dolls, puppets, and a young girl. They say she's asking them questions about city life, believe it or not, to which they feel oddly compelled to answer.

In any case, enough people have had similar dreams that the Elunans are investigating.

Tariday, Callem 15, 1019

Plant Monsters Bedevil the Nobles

For the last two weeks, despite the best efforts of the guards to keep it quiet, several plant monsters have been bedeviling the upper trades The attacks are believed to be connected and orchestrated by someone with an axe to grind. Perhaps a mad gardener upset at puns about his trade? Who can say?

In any case, the guards are suggesting cautiou and any suspect plant growths should be reported to the Watch until the situation is resolved.


Korday, Callem 10, 1019

Foul Games!

It's that time of year again! And by that time, we mean the time every other year in which creators from around

Alexandria come together for the bi-annual festival and or gathering to support the rightfully unsanctioned sports and other recreational events of the greater Alexandria area (FAOGTSTRUSAOREOTGAA). This will be the 16th FAOGTSTRUSAOREOTGAA, and we believe it will be the best yet. Though details are light, rumor is that the Hedge Hogger's league will be making a reappearance, as will Bugbear Edd's Tasty Taco Cart. If you've never attended this festival, consider purchasing a ticket. The venue will be small, so stay ahead of the crowd. Tickets can be bought at the Tribune station, or, alternatively, you can enter our raffle to win two VIP passes and ten free tacos from Edd's cart! It promises to be an exciting event, and we hope to meet all of you there!

(OOC: IC advertising for an upcoming PRP. Page Garrahk if interested in the raffle.)

Gilday, Callem 09, 1019

River Stew-ards

"We must be better stewards." That was the message from the Green sent to the City Council this week. The item of discussion was the Tornmawr River and bay area. The Tornmawr River is a major trade channel for Alexandros, as well as neighboring countries and city-states.

As such, it can get clogged with traffic and trade debris. This is most evident within the city of Alexandria, itself.

The Green has increased its presence locally near the River, and is encouraging the City to address pollution issues. Rumors have it that they may also seek an updated alliance with the local otyugh population, which would be one of the more efficient ways to address the issue.

OOC: The river is a major tradeway for Alexandros and much of the surrounding contintent. This is an invitation to RP river cleanup to help the issue. Expect to see druids in the area, as well as otyughs.

Tariday, Callem 01, 1019

New KDC Membership Benefits Alexan

The Guild announced an agreement with local merchants, to provide the Kidnapped Damsel Card.

"It's quite simple, you know. Every time you get kidnapped, you get punches in this card, here. Then, you get bonuses at participating local restaurants and businesses!" explained one of the spokespersons for the Adventurer's Guild.

The Kidnapped Damsel Card was apparently inspired by Myrana Jn'Rajh Arwenieniallwehn. It depicts Lady Sandiel in knight's armor, swooping in to rescue her.

Eliday, Aestry 30, 1019

Marsh Madness

Sources say that a goblinoid village in the swamplands of Alexandria's Heartlands has been experiencing unusual problems. Goblintown has become flooded with 'refugees' from the village, citing conflict and a bad crop season. Previously, the small village had been entirely unremarkable, a peaceful community with next to no effect on local events or economy. Now the refugees, who are buying up all the rations and gear all over Alexandria, 'in case bad stuff goes down', are claiming that the goblinoid town is mired in death and turmoil and some sort of civil war.

More disturbing, is the stories that the refugees tell of dead bodies rising up out of the marsh, and mutated strange animals and aberrations coming from deeper in the swampland. The tales describe waves of the creatures, every few days, and more each time, as if some cyclical event is creating them and sending them out scouring the area. But for what?

A hue and cry has begun for the Hunters of the Dead, or any other local adventurers willing to investigate the situation, to head out into the marshlands and try to discover the source of the evil!

(OOC: Rumor/Groundwork for a plot, which will be run in a week or two. A variety of plot 'forks' are possible depending on the legwork/preparation that PC's want to go through. Contact Caine for more details if interested!)

Eliday, Aestry 23, 1019

Garrahk, of the Mountains

Rumor spreads about a rather odd young Oruch who has began popping up here and there around the city. Though he caries a great blade, and has the scars of a warrior, he seems less prone to fights than most of his kind. In fact, some of the local children have began to say that if you catch him fishing on the banks of the Tornmawr, he will tell you a story from the northlands! All about barbarians, and hunting, and princesses.

Variday, Aestry 17, 1019

Ships Vanish!

Spice merchants report ships vanishing when sailing through the Sea of Shattered Swords. These ships bear goods from Veyshan as well as the Islands of Jade, and the value they represent is not insignificant.

So far, they have filed an investigation, though no word is forthcoming. At this time, no pirates have claimed responsibility.

OOC: Congrats Kravar! Your submission was randomly selected, and I'll be running a kaiju story based on it within the next few weeks. This will be a little slow moving due to some rl-foo, bit I am hoping it will be fun. :3

- Lahar

Kesenday, Aestry 14, 1019

New Chord

Rumor is that a new Chord of Vardama (and can we ever trust those Vardamen types after, well you know, the troubles) has arrived and begun making themselves at home in the Temple, finding people to report to, doing guard shifts, joining in the chants. A wolfish looking older fellow, he's obviously seem some action or had a hard life up to this point. He clearly leans towards the more martial side of things, often when he is seen strolling through town he's openly armed with simple daggers and shruiken.

Perhaps even more interesting, is that there are rumors (though this may only be anti-Vardamen sentiment bubbling through) that he fairly closely resembles sketches of a human wanted for various assassinations in other nearby regions. . . .

Caine is a Lvl 2 Monk with a checkered past, a bit too much knowledge of the criminal underworld, and dedicated to the Temple of Vardama. He's fairly easy-going, even if he is a bit tactless, and interested in getting involved around town in efforts rebuilding the Temple or maybe getting hired to come along on some adventures as extra muscle!

Variday, Hattanan 22, 1019

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OOC: We'll be publishing parts of an ongoing Serial Mystery! for the next few weeks! You are welcome to contribute, or to use it in your stories and RP!! Think of it as a radio serial, but done via Mysterious Envelopes, filled with theatrical, illusion magic.

Variday, Hattanan 22, 1019

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Kirday, Hattanan 18, 1019

Sandiel's Generosity Saves an Aleh

The Empty Flagon became the Endless Flagon this last week, thanks to a kind donation of ale and beer from Lady Sandiel. Smiling, and bowing behind her kerchief, Lady Sandiel blushingly presented the drinks to the owner of the Endless Flagon.

"We were ...sur--grateful for her generosity!" chuffed the owner, Bobbins.

"And the kisses she gave everyone later were just darling," he added, with a modest blush. "It was generous enough that we felt we were no longer the Empty Flagon, but the Endless Flagon!"

These events would occur only days before the Empty Flagon erupted into a fountain of rum, which many attribute to some meddling adventurers...or a leftover blessing from Lady Sandiel. In response to the patronage and the unexpected fountain, some have taken to honoring with the title: "Her Ladyship of Rum," or "Her Rummy Ladyship."

Eliday, Hattanan 07, 1019

Poetic Shadows

Shadows mysteriously retreated this Ceriday and continued to be absent into late night. Its cause is uncertain, and has been attributed to a variety of sources--including the bright, burning of fires in celebration of the God of Inspiration. Weather changes for example, though others list religious ones.

In response however, the Tribune reports a great(er) outpouring of poems from various, mul poets within Alexandria. Such poems are a longstanding tradition of the race; it is only of late that they have received prominence. Below, we have published a few samples provided to us.


"Growth from Glass"

I drown in darkness
The darkness of despair
I suffocate in lies
The truth I cannot hear
I yearned once for sunlight
But that it betrayed
Truths no more
Light ravages my soul
Hear the tear drops
As they fall from my eyes
The hidden secrets
And stolen lies
Down dwell deep
Where the truth shall rest
Germinating, growing
Until we slaughter the rest


"Heart's Blood Staggers"

<this poem consisted of a paper covered in red dye; it is scrawled as to be mostly unlegible and with the words 'suffering' written alongside the margins>


Ceriday, Bernfleur 29, 1019

Grisht Letters Uncovered

We at the Tribune have been receipt of a remarkable set of letters--remarkable! How they were delivered, their mysterious source, remains unknown. They arrived to us recently through means of a courier, its only mark a setting sun. We have spent the previous week verifying their authenticity, as much as possible.

Though private, we believe these may offer a "last look" into the life of one of Alexandria's fallen heroes, and perhaps the end of an unsettling mystery that has bedeviled family and friends alike.

