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The latest word in town is that the extremely elusive former councilman Thurlow Hobert gave a speech at the election result announcement! It was a bit odd-seeming... is he sick, or something? Where has he been all this time?
Who's to say? What is known, is that he will be available for a short time during the transition between offices, should someone seek him or his secretary out (contact me or @St. Moth via ticket).
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A strange series of rumours spreads across the continent - even making it as far as merchants travelling to the Spire.
The distant city of Mariza, on the eve of a wedding of the King-Emperor's daughter, is locked up tight. No one enters, no-one leaves.
A fire can be seen coming from somewhere in the grounds of the Imperial Palace, lasting into the night.
Morning comes, and the city is re-opened. The wedding goes on as planned.
it's me
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Word spreads of a dumbass hunter accidentally stabbing Meridy in the tavern. What a dolt. He is being held by the guards until Meridy's condition is either stabilized, or until they die.
Bobbie:
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Some remains of a decayed body are haphazardly buried alongside the edge of the shoreline; any skin was blackened with dried, black blood, signature of a certain mark of trickster Fey. A spear remains across the sand where the chest likely was, as if in respect for the beast at rest.CALLAN ANCAIRE, hands stained with that same dreaded ichor, could be seen scowling in the streets, mumbling about a wailing lute and the need for a blacksmith.
Someone else has been here, within the last two days or so. The light of a held lantern illuminating two tall, distant silhouettes along the shoreline, disappearing after about an hour into the city with one more amongst their number. Red and black, dark, muted colours, a sight unsettling from so far away. The tallest bore strange, distinctive horns.
The burial remains there, but the sand on the upper body has been disturbed. Possibly dug through, and then re-placed.
The spear is untouched.
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Strange, furtive rumours trickle from the hill of the town hall, spread by skittish clerks and other confounded personnel ushered out from the building after a vile smell permeated through the upper halls. Some obscure detail of a rattle from the east wing, an office guarded and boarded. Few have been permitted to enter, yet grisly superstition clouds, imparting one unfortunate truth: the former councilman, Thurlow W. Hobert, is dead.
[OOC: A small section of the town hall is boarded and guarded for a short while. Those looking into the area will require a DM and ticket, and can contact me or @Charybdis for info.]
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The following story (and perhaps some small variations) would spread from some unseen corner of the town:
" Who was the last person to speak with the late councilman? Here's what happened: Her name is Yarrow. She enters into the town hall, breaking into Thurlow's quarters, restraining him and corrupting his humors with sinister techniques in a way I shan't detail. She HATES him, for he would not give in to her coercion while he was in seat! As the white-haired elf frees him and slips out sneakily, he can't even make it out the door before his time runs out. "
Very frightening! Are some among us in league with the fey, perhaps?
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A tattered, mud-stained newsletter lay crushed beneath a wagon wheel on a Spire road
For those who find it unreadable
Tragedy and scandal have struck as House Aurelianus crumbles beneath the weight of treachery! Valerius, once a noble, now stands accused of war profiteering—plundering the spoils of battle for his own gain. Witnesses claim he was seen seizing riches meant for the realm, using ill-gotten wealth to line his coffers and elevate his house.
The disgrace of House Aurelianus deepens as shocking revelations come to light! It has been uncovered that young Lucian, believed to be the rightful heir, is not the trueborn son of Valerius. Lady Seraphina, now infamous for her betrayal, was revealed to have been unfaithful, bringing a bastard into the noble line.
Such treachery did not go unanswered. In a night of blood and fire, [illegible] met a gruesome end—[illegible] in the wake of her s[illegible]
Valerius Aurelianus and his kin, Cassian Aurelianus, have vanished into the night. Reports suggest the disgraced noble and his heir have fled, seeking refuge beyond the reach of their enemies.
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A certain rumour would being to spread around the Spire, and eventually the Reach,
even going as far as Rulan and the southern Valkian lands through traders, travellers and caravans...
- Big Guy Ray Ray has a flat golden ass 'buttock'. -
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A Certain Redheaded Elf has been rumored to have returned from the dead having been seen around town as casually as can be
