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- Eviliel Eandil
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Two old wives are talking in town:
Did you hear the temple of Bjolmur already has a man in the town guard?
What? Really?
Yes, I heard a few days ago some elven girl tried to keep him from taking a corpse to the temple for some ritual. But the guard threatened to arrest her. Then she walked away saying the Governor may rot and the town be overrun by those tmple people. She wouldn't set a foot into Troll's Bane any more.
Really? Well, she's right. I'm already trying to convince my husband to move to Varshikar too.
You as well? My neighbour wants to leave Troll's Bane too!
He's always been a smart man. You should leave too. This town is going to the Dark One...
Did you hear the temple of Bjolmur already has a man in the town guard?
What? Really?
Yes, I heard a few days ago some elven girl tried to keep him from taking a corpse to the temple for some ritual. But the guard threatened to arrest her. Then she walked away saying the Governor may rot and the town be overrun by those tmple people. She wouldn't set a foot into Troll's Bane any more.
Really? Well, she's right. I'm already trying to convince my husband to move to Varshikar too.
You as well? My neighbour wants to leave Troll's Bane too!
He's always been a smart man. You should leave too. This town is going to the Dark One...
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- Brendill Al'Ad Kàzár
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Ein Mann hat leckere Gerichte und Suppen am Marktplatz von Trolls Bane verkauft. Allerdings... scheinen jene, die es gegessen haben, sich im Nachhinein nicht mehr besonders wohl gefühlt zu haben.
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A man sold tasty dishes and soup at the marketplace of Trolls Bane. But... somehow it seems that those, who ate it, didn't feel well afterwards.
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A man sold tasty dishes and soup at the marketplace of Trolls Bane. But... somehow it seems that those, who ate it, didn't feel well afterwards.
Two women enjoy a daily chat outside the shop while hanging their clothing.
"Ey, 'ere did I just imagine tha' last night" The first one says
"Nay, tha' lad was there alrighty..." the next replies
"Out'agis. Tha lad hops up in asks for tha' 'Strongest stuff' tips some on his wound and some down 'is thoat!. Oh ere eye, did he look at his bare chest, too. Tha' little blackstone in there..." The first says while washing her under dressing.
"Tha' little decoration thin'ie?" the next replies once more
"Nay! It means he is a dark master or someink. Aye, a cultist, one o' dem Boogiemore people. I 'eard 'e was a gaurd too! What does this ole town come to ey, Mag. 'is name ex'apes me...L some'ink...Argh, stupid young lad aye..." The woman draws out this sentance and is quickly replied by 'Mag'
"Still...Tha' young body...All them battle scars and tha fa!" Mag is quickly interupted by a evil look.
They both continue on washing and hanging
"Ey, 'ere did I just imagine tha' last night" The first one says
"Nay, tha' lad was there alrighty..." the next replies
"Out'agis. Tha lad hops up in asks for tha' 'Strongest stuff' tips some on his wound and some down 'is thoat!. Oh ere eye, did he look at his bare chest, too. Tha' little blackstone in there..." The first says while washing her under dressing.
"Tha' little decoration thin'ie?" the next replies once more
"Nay! It means he is a dark master or someink. Aye, a cultist, one o' dem Boogiemore people. I 'eard 'e was a gaurd too! What does this ole town come to ey, Mag. 'is name ex'apes me...L some'ink...Argh, stupid young lad aye..." The woman draws out this sentance and is quickly replied by 'Mag'
"Still...Tha' young body...All them battle scars and tha fa!" Mag is quickly interupted by a evil look.
They both continue on washing and hanging
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You see a man, who looks like he just woke up. He drags along unenthusiastically to the riverbank, to splash his face with water. After he wipes his wet face with the back of his sleeve, you see that he stares in the water with eyes that are suddenly very awake. He feels his face with his fingertips, and then looks at those as well. He touches his ruffled hair and looks down at his kneeling legs. The man gives a voice cracked yell of glee and suddenly begins to run around town, pointing to his own face and asking strangers to tell him something...
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Zwei Maenner Unterhalten sich an dem Feuer vor der Markthalle...
"Hast du von diesem Dieb gehoert?"
"Hahaha, genau er soll eien adlige vor Zeugen ueberfallen haben.. Dreist!"
"Aber hast du auch gehoert das er in Gynkesch sowohl auch in Alber gesucht wird? Landesweit!?"
"Nein, aber das wundert mich nicht.. Woher weisst du das?"
"Ein Verwandter war letztens in Alber. Er hat mir diesen Steckbrief mitgebracht."
Der mann zeigt einen Steckbrief mit dem einem Bild. Darunter steht:
Gesucht: Der Rabe, wegen mehrfachen Diebstahl und Mordes auf Auftrag.
"Scheint mir mehr wie eine Announce, als wie ein Steckbrief..."