We therefore publish them in their entirety.


Dear Grisht,

I'm so glad you wrote me. There have been so many things said of the District of late. They talk up the fights as--well, I am sure you know. They've painted your opponent as a dangerous, half-maddened troll. And here you are sending me letters of sitting down for a drink!

How much can a troll drink, I wonder? Or is he a troll at all? Oh, it's all a mystery to me--you and your world. It's like peeking into a fairytale sometimes, one I'm just beginning to learn about. ...though I admit sometimes to being a little afraid of it. Were you not at its center, so strong and so steady, I would be frightened, indeed.

I know you tell me not to worry, but you know I will.

Missing you.


Dear Grisht,

It was good to read your letter. We shared it over the table, mum and I. We're making a lamb for tomorrow night--won't that be wonderful! We both look forward to your stories, as always. You lend them a warmth we just don't see in the papers.

I'm not supposed to tell you this, but we watched the match from the stands. I suppose your opponent wasn't a half-troll, but he sure was frightening, as he swing his axe. Never fear that I missed my studies to do it; well. I suppose you should, but we all take a little risk now and then, I suppose.


Dear Grisht,

I was so glad to see you at dinner the other day. We didn't get the time we wanted--but that's always true, isn't it? Between your practice and my studies...but, you'll be that carpenter one day, and ...well, I've a few more years, until we get there.

I'll see what I can find about that ring of yours. If you won it from a nobleman, well--that could be a story, couldn't it! It's gorgeous, in its own way. Gaudy, a bit--but considering its origins, I guess I shouldn't be surprised. Either way, I'm excited.

...please stay safe. I know it's all show, but. ...well, you know I always worry, but I'm always so glad to see you, too.


Dear Grisht,

I found something on that ring of yours. From what I can tell, it's tied to the Temple of Althea. ...well, not directly to them, but it carries their magic. It was made years ago, for a young nobleman, then passed on to his daughter, and then to her son. The original noble was Fifshen, and he was of Alexandria. He...his house died with the passing of his granddaughter.

According to my notes, it possessed a strong curative effect.

Grisht, are you in trouble?


Regretfully, the letters end here. Grisht's letters--to whomever they may have been--we may never know. As to a "mysterious ring," it remains a mystery to us! If you have any information on this object, please supply it to the Tribune.

As you know, Grisht's death was eventually ruled a murder, by causes unknown. Any information may help both his family, and fans.


The Tribune Staff

Tariday, Bernfleur 25, 1019

Rainbows Brew Vandalism

Stoneworks' Calzones reported vandalism this past Gilday. "Someone came in here, and put food colorin' in all our drinks," reported Embma Shaletracker, co-owner with her husband, Jaruda. "When we served them, there were these rainbows and sparkles, and imaginary horns stickin' out on top."

"They looked like liquified unicorn in a cup," replied Jaruda, wryly. "Not that...we'd ever serve such a thing."

The "unicornification" seems, after investigation, to be a harmless prank. In response, Embma and Jaruda have declared a "week-long happy hour" in which visitors may enjoy ales and beers (if a little more colorful than usual) at 1/2 price.

"Help us clear out tha inventory!" Jaruda declared!

Tariday, Bernfleur 25, 1019

Murder at Dawn

Officials report the death of a llyranesi wizard, nearby Sage Orum's. Locals are encouraged to be careful within this district for the next few days, as the cause of death is investigated.

Tariday, Bernfleur 25, 1019

Visiting Poet Strikes a Prose!

"Vengeful Sorrows Within"

What have you done to me? A haze of betrayal, as perceptions crawl...
Once we drank of paradise, glad-hearted within Darkness
And wide-eyed, but your thirst soured into a vengeful morass of
Blood and tears
Follow hate, follow blood, love ground to dust
In a torrent of vengeance, I condemn you!

...such are the words of Elviran, visiting and sponsored Council Poet! Known among the Caverns for her powerful verse and heart-felt, savage prose upon the stage, the poet Elviran represents a rarity among mul'niessa. That is, she has been sponsored by the Council to "share the as-yet unknown beauty of the mul, and the strength the pain of their noble sacrifice and ascension represents." The above is a translation from Undercommon, whereupon the words are harsher, and considered to have that essential "burrsome, yet vengeful snarl" associated with such emotions.

The above poem is said to reference ties between two mul, one of whom turned from the One True Darkness (aka, Taara).

Elviran has not stated the length of her visit, only that she intends to enjoy the Alexandrian theatre and it's "more relaxed approach, so alien to the joyful, fulfilling rigours of mul society."

Eliday, Bernfleur 23, 1019

Body Missing

Officials are still investigating the dissapearance of a corpse associated with a recent discovery (and investigation) of a Mage's Prison.

Mage's Prisons are so-called because of their usage to bind extraplanar beings and unwholesome experiments, the existence of such prisons outside of official sanction (for enforcement purposes) has been under close scrutiny of local governments for years. Rune had officially looked down on the practice, though less scrupulous mages were known to practice in secret. With Rune's dissolution, it has fallen to local governments to decide on enforcement.

Investigations are still underway.

Bernfleur 18, 1019

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Attack in Nobles' District!

A building in the noble district belonging to the prominent Telenil family, distant relatives of head of the city council Rawyn Telenil, imploded.

City officials have been somewhat circumspect on the cause of the collapse but several notable adventurers were said to be on scene and some speculate that they are likely to blame. Others say a group of children stumbled upon a dangerous magical artifact which has now been contained by the Aquisitioners, the Elunan sect, some of whom were said to've been spotted on the site after the implosion.

Rawyn Telenil issued a statement indicating her continuing support of the Guild of Explorers and its membership in solving problems too dangerous and difficult for the common man. The loss of a family property is 'small, compared to the dangers that were faced'.


Soldiers' Defense News

The Soldier's Defense Hospital was evacuated in the wake of some kind of poison gas attack. Several golems and hardy adventurers were called to clear the place out and it seems to be that foul and fallen individuals deliberately let loose the gas in an attempt to rob the tithings vault. They were swiftly defeated and none survived and no doubt Althea will ensure they receive their just rewards.

The Watch Constables of Alexandria are asking all citizens to keep an eye out for a five foot eleven, slender and dark haired man who has gone by the name of 'Argus'. He has a dinstinctive scar on his right hand running from his pointer finger to his wrist.

The Hearthguards' extend their thanks to those who assisted.

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Ceriday, Bernfleur 08, 1019

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Veshanti Delegation Attacked

An explosion occured in Upper Alexandria, near the Veyshanti Embassy. While the cause of the explosion is unknown, it does seem to have upset Merchant Tangisir, the bronze dragon who has family both in Alexandria and Veyshan and unofficial member of the Veyshanti delegation.

"It is unacceptable," he's quoted as saying. Master Tangisir suggests his warehouses had recently been set pon by thieves, but expressed confidence that Alexandrian authorities would look into the matter.

No deaths were reported as a result of the blast.

Editor's Note: We've reported previously on Merchant Tangisir, in the following editions:


OOC: This ties into the Grisht series of plots, run by Lahar.


Mage's Prison Presumptiously Uncovered!

Officials in Alexandrian uncovered a Mage's Prison. Uncovered in the northern wilderness, it is suspected the prison was used on Fel residents. Although some speculate its usage may have been recovery-based, a brief investigation into the area confirms this was not the case. "Runes along the walls, scratch marks from multiple escape attempts. In a legal prison, the wards merely block a dangerous and convicted creature from leaving, there's documentation, that sort of thing. Here, the prison was kept in secret, and the wards were set to rend on attempt of exit," a spokesperson from the Arcanists said.

Mage's Prisons are so-called because of their usage to bind extraplanar beings and unwholesome experiments, the existence of such prisons outside of official sanction (for enforcement purposes) has been under close scrutiny of local governments for years. Rune had officially looked down on the practice, though less scrupulous mages were known to practice in secret. With Rune's dissolution, it has fallen to local governments to decide on enforcement.

Local Watch constabulary suggest the Prison has been "eradicated and nullified," thanks to the heroic actions of local adventurers.

IMAGE: An image is included of all adventurers, complete with flying capes. A crook'd wizard in a goatee is seen running away, shaking his fist and yelling, 'Curses!'

OOC: This ties into the Grisht series of plots, run by Lahar.


Ghost Spooks Celebrants at vonIronBrew's!

During the celebration at the loss of a great warrior, Grisht the Half-oruch. Many stories were told about his great standings in the arena and some of his past deeds, such as the alleged child that he sired with a Princess from another land. However, the tale on everyone's lips about this event had to be how the celebration was shaken by the appearance of a ghost who marked a few of the revellers as they fought over a mysterious bracelet that disrupted the celebration.

The glowing figure appeared moments after a bracelet fell to the floor, seeming to summon the glowing figure. Perhaps this is the spirit of the late Grisht, trying to reclaim something important to him? Either way, the figure faded before leaving its mark o a number of those who were fighting over the bracelet. Anyone with further information on this story is asked to contact the Tribune.

OOC: By Chezni! This ties into the Grisht series of plots, run by Lahar.


Explosions Light Up the Sky in Noble District

A pillar of light shot into the sky, followed by a building imploding today in the Noble District.

Guards promptly sealed off the area and spoke to several adventurers who were on hand. Because of course they were.

OOC: This refers to a plot run by Whirlpool! Contact Kira, Fazahd, Elisabeth, Stjepan, Terewin and Astaren for details!

Fashion and Culture

Gladiatorial Celebrations

Alexandria's own gladiator, Grisht, will be celebrated at vonIronBrew's this Kesenday. Noted for his strength as well as jovaility, Gresht will be sorely missed by locals and businesses alike, who often liked to wager on his matches.

Local fan 'Caps' had this to say: "I saw his match against Gresher the Thresher! It was really cool! He swung his axe, and Gresher yelled. He had a mountain on his ax." Caps is 10 years old, and attends matches with his mother.

Although recent sspicions of poisoning have raised concerns among the local gladiator community, well-wishers say they don't intend to let that sully his memory at the celebrations. Reports fan Gildain Troughrough, "There was a Grisht in all of us. He tried hard, and he wasn't the best--but he was damn good. That's worth drinkin' to."

Editor's Note: See our follow-up coverage of this event in the Front Page.

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An Invitation to the Crimsons Pen!

Mikilostravia Abrioudelanarchie Mithralla, Lord of Estranillia, Archmage of the Sixth, extends a formal invatation to the ladies of the Crimson Pen, to Mithralla Manor for tea and conversation. Arrangement information can be obtained via the Tribune offices, or directly by Mithralla Manor. The magus suggests Ambassador Abrahil Brindelgear as chaperone.



Korday, Eatonis 16, 1019

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Something Wicked

There have been rumours floating about the grand city about the shadows that are cast by Desolation are... moving. Most insist this is merely speculation on the part of some of the more wary, though some might say 'paranoid', denizens of this great nation.

Recently, a team was dispatched into the distant range between Alexandros and Desolation in order to research these claims, though their investigations proved only to bring about more questions from a curious and, yes, frightened populace. Though they have admitted that there was activity involving the undead out there in the cold and unwelcome reaches, there is still much to be discovered about whether or not this threat has anything to do with the apparently 'moving' gloom cast beneath the prison state's ever-watchful presence, or is simply nothing more than an unfortunate event that just so happened to be in the area in which they arrived.

If you ask the guard, as I have, they would tell you: 'It's nothing more than a routine response to reports from someone that's obviously gotten into the drink. Desolation is a fine and stable bastion against lawlessness Ea over, and we owe it to the Keepers of that place to at least assume they'd know if something were brewing under their noses. Look, I'll tell you what I told my toddler. Nothing's wrong. The shadow's the same as it always has been. The sun still rises every morning. That enough?'

Some people are still skeptical, but this is one citizen that's convinced.

OOC: This relates to an amazing plot run by YOKAI! Contact them for details.

Pembroke Springsworth Lets the Dogs Run at Khazadi Fest

Pembroke Springsworth, gnomish woodscrafter, never thought to achieve fame in the world of war dogs. "I just set out to make the best companion possible!" he said. From his Inspiration, the world now has Dire Corgis.

The corgis arrived in Alexandria for the first time, just days ago. Inspired or perhaps emboldened by the Beer Fest, Pembroke decided to show off his invention. His very fluffy, adorable invention.

Of course, in true gnomish fashion, no good invention is without mischief. A group of children acquired corgis with odd, elemental powers, and mischief was had.

OOC: Dire Corgis are now available ingame, thanks to gnomish obsession with making things better and in this case, fluffier. You may request this change from staff. Also, our Animal Companion code still doesn't auto-level in chargen. So, you'll need to ping staff when you level, anyhow. We're able to do it from our end; the advance code is just kerflundling.

Stats available here: http://www.tenebraemush.net/index.php/Dire_Corgi

OOC2: A big thanks to ASTAREN for featuring the dire corgis in plot! You can read the mischief, here: http://tenebraemush.net/index.php/Search_and_Rescue

Murdered Wizard to Seek Damage Against Apprentices; Third Still on the Loose

As reported in: "No Magic Clues Found in Murder of Wizard," in our Kesenday, Vhast 20 edition, the wizard Maraxos continues to have trouble with his apprentices. The three apprentices left him for dead, only to have Maraxos return to life later as an arcane duplicate.

Two apprentices have been arrested so far. The second apprentice, Tergip the Bloody Lip, attempted the summon of numerous elementals in order to bind them to himself as a source of power. He was prevented in his task by agents from the Adventurer's Guild, though is expected to recover. Manxoff will be seeking ajudication from the Parliament of Magi in punishing his wayward apprentices and a trial is set to begin once all three have been located. Only one remains on the loose, Grinto Bloody-Maw. Enclosed is an artist's render of this individual. If encountered report to the Watch immediately.

OOC: This relates to a story arc by the amazing WHIRLPOOL. Contact him for questions!


Owlbear Sightings--be Wise when Venturing into the Forests this Week

The Tribune has received claims from Wilderness Pointe of owlbear sightings, and sent this reporter to investigate. A survey of those at the Wayfarer's Inn resulted as, one local lumberjack reported, overhearing the distinctive hoot-growl of an unknown number of the beasts near a foresting site. Based on this information, an expedition was sent to find the creatures.

The ranger Ga'Elian happened to be in the pub that same evening, and was able to give a description of the owlbear. He described how that the tracks and other observable signs of owlbears are nearly indistinguishable from those of ordinary bears, in appearance. However, an expert tracker can tell the difference by the depth of the impressions of the forepaw prints versus those of the hindpaw prints, and by the length of the owlbear's gait. In addition, while bears do break branches as they move through the trees, owlbears often leave feathers behind where they push through. Finally, the diet and resulting fewmets of owlbears are somewhat different from those of ordinary bears. For example, owlbears don't seem to feed on honey as much as ordinary bears do. Hunter Ga'Elian did say that he has found owlbears here and there in the woods between Wilderness Pointe and Mictlan, but not anywhere that civilized folk would ordinarily encounter them.

In response to the increased sightings, villagers in Wilderness Pointe have laid up weapons to fend off a potential incursion by the creature. Children are being kept under close supervision at the edges of the village. The innkeeper has volunteered to collect the reports of any who might encounter signs of the beasts too near their community, and the tension among the locals is noticeable. This reporter notes, however, that the country folk of this village are often held to be a touch on the paranoid or trigger-happy side by authorities in Alexandria. Furthermore, Ga'Elian said that the Ygdrassil Union does maintain a vigil in these forests and solves potential problems far more often than the villagers are ever aware of, through methods that city dwellers would rarely expect.

Fashion and Culture
Muscle is out! Slender is in!

Trends in Alexandros come and go with the season, but this season is straight from Llyranost! The Pen's latest work draws on trends; it does not reinvent them. Tall and slender is in, with long flaxen hair. Some nobles are getting ear extensions, to make theirs longer. Togas also, are in style in every variety.

What a season!

OOC: This is all your fault. Everyone's. - Tenebrae Staff

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Great Paladin Advice Column

While there is no column this week, certain Demon Lords have been filing a higher number than average of claims for health insurance in Taaran temples.


Korday, Eatonis 02, 1019

Alexandrian Tribune

Front Page

Grave-Robbing Artificer Builds Concern

The Vardaman temple has expressed concern publicly over the recent grave robberies that've plagued the local cemetaries lately.

Apparently there were advances made in locating the culprit of this unforgivable defilement of these sacred lands, but when attempts were made to apprehend this heinous individual, resistance was offered in the way of constructs made from what is presumed to be not only the treasured items of the dearly departed, but the departed themselves, turning them into horrific beasts with the ability to still the body and kill the mind. In the fray, the culprit, a goblin survivors name as one 'Gragle', last seen wearing a black wizard's hat, and a ratty robe to match, fled the grasps of justice. It is believed that he will offend again.

The Temple asks that the public report any information they might have regarding this most unfortunate of events, appealing to the kindness of others with the rising slogan seeming to be: "What if it was your family?"

What, indeed?

OOC: This relates to a plot run by the amazing YOKAI! Contact her for details!!


Local Hero Felled

Grisht, a local favorite among Order Paramount battles, was set to fight another well-known and loved competitor in the ring last Kesenday. Instead, Grisht was found by his assistant in one of the preparation rooms. A Mourner confirmed the death just hours later, although preservation was not able to take place until some time after, due to the nature of the incident.

A celebration of Grisht'd life and times is scheduled at vonIronBrew's this coming week. The nature of his death is still under investigation.

OOC: This has become a full-scene, and will be story and legwork focused. I'll be running the brewery scene later next week, as my schedule shakes out. Folks already investigating have priority, ofc! - Lahar


Spiders Attack While Lurking from Alleyways

Late in the morning of Pryntar 27, the Lower Market District was shocked by the sound of a blood-curdling scream from one of its alleys. Witnesses say that two adventurers responded even as shoppers gathered to watch--from a safe distance.

The scream came from Lara Tess, a half-Sildanyari local resident who had been heading into the alley to collect laundry that she had hung to dry. Ms. Tess was both startled and terrified by a trio of giant spiders who had built a web between the shop building she lives in and the next one over.

The Tribune learned that the adventurers who responded were the Sunblade Lysa Hrolfdottr, and the ranger Ga'Elian "Ettin-slayer". Witnesses say that the Sunblade's first action was to pull Ms. Tess out of harm's way, before slicing one of the monsters clean in half with her noble sword. Ga'Elian fired volleys of arrows at both of the other spiders, dropping them quickly. Watch spokesman Titus Cooper reported that the adventurers promptly reported the situation, including what appeared to be an opening into the sewers where the spiders seem to have come from. Measures were taken without delay to stop the opening and clear away the spider mess. Watchman Cooper expressed thanks to the adventurers and appreciation to the Adventurer's Guild for the services they regularly provide to the residents of Alexandria.

OOC: The foregoing was based upon a spontaneous scene RP'd on grid! The log is at http://tenebraemush.net/index.php/Scream_from_the_Alley

Fashion and Culture

Crimson Cookoff!

In response to our EMERGENCY EDITION, you've sent in your votes! ...and delicious recipes! The Crimson Pen--or is it Pens--are thrilled, and assure us that a draft is already underway. Still, it could go either direction, couldn't it?

- The Tribune


Preparation of Sky Eel

Sent in on behalf of favoring Magelos Jithralla

For those unfamilar, Sky Eel are a common creature from the elemental plane of water, named for their vibrant sky blue color. Easily aquired from a range of arcane sources, many believe this delicacy to be ficticious, or even poisonous; simple misunderstandings from improper preperation.

Sky Eel should be prepared fresh, and the meat spoils rapidly when exposed to air or direct sunlight. The eel can be prepared like any aquatic animal, removing the head, skin, bones, and internal organs, leaving a rubber flesh of sky blue. A this point the flesh is indeed toxic, and should not be consumed. A white or grey flesh has spoiled, and should be discarded. By rubbing the meat with common sea salt, the texture should harden, and the color deeper to a rich navy blue. Simple shake off the excess salt. Any earth based material, such as common dirt, can have a similar effect, but sea salt best preserves the flavor.

Once the meat has been prepared, it can be cooked similar to other fish. This author recommends a light coating of basil and lemon juice before frying in olive oil. A properly cooked Sky Eel will take on bright green highlights, and the meat flake easily. Serve with white wine and asparagus.


Chicken and Rice

Sent in on behalf of Mereth

You will need bacon, 2 cups uncooked white rice, two pound chicken leg quarters, can of cream of mushroom soup, seasonings. Place a layer of fatty bacon along the bottom of a 9x13 cake pan. Pour even layer of 2 cups uncooked white rice. Lay chicken over top of rice, pour cream of mushroom soup over entire pan. Sprinkle with black pepper and oregano. Over with foil, bake at 325F for 30 minutes. Uncover, bake additional 15 minutes. Serve hot.

Pheasant or turkey can easily replace chicken, other cream soups can replace Cream of Mushroom. Common troubles are dry chicken. Make sure to leave skin on, and uncooked rice, which may need additional hydration. Experiment to suit personal tastes.


Delicious Summer Strawberries

On behalf of Magelos Jithralla

As the summer heats up, so can you with simply sensual sliced summer starberries. Begin with stawberries, plucked in the burning heat of a summer sun, sweat glistening. Soak in wet, dripping, water to wash away those impure thoughts. Chill in a private cellar, in the dark, pressed close, hidden from the world above.

With a sharp knife, slice lengthways, revealing the tender flesh within. But be careful, or you might get hurt. Spread the pieces out on a plate, exposed, unashamed, a feast for the eyes and sences. Drizzle with warm, dark chocolate, and rich golden honey, the two mixing, swirling, becomming as one. Consume slowly by candel light, savoring every piece, as the favors explode across your tongue.

Serves two, or more, if you dare.


Sandy Soother

On behalf of Magelos Jithralla

Pie for Pacifying Irate Sandys:

Take one (1) quantity of sweet pastry, and one (1) bottle of High Density Alcoholic Beverage, and roll the pastry out to form a casing for a good-sized deep dish pie pan.

Take a large swig of alcohol. Taste pastry. Toss the entire casing out as a bad job as it's not sweet enough. Take enough alcohol to bring the bottle downto half.

Take three (3) cups sugar, twelve (12) eggs, separate the whites from the yolks, and beat the sugar together with the egg whites until they form soft peaks - but that takes too long so just empty 1/4 of the alcohol into the mixture and give it a sloppy stir. Hoick the whole pie case into a heated oven and bake on the highest possible heat.

Finish the rest of the alcohol in the bottle, take another bottle of same, and finish that too.

By the time the world stops spinning around, the pie ought to be ready, and slightly burnt on the top, which only adds to the flavour. That is, if it hasn't caught fire first. If it has, put out the fire with a swipe of a damp cloth, scrape off the burnt bits, and mix more alcohol with the contents, by which time one can either consume, or imbibe, the resultant mixture. Which ought to then put any irate Sandys to sleep.


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Where in Ea is Severson Sparkthistle?

Our regular, 'Gnomish Traveller' column is replaced by an emergency. Gearbear's cousin Severson has been kidnapped and is being taken across Ea! With your help, the search is underway! Please help us identify the locations in the sketches!

Send your responses to: +request/trib Severson=Your guess!

The Latest Evidence

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How to Identify Severson v. Gearbear

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Variday, Pryntar 20, 1019

ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE

Front Page

Dark Pathways Ahead

Adventurers were dispatched this evening last in response to a cry for help so uncommon that many had at first thought it a hoax; the Lunar Grove, a local druid circle known for their insular and reclusive ways, requested the city's aid in the shadow of heavy losses suffered in the previous months, claiming an inability to properly uphold a natural balance in the outreaching Westwood Copse on the very brink of their perview.

Lead by a scout from 'Dancing Shadows', the militant arm of the unusual grove used primarily for the culling of an overpopulace of predators, the group of wayward warriors encountered a cyclopian threat, complete with what reports have called a 'hunt-to-kill' trained pack of worgs, unindiginous to the area in question. According to the recollection of one such Adventurer, 'Observation: Attempted ambush. Resolution: Elimination. Summation: Mission successful.'

Heavy casualty was sustained by the party, but due to the bravery and will of those involved, it seems that the danger is, for the moment, quelled in the west. Merchants and travellers alike are still warned against the trails that extend through that distant territory without protection, but the way is open, and the possibilities are endless.

OOC: This refers to a prP run by the great Yokai! Contact her for details! Participants were Aodh, Zant, Ollithial, and Sasha!


Chimeria Brings Questions About Its Arrival

A caravan being escorted to the bank of Alexandria was interrupted by a hideous, monstrous Night Hag whom challenged the mercenaries guarding it for the rights to a particular gem in their care. Accepting her challenge (despite apparent rumors of flirations between her and one Aesir warrior), they defeated her pet Chimeras and were able to proceed to the bank and deposit the wealth of owner safely.

She left peacefully, after that, though whispers hint that a gem has gone missing from the bank.

OOC: This ties to a scene by Whirlpool! Contact him for details! Participants were: Alba, Mayahuel, Jokul, Durrankar!


Fashion and Culture

Brews Hopping in Alexandria!

Local brewers are showing their pride this week with new brews. Some are only available this week! Here is what you've had to say...

Lysa Hrolfdottr writes:

Worldgrog's World Grog: Rumlike drink with not just Earthy undertones, but tasted like Rum on the rocks... rocks as in stone and soil.
Blue Banner Ale: Quite good. More traditional ale flavor with the hint of something tangy and metallic. Iron? Bronze? Mithral? Hard to say!
Magmabreaker: Tried burning out my taste buds for good with this one. Lysa didn't even know what Magma was until it was too late. Afterwards, there was a lingering burn. Her review is: Tastes like FIRE.
Deepjaw Stout: Mostly because it was so much cooler than the Magmabreaker, the Stout had a -very- soothing and smooth taste to it. Like caramel though in liquid form and with less sugar. Tasted like it should have been thick... a beer milkshake? Hrmmm...
Strongarm IX: Strong enough to cross the eyes, a good bitter taste to it. Drink enough, and it will fool you into thinking you are far stronger than you really are. Well-named bew!


Thank you, Lysa! Keep sending in your reviews, and celebrating the Festival!

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Great Paladin Advice Column

The Great Paladin reports that Charn's weather is terrible this time of year, but then it is always terrible. Column returning as soon as she makes it back from her vacation! May the corpses of evil cleanse the earth before you, as a kindly, comforting carpet!


The Gnomish Traveler

Gearbear Sparkthistle is returning from Blar this week! Please send in your letters--where should he go, next??

OOC: Want to photobomb the gnome across Ea? Point your favorite image editor to: http://tenebraemush.net/index.php/File:Trib_gnometravel_heads.png


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Seeking Stories!

Want to spread RUMORS? SLANDAR? ...or just tell everyone about that awesome PrP you just ran, or roleplay you'd had? Send it to the Tribune! We give out bonus RPP for every article when we publish! (Publication cycle is every 2 weeks, earlier if we have enough articles.)

Tariday, Pryntar 07, 1019

ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE

Front Page

Conspiracy Uncovered

Sir Enworth Steadyhand, speaking for the Alexandros Ministry of Internal Affairs, told the Tribune, "On Tariday, Vhast 31st officials of Alexandria's Watch took into custody a Charneth national who styled herself Lady Jaquetta. This Jaquetta was arrested on charges of conspiracy to commit necromancy and (a badly attempted) conspiracy to overthrow the government of Alexandros. In addition, condemning evidence was sent to the royal government of Dun Mordren, as the evidence pointed to another conspirator allegedly being in Khazadi jurisdiction. The Ministry now possesses conclusive evidence of the conspiracy, including detailed plans, but for reasons of public security has decided to withhold further information from public dissemination, but does with to thank members of the Adventurer's Guild for their assistance.

The Tribune has learned that the evidence upon which the arrest warrant for Lady Jaquetta was issued ties back to the story we reported two issues ago, in which we told of a mysterious box that was delivered to Professor Argus Bumblebottom of the Artificers' Hall from a wreckage of a wagon in the mountains. When we asked Professor Bumblebottom to shed more light on Sir Enworth's statement, he replied, "The box was merely a secure container for the incriminating documents. Once I saw what was on those pages, I made all due haste to alert the authorities."

Lady Jaquetta's arrest took place at the suite she had been renting at the Fernwood Public House. When Watch officials arrived to execute the warrant, a further search was made of her rooms, in which was found a make-shift laboratory for the construction of a flesh golem, and a shrine to Thul. The Fernwood Pub's management told the Tribune that clean-up was already well underway, thanks to the generous assistance of volunteers from the Shovelers of St. Rarvin.

OOC: Contact Ga'Elian for rumors!


New Brews Bingo!

This Kegger Fest, be sure to hunt down these new, Khazad Duin-inspired brews in the city. Although nothing will be revealed until the holiday, we've received reports of the following new drinks to hit the streets, restaurants, and food carts of Alexandros:

  • Magmabreaker
  • Woldgrog's World Grog
  • Deepjaw Stout
  • Earthbrand Haleshaker
  • Limeg's Blue Banner Ale
  • Blue Gobber Bitters
  • Rosey-Nosey
  • Old Peculiar Cavern
  • Strongarm IX

To help you out, we've attached a "Keggerfest Bingo" to this edition. Be sure to cut out the card, and check off new drinks as you encounter, and try them! Festival goers who try every brew will win a unique prize from the Tribune!

OOC: Please send Lahar an @mail if you do this, or if you'd like to ensure you get an extra, bonus RPP with it, send in your review of the Kegger Fest brews to the Tribune!


Fashion and Culture

Toga-tastic Fashion Trends Sweeps Alexandria!

Following a sweeping fashion change among the Myrrish royal elite, shops in Alexandros are struggling to import togas. The Prestigious Moon received their first shipment this week. By all accounts, shop owner Lady Sandiel Jn'Rajh Arwenieniallwehn was ecstatic. Her wife stood by, weeping tears of joy at the fashion trend.

When asked about the new fashion, Lady Myrana Jn'Rajh Arwenieniallwehn replied: "Well I certainly did say they were the mode, didn't I? Hm? Oh, no, this isn't gin I'm pouring in my coffee, not at all."

The Tribune is pleased to report that all togas sold out within a short period--after a visit to the prestigious store later that evening, none were to be found!

OOC: This relates to the Fashion plot, run by Whirlpool! Contact him, or Abrahil, Ga'Elian, Kravar, Myrana, Selerik, Stirling, Verna, or Thyrson for details.


Kegger Fest for Foodies!

Although the focus of Kegger Fest has traditionally been on getting smashed, foodies in the city can expect a plethora of new offerings. The nod between Khazad Duin's and Alexandros' adventuring community is partially responsible, though it is also true that post-Shadows, khazadi culture has been becoming more influential world-wide.

This festival, look for as many as 24 new drinks this season, from established brewing-houses in Alexandros, as well as the explosion in the robust fare we've come to expect of khazadi cuisine. In Vadran, Stoneworks' Calzones appears to have gotten the jump on celebrations, but for foodies, don't expect that to be the end of the story.

This festival, expect to experience an explosion in the variety of mushroom-based brews. Rich, poingant and flavorful, these broews go well with any khazadi-inspired items you'll find on menus this week, and the Festival is an opportune time to try them. Popular sides include the crispy, yet rich breads farmed from the underearth's mossflower and litchensgra. With these dishes, expect a mushroom or lichen-derived oil, and rock salt, to be placed on the table.

Any new khazadi-inspired meat dishes are not to be missed this festival season. Freshwater mollusks, tusklizard tailchips, lichen salads, and tide-eel on mossflower biscuits represent just some of the variety to be had. Whatever the dish, expect to be served a good, strong drink alongside it, and a helping of their poignant but flavorful taevar sauce. Taevar is uniquely khazad. Made from an eyeless, underground fish, it is fermented through a special process to achieve its unique flavor, which some describe as possessing an initial bite--that explodes in a deep burst of flavor along the back of the tongue.

As a major sea port, Alexandros' seafood dishes pair well in general with Khazad Duin's taevar sauce. Even if you're avoiding the tide-eel, the sauce could be the one item to try this festival season.


Stoneworks' Announces New Mead!

Stoneworks' newest drink offering is a nod to Alexandria's heritage, with a khazadi flair. The crisp yet sweet, 'Northmountain Golden Apple' stands as the fourth drink to the sturdy menu. Its selection followed loud, thunderous debate, during which Embma and Jaruda Shaletracker had to call for order several times. Northmountain is produced by a connection to Lysa Hrolfdottr, of the northern mountain lands.

Present during the debate were the Shaletracker couple, Lysa, Astaren, Dubtle, Hildr, Khogh Dorahl, and numerous neighbors and extended family.

OOC: This connects to the recent Meetup! Log here: http://tenebraemush.net/index.php/Beer_Khazad_and_Calzones

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Great Paladin Advice Column

There is no Great Paladin this week, as the Great Paladin is visiting the Hells on a holiday, because somehow this is a good idea. We wish you well, Great Paladin!


The Gnomish Traveler

Gearbear Sparkthistle here, or "Bear" as I am known to friends and foe alike! I am a traveler and explorer of faraway places and unknown lands! Recently, I set my sights on BLAR!

What can I say of Blar, but that as I crested the hills, I understood immediately how Bludgun had named it the CRIMSON BASTION! Blar is certainly a display of arvek industriousness, and any war chief would think thrice and twenty times before attacking it! Yet, I Gearbear Sparkthistle descended the hill fearlessly!

Arvek organisation is such that the devastations of the Sendor War and following Taara's Tears seem only a memory--at least compared to the rest of the world. It's said they put this same strength to all of their endeavors! Hearing this of course I, Gearbear, saw it as a challenge! And opportunity, of course! What great traveler endures without mighty bunions? Could this finally be the place to ease them? I wondered but alas--I was never to find out. Read on, brave traveler!

Advek industriousness, as you tour the city, knows no limits and fewer bounds! The arvek have rebuilt not only homes, but streets and walls! From earlier accounts in the Tribune, we know of the devastation of not one, but two wars prior to the Tears: witnesses spoke of crumbled stone and blood-red walls. And yet...

...yet, today the city is a military marvel! With a few new quirks, I might add. Quite unexpectedly, the arvek are now experimenting with color! Why. ...quite a few colors, enough that I lost track of them all. Within the walls is an almost blinding array of them--though knowing the arvek, rainbows may well be a secret weapon!

Upon speaking to one of the guards (or a normal citizen, I couldn't tell exactly you know, what with the marching and saluting and all that!) I was assured that nothing in Blar is unuseful or frivolous! At this, the arvek have given me no reason to doubt them, though I do wonder at their naming conventions. While visiting I was led to "Thirstplace," which was of course, a place to wet your throat as well as "Bootsoff," which was a resting area for the military.

Hrmm. At this place, I was looking for easment of my bunions. I thought I had found it, when I approached an older gentleman, who seemed to know his way around. Yet...you see, there are no OLD arvek. Or if there are, they are such who have survived horrifying tales! Bedlam! And terror!

This ancient told me that yes, while I stood within the temple district--an area of great majesty, I might add! The temples were built on top of an ancient ziggurat! That, underneath area renamed "Don'tvisit" by locals, it's said to contain the corpse of a Child of Thul, as well as the entire stock of romance novels written by the former Crimson Hand cultists. They assure me the latter involved tales of Zombiesflutter, a Thulian-Taaran genre featuring muls and zombies, made originally as a cultish celebration of that unholy alliance.

Er. ...well! With that, I was forced to end my visit, and look forward to exploring many, many other places on Ea! Please do write to me at the Tribune!


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OOC: Want to photobomb the gnome across Ea? Point your favorite image editor to: http://tenebraemush.net/index.php/File:Trib_gnometravel_heads.png

Eliday, Vhast 29, 1019

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Chasm Opens Near Genrivia, Area Yet More Dangerous

A chasm opened in the Badlands area near Genrivia. Reports suggest that when it opened, the sky turned purple and began to shimmer.

The Guild dispatched adventurers to investigate. While the full results of the investigation are pending, the Guild was able to respond to our inquiries in a limited fashion. The area the chasm erupted in, according to the Guild, is now in ruins. The sky remains purple in color.

Rumors suggest the presence of Kulthian artificery, and statements from local government appear to support this conclusion. Rogan Gormander, an attache to the council of Alexandria, issued a statement that seemed to indicate that the military has sealed off the area after adventurers addressed the problem. He states: "We had a brief incursion of Kulthian artifice that activated from ambient mana. These things happen," he added.

The Exploratory Associates have urged caution in approaching the chasm. Spokesman Hurdrizh Silverarm, Forge of Reos, stated that: "The horror of the Kulthians remains in all minds. Because of that, we support investigations to identify the true cause of the disruption, and urge caution but not alarm. Although unlikely, if a Kulthian source is confirmed, we would of course cooperate to ensure its full removal, and the safety of Alexandros at large."

OOC: This relates to plots run by Whirlpool! Please contact him for rumors and legwork.


Doorbreaking Fans Kick On Through!

With the conclusion of the latest 'Doorbreaker Trials,' the Guild issued an announcement today suggesting that the Trials themselves may go back further than they'd been aware.

"We were aware of them competing once, in 1009, but recent documents suggest that they may go back 10, 20 years before that," Guildsofficer Korim Zathasdi said in a written statement. "Even more exciting, we may have found documents relating to this era, though there's nothing official we can reveal at this time."

In the meantime, the Doorbreaker Trials have inspired their own fandom. Khazad smiths, inspired by the strength and ingenuity displayed in the trials, have begun selling their own version of 'Doorbreaker Boots'. So far, boots with iron studding have proven most popular.

OOC: This relates to Selerik's Doorbreaker Trials!


Fashion and Culture

Results of Doorbreaker Trials In, Round One!

The Guild posted the winners of the recent Doorbreaker Trials to the Guild Hall this morning, to much fanfare. Each name included the number of trials that adventurer had completed. In order, the named were:

Alba <4>
Equipment Used: Adamantine Claw, Corset of the Vishkanya, Feather Fall hex, Creepy Hair Hex
Azog <2>
Equipment Used: Adamantine Earthbreaker
Boshter <4>
Equipment Used: None!
Elisabeth <8>
Equipment Used: Knife, Shatter Spell
Fazahd <2>
Equipment Used: Adamantine Bastard Sword
Ga'Elian <18>
Equipment Used: Ring of Feather Fall, Dagger, Glowing Rapier
Munch <5>
Equipment Used: Eyes of the Eagle, Feather Fall spell, Adamantine Greatclub
Zenia <9>
Equipment Used: Goblin Any Tool

OOC: This relates to Selerik's Doorbreaker Trials!

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Great Paladin Advice Column
Q: Great Paladin! Can arvek digest waffles, or are they too cursed to eat this naturally angelic foodstuff?
A: Perhaps this question should be put to a live experimentation. And I implore anyone who offers any arvek nar waffles, in the interest of scientific study, to be sure not to lace the waffles with sedatives. Or laxatives. Or arsenic.
I know some of you are considering it. And all I can say to that is, for shame. And make sure it doesn't trace back to me.
Q: Great Paladin, if beauty is in the eye of the Beholder, how many Beholders should I hunt to acquire it?
A: I wish I found it surprising that a hobgoblin finds beauty in a beholder. And I shouldn't judge. On the other hand, judging is what paladins do. Nevermind those upstart Inquisitors trespassing into portfolios they should keep themselves well clear of. So I will judge. Boshter, if you ever have any hope of rising above your shameful origins, I would suggest you stop holding monsters like beholders in such high regard.
Q: If a judge gives me an answer I don't like and I think it's evil, do I have permission to judge the judge?
A: Are you a paladin? Of course not. You are a hobgoblin. So no, you are in no position to judge. This grieves me, but such is life. As for weasels, yes. The little bastards are evil. Just think of their beady little eyes, so much like a hobgoblin. Or their slithery bodies, so much like a goblin. The way they live in holes in the ground, so much like gnomes.

GREAT PALADIN STANDARD DISCLAIMER -- I cannot be held accountable for anyone creatively interpreting my answers, nor reading such things in them that I clearly would not intend. Such as illegal activities. Or racism.

The Gnomish Traveler

Gearbear Sparkthistle here, or "Bear" as I am known to friends and foe alike! I am a traveler and explorer of faraway places and unknown lands! Recently, I received letters requesting I travel to BLAR! Look for my exploits in the next edition when we travel to a land both terrifying, and orderly!

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Personal and Editorials

Recruiting: Hands of Ithildin

In light of recent events, the Hands of Ithildin have stepped up recruiting efforts in Alexandria! They are known for their practical approach to the spread of medicine in poor communities. The Hands are a primarily female, and Althean, organization that is spread across the globe. Men serve in the Hand as well, though primarily as guards (though there are female guards, too).

OOC: Interested in joining some Ithildins for RP? Contact: Diemma (Iadoth), Mayahuel (Abrahil), or Bjoric (Sebropert)!

Org Page: Hands of Ithildin


Recruiting: Dorfs!

Do you dorf? Do you like to drink strong ale, admire your manly beard or womanly mane in the mirror for hours on end? Do you wear adamantine boots, or dream of owning them someday?

You're in luck!

Come down to STONEWORKS' CALZONES, the hottest, most awesome dorf hangout ongrid! We sing the dorf national anthem of GOLD GOLD GOLD! every hour on the hour, followed by a rousing ruckus of BEER BEER BEER!

Contact: Ilmig, Dubtle, Knogh Dural, Hildr, or Eberk (Jareth)!

Kesenday, Vhast 20, 1019

ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE

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Possible Peace Between Rune and Dranei?

Rumors from the north indicate that Rune and Dranish forces of the Iron Tide are nearing a settlement. Negotiations have been torturous, but there is a consistant drumbeat. Signs of good faith are beginning to emerge, such as prisoner exchanges and meetings in Dranei territories between veterans in an effort to dispel mutual distrust and hatred. These are probably not going well, all things considered, but thre IS an attempt.

OOC: This is related to the Dran and Rune arc, by Whirlpool


CRIMSON JUSTICE!

In an EMERGENCY EDITION, we reported the scandalous end to Alexandria's greatest 'Mystery of Mysteries,' a series wrought by the mysterious author, the Crimson Pen. Within their pages, we joined our beloved heroes, Jyrana, Mereth, and Dandy through their trials, tribulations and ultimately, Jyrana's great betrayal.

In response to this GRAVE INJUSTICE, Alexandrians picketed the Prestitious Moon. On the third day of protests, the Crimson Pen made her, or should we say their, appearance!

In response, Ladies Myrana and Sandy have issued a joint statement:

The Crimson Pen is an inaccurate butt. The consequences of his or her sloppy storytelling is apparently people getting hooked on the idea that there is some truth to the pernicious slander he is spreading. We would like to issue a statement indicating that there is no truth to the rampant speculation and we deny any connection to the characters in the Pen's stories. Also, he is a butt and will get his face stoved in shut up that's not that illegal yes it is that's how you get arrested nuh uh.

A full account of the event is included later in this edition.

Editor's Note: Crimson Justice!

OOC: This is related to the Crimson Pen series, by Lahar


Wagon Crash in Alexandria Due to Weather, One Dead

The City Watch recently issued a Travel Advisory warning of extreme ice hazards on the Mountain Road.

On Korday, Vhast 19, the body of an as-yet-unidentified Storm Dwarf teamster was delivered to Watch officials by the ranger Ga'Elian, who claimed to have discovered the body at the wreckage of a wagon on the side of a mountain northeast of the City.

Watch spokespan Sergeant Blackstone informed the Tribune that the ranger reported "the tracks indicated that the teamster must have lost control of the wagon on an icy cliff just before sunrise", and that the wagon was smashed on the mountainside below.

The City Coroner confirmed that the teamster died from severe impact trauma. The smashed wagon was marked in Khazadi runes with the name of the Redridge Freight Company, a well-known and respected carrier.

The only known cargo was an artifice box that is being analyzed as this edition goes to press, by Professor Argus Bumblebottom, Dean of Kulthian Studies at the Engineers Enclave. Asked about the current status of his analysis, Dean Bumblebottom would only say that the box was "a very significant find." At this time, the Tribune has yet to ascertain who sent the box or where it was to be delivered.

OOC: Submitted by Ga'Elian, contact him for rumors!


No Magic Clues Found in Murder of Wizard

A gnomish wizard by the name of Maraxos has been murdered. His clone--which is actually him--has been restored. Don't ask. Wizards have no sense of right and wrong, really. His three apperntices, a trio of half-oruchs, have apparently stolen a great deal of elemental power from his estate near the Mythwood. Anyone who sees the still-free Tergip the Bloody Lip and Grinto Bloody-Maw are to report to the Constabulary immediatley.

OOC: This is related to Loose Apprentices, by Whirlpool


Undead in Bludgun?

Reports from Bludgun indicate worrying movements on its border from masses of undead beyond their northern fortifications. The giant-lead nation is one of the first nations to sign with Alexandria to sign a treaty against Dragonier. The treaty aims to encircle Dragonier as part of a plan to retake the lost lands.

OOC: Contact Whirlpool for legwork


Mimic Mountain?

Unconfirmed reports of mimics in the Red Mountains have circulated within the Adventurer's Guild of late. Some adventuring groups report having seen them, while others suggest that the rumors are all hear-say. As of publication, the Guild was unable to provide an official report.

OOC: This is related to Mana Crystals, run by Astaren


Endangered Spider Farm...Endangered!

An unusual number of large spiders have been spotted near Balefire Silkworks Spider Farm in the Felwood. Silkworks is known as a "Freaky Magical Creatures (and spiders) Rehabilitation Center." Its manager, Witch Alba, was able to be reached for a statement:

"...it seems that a city of spiders within the Felwood saw my farm as new territory to control. They have been discouraged. The spiders I tend, they remain fat and happy, and thus it will continue. A thing I wish to be known; kind I was, to these invaders, though I did not need to be. Much kindness have I spent, and no more do I hold for those who would take what is mine by force."

Further reports are on hold, as everyone is terrified to go near the place.

OOC: This is related to The Spiders of Felwood, run by Astaren

Fashion and Culture

Hayatiento Aerie Opens in Redridge Mountains

With the assistance of Magus Raethon and a number of adventurers, the egalrin are beginning to settle into the Hayatiento Aerie. With the 'Dreamweave' now over the aerie, an accomplishment due in part also to Magus Astaren, the Egalrin there have taken up a quiet vigil over Alexandria and the forest from their place high up in the Red Ridge Mountains, located near the Spire.

The Council of Elders, led by Aodhkane, daughter of Kanitte, has recently named a 'Gaothai-Hogo', roughly translated means 'Air Guardians' in the tongue of the egalrin. Nerek-hai, Daughter of Terak-fa, an egalrin with red head feathers and a silver crest, was named a Gaothai-Hogo of the Hayatiento Aerie. It is the hope of the Council that she will lead with the wisdom of Ciernan and Ceiwan.

Another, yet odder egalrin has become part of the aerie as well, an egalrin that seems to command the air element herself. A druid named Masamya, follower of the Green Word. The Council reports that Masamya has also given honors to the Huntress aspect of Eluna in the Green Word, a connection all but lost to the egalrin's history.

Local egalrin Pelka also attended the ceremony. Pelka is known for his talent with artifice, and may become an important member in advancing the local aerie's knowledge and understanding of the craft.

OOC: Log of the event: Hayatiento Aerie Opening (MEETUP)


Interview: Roselle, Mistress of Weasels!'

Features: Roselle

Interview by: Astaren

From the interview: Not that she's forgotten Astaren either, because she does answer him, albeit slightly distracted by Aya's problem. "Aye, joke it was back in the day, because somehow, if there's a weasel in the vicinity I'll find it no matter what. Stick an arm down a rabbit hole and a weasel'll be hanging off it when I come back up --weasel pie? Yes, I make a fucking good weasel pie. Just ask Sandy."

Full Interview: Full Interview


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The Gnomish Traveler

Gearbear Sparkthistle here, or "Bear" as I am known to friends and foe alike! I am a traveler and explorer of faraway places and unknown lands! Recently, I set my sights on STORMGARDE!

Stormgarde is a frontier nation, known for its chill and wind. The Icegate Mountain Range frams its north side, where Maugrim himself is said to have made his citadel. Lord Ygfried Hamergostd is the current ruler of the nation. His shoulders are almost as wide as mine! Bravo, Ygfried! We will oil ourselves up sometime, and have manly contests for who is strongest!

Depicted below are some of their oldest mountains. You can see the erosion! The area where Maugrim had made his terror-citadel is said to be as craggy, and as dangerous, as ancient days, however. Someday soon, I may pay a visit!

Perhaps you might like to send your letters!

The Gnomish Traveler in Stormgarde:

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Kesenday, Vhast 13, 1019

ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE

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A Storm of Snowballs!

In the past several days, reports have been received of piles of snowballs being found throughout the City of Alexandria. Prominent locations include the riverbanks of the Tormawr, the Memorial Gardens District, the campus of the Bardic College, Goblintown, the Festival Grounds, and the very courtyard of the Castellum Alexandrae. At first, these mysterious piles of harmless ammunition were first spotted in the early dawn hours after snow storms in the night. Soon, however, the phenomenon began to spread.

As one might expect, the sudden appearance of so many ready-made snowballs resulted in the break-out of nearly as many spontaneous snowball fights (shoppers, tax collectors, and some clergy seeming to be reluctant targets of hidden assailants). The City Watch has asked that those employing these snowballs please refrain from interrupting the business of the City and its merchants, and has doubled patrols around the airship and sea ports.

At present, City Watch officials claim that they have no idea who started the whole affair, but suspect that certain mischievous adventurers may be to blame. They particularly caution the public to beware in Sage Orum's Plaza, where the old rivalry between the Arcanists and the Engineers schools have added magical effects to the snowball fights, and also to take special care in the vicinity of any known followers of Tarien.

Draconic Rituals?

Recently you may have seen the glow over the forests of the North Woods. While many times mysterious lights are a cause for worry in Alexandria, today is an occasion of celebration! A special ritual took place amongst the Sith-makar shamans and the allies of Mictlan, renewing the sanctity and security of that sacred place.

Far from the isolationism of others, an olive branch was offered to all who could enter and abide by the rules of the caretakers. One memorable attendee was a Jotun, who brought an offering of enough ale for all their twice over.

With tokens and gestures of goodwill from both the Sith-makar shamans and guests, the renewal of the magics there was a succeed. The resulting celebration lasted well into the next night, with dancing and drinks for all. This writer hopes to see more stories of true camaraderie in coming months.

Reosian Vistor Takes to Alexandria

The local Shrine of Reos is pleased to report the visitation of an aged priest of their faith into the city. The Forge is reported to have served the faithful a number of years, though in his youth he was affectionately known as "Shackles."

He is expected to stay through the month.

"Shackles" reports that he is here to visit family, and expects to conclude his business after that time.

Fashion and Culture
The Gnomish Traveler

Gearbear Sparkthistle sends his regards, but is out and about this week! We hope to see him back, next issue!

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Great Paladin Advice Column
Q: Great Paladin! How much snow does it take to make a Sandy the Snow-elf?
A: Sandy is indeed hot headed. However, this does not make a Snow-Elf Sandy impossible. Hot headedness is an exothermic process. Theoretically, if one could make Sandy angry enough all of the heat would be released, leaving behind a subject that would be cool enough to emulate with snow. This is, however, ill advised. It is well known that Sandy is powered by the very heart of Hell. Causing her to release all of that energy would lay waste to creation as we know it.
Q: Great Paladin, if it takes only one gnome to cause the apocalypse, how many would it take to PREVENT it?
A: You have heard the phrase, fight fire with fire? Much like fighting forest fires by burning the land in the fire's part so that the two fires meet and then have nothing left to consume, this theory can be applied to gnomes. You would need one gnome for every gnome causing the apocalypse. But the gnomes would have to be equal in every way. Height, weight, annoyance factor. For if one were to survive it would carry on with the apocalypse. In this humble paladin's opinion, better to simply stop the problem before it begins. Permanently. With extreme prejudice.
Q: How much wood would a Lucht Siuil chuck if a Lucht Siuil would chuck wood?
A: Is this a euphamism for something? Everyone knows halfings don't actually /work/. I suppose I would have to say none, since the entire scenario stretches the boundaries of possibility a little too far.

GREAT PALADIN STANDARD DISCLAIMER -- I cannot be held accountable for anyone creatively interpreting my answers, nor reading such things in them that I clearly would not intend. Such as illegal activities. Or racism.

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Personal and Editorials

From the Diary of an Anonymous Mul'niessa

Submitted by Anonymous

My journey to Alexandria has been a fascinating one. One fraught with danger and confusion as I adjusted to the world outside the world crafted meticulously by the Shadow Council. But to begin with what you likely wish to hear from me, I am mul'niessa. A shadow elf, one of the feared creatures who live or in my case once lived under the thumb of Taara. Too often I saw as a child things only the most unfortunate children of this land have seen. Things no child should see. Blood, torture, slavery, things I dare not write to the tribune lest I shock the good people who read this article. Nevertheless, darkness cannot destroy light. I found within this bleak and malicious world a light of my own. Another mul'niessa, met in childhood as friends and later lovers. She was my light, my security, and my promise of truth in a world of lies. Perhaps thought I, that two young women could find a life of happiness together, that we needn't sacrifice each other to gain power. This was a cruel lie.

Before I continue on, one must understand something about Taara's clergy. She promotes individualism, individualism unfettered by morality or conscience. If it advances you, then damned be the creature that steps in your way. They could be an enemy, a stranger, a friend, family, or the love of your life. She would ask all things to be sacrificed at her altar, and to say otherwise is dire betrayal to her. As such, she has no unified order amongs we mul'niessa, and ultimately those proven to be her clergy are met with respect and caution all the same. It was my respect and lack of caution that doomed my lover.

Approaching me, the priest told me to slay an enemy of Taara for her favor. My heart lept at such a thought, to serve my goddess so directly. Giving me a dagger of blackest night, he bid me proceed to a portion of our markets where he knew my mark was to arrive. He told me not whom I was to slay, only that it was of utmost necessity. In this, I did not question him as it seemed to me that it would be to question Taara herself. It was only when I saw my mark's face that I realized my mistake. 'Twas the woman I love that I saw, and she I. Though cloaked and masked, my hesitation she took for the truth of it. I could not find it in myself to kill her, sooner would I tear out my own heart.

Conferring regarding the assassination I was so ordered to carry out, I showed her the dagger in explanation. It was only then that my own hand moved without my will and sank it into her own heart. I heard nothing save for cruel laughter, and knew that just as I was told to betray my lover, so too was I betrayed by the one who had sent me. The will of Taara was enacted such as he would have me believe, even as I did not partake of such will.

Not only that, but he brought me before an official of the shadow council's regime and had me declared a traitor. Stripped of all worth, treated as a pariah and my family much the same. I was instructed from that time on to forgo the use of my family name, once shame and now pride. I no longer wish to call those who bow before a wicked goddess kin. Were it not for a distant uncle's arrival, I would have languished and taken my lot as outcast to be righteous. 'Twas he who showed me the lies of Taara, the black-hearted evil that ran throughout our society. At first, I could not believe it. I had been raised on the words of the Shadow Council, all that they said was my world. Yet I saw the lies for what they were in the coming years. It shook me, within my own mind I screamed as I scraped by for what I needed to survive. I cried as I saw my lover's remains thrown into the refuse heap. I chased the bats and beetles from her body night after night, each time futile as other vermin came to further desecrate her corpse. And in my sorrow and anguish, I could only think of the two words my uncle had said. "Taara lies".

Some time later, he returned as I had learned to cope in whatever small ways I could. I was to be taken out of the city, shown the world beyond. I accepted, for if a lie brought me to my knees then perhaps the truth could set me upon my feet again. It was this time in the cool night that I saw the sky, the great silver face of Eluna and the countless stars. It was alien to me, but a wonder all the same. Over time I acclimated to the sun, first by dawn, then by morning, then the blazing noon. Disguises were donned, and we walked amongst the people as Llyranesi, as children of the dawn. I saw that the poor did not suffer in anguish, but were to work to sustain themselves. I saw that the rich did not break others beneath their whips, and courtesy was of patience and respect rather than fear. Your world is different, and different for the better. Over time, I was offered the chance to stay in the upper world yet my thoughts did not long stray from vengeance. The priest who had moved mine hand to slay all that I cared for in this world was the subject of my ire. Yet even as I saw him dead, I found it could not satisfy. I wanted more blood, more violence even as I knew such things would do me no good and harden my heart to make me the monster you might fear me to be as you live beneath the sun as I once did not. So I left. I could not walk a path of vengeance if Taara's own supplicants were not near me, and my soul would not fall to hate if I could not avenge myself and my lover upon them. And thus, my presence in Alexandria. Far, far from home, far from hate, and far from painful memories.

Ceriday, Vhast 7, 1019

ALEXANDRIAN TRIBUNE (EMERGENCY EDITION)

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And End to Mysteries...?

Earlier today, the Crimson Pen announced her (or his) "final tale in this mystery of mysteries!" We have enclosed the letter, below.

Dear reader,
This tale has been a labor of love for me, one that I have delighted in sharing with you. I have loved these characters as though my own children, and like you, wept at Mereth's manful death. In his memory, I commit to you, this last in our tale. ...the story of Jyrana and Dandy.
My Dearest Darlings,
The Crimson Pen

Yet, it is with a sorrowful heart that I report that we, the readers, receive no absolution from this edition. Instead, we see the innocent Dandy captured by Jyrana's treacherous arms! Mereth's death by Jyrana's poisoning remains unavenged!

Inconceivable!

We publish today to demand a CALL FOR JUSTICE! The Crimson Pen has squandered Mareth's mighty manfulness, and paired his one true love with the despicable Jyrana! This cannot stand.

Today, I join with other fans to picket the Prestigious Moon! We will protest this ending!

OOC: This will be a Scene, so please see +events! PERHAPS THE CRIMSON PEN WILL APPEAR. In the meantime! BONUS RPPS FOR ANYONE WHO PICKETS THE PRESIGIOUS MOON TO PROTEST THIS UNJUST ENDING! (Or if you support it! Perhaps Jyrana could be reformed!)

OOC2: The Prestigious Moon has been renamed appropriately, to reflect this SCANDAL.


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