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Two Men are chatting at the Fireplace in front of the Shop...
"Did you hear of the thief yet?"
"Ha! yes. Apparently he has stolen from a noble. Even in front of witnesses... Bold!"
"But have you heard that he is wanted in Gynkesh as well as in Albar? nationwide!?"
"No, but that's interesting. How do you know it?"
The man shows him a warrant of apprehension with a picture..
Below is written: "Wanted: The raven. Multiple thefts and ordered murders"
"Looks to me more like an announcement, than a warrant of apprehension."
"Hast du von diesem Dieb gehoert?"
"Hahaha, genau er soll eien adlige vor Zeugen ueberfallen haben.. Dreist!"
"Aber hast du auch gehoert das er in Gynkesch sowohl auch in Alber gesucht wird? Landesweit!?"
"Nein, aber das wundert mich nicht.. Woher weisst du das?"
"Ein Verwandter war letztens in Alber. Er hat mir diesen Steckbrief mitgebracht."
Der mann zeigt einen Steckbrief mit dem einem Bild. Darunter steht:
Gesucht: Der Rabe, wegen mehrfachen Diebstahl und Mordes auf Auftrag.
"Scheint mir mehr wie eine Announce, als wie ein Steckbrief..."
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Two Men are chatting at the Fireplace in front of the Shop...
"Did you hear of the thief yet?"
"Ha! yes. Apparently he has stolen from a noble. Even in front of witnesses... Bold!"
"But have you heard that he is wanted in Gynkesh as well as in Albar? nationwide!?"
"No, but that's interesting. How do you know it?"
The man shows him a warrant of apprehension with a picture..
Below is written: "Wanted: The raven. Multiple thefts and ordered murders"
"Looks to me more like an announcement, than a warrant of apprehension."
- Garett Gwenour
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A hardy looking craftsman, speaks with Morgan at his campfire.
"So the Governor has the blade of Malachin does he?" Morgan says skeptically.
"Oh you betcha, I saw him take out his blade and attack that great War Lord Lich. It took him only a few seconds before the Lich was sent away in a mighty Tornado thrown through the heavens it was!"
"So you think he actually can beat these lichs? Or is it a ploy, I still believe he has a deal with Nalzaxx..." Morgan says with a faint smile.
"Possibly, I just know what I saw and that Governor is crushing their mightiest."
"So the Governor has the blade of Malachin does he?" Morgan says skeptically.
"Oh you betcha, I saw him take out his blade and attack that great War Lord Lich. It took him only a few seconds before the Lich was sent away in a mighty Tornado thrown through the heavens it was!"
"So you think he actually can beat these lichs? Or is it a ploy, I still believe he has a deal with Nalzaxx..." Morgan says with a faint smile.
"Possibly, I just know what I saw and that Governor is crushing their mightiest."
- Lance Thunnigan
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Perhaps you happen to overhear two men conversing in the tavern of Troll's Bane in hushed tones and murmurs:
- There was this stranger, heard 'is name before but fergot about it--
- What'd he look like?
- Narymind what he looked like, ya cow. Some blue-eyed freak in rags, some sorta vagrant, if it fancies ya. Spoke like a Salkamaerian poet tho', I swear by me bootstraps. I saw him that dreaded night when the undead harriers were roaming through town again, spreading horror, and he was standin' in 'eir path. Looked more like an accident and like he was scared ta' death and--
- Who wouldn't be?
- Would ya stop bloody interruptin' me? [The speaker slaps his colleague on his forehead]
- Ikes, a'ight. Go on, do it please ya.
- Well, the point is, they palavered or the-devils-know-what, and guess what happened?
- Them creeps cut 'im down on the spot?
- Nay, one of 'em cast dark magic -- but the bum was unharmed by it. He stood there, looked like he was about ta face death, but he came up unscathed by tha foul sorcery. And those harriers went on. Ignorin' 'im!
- Nuts... sounds like Ronagan's blessin's for lookin' out fer the orphans, don'tcha think?
- Yar, I hear ya.
Their palaver shifts to how much money they can make in time of the next few days to get the hell off of the island and travel on, but it slurs off and becomes more incoherent, the more drunken they get.
- There was this stranger, heard 'is name before but fergot about it--
- What'd he look like?
- Narymind what he looked like, ya cow. Some blue-eyed freak in rags, some sorta vagrant, if it fancies ya. Spoke like a Salkamaerian poet tho', I swear by me bootstraps. I saw him that dreaded night when the undead harriers were roaming through town again, spreading horror, and he was standin' in 'eir path. Looked more like an accident and like he was scared ta' death and--
- Who wouldn't be?
- Would ya stop bloody interruptin' me? [The speaker slaps his colleague on his forehead]
- Ikes, a'ight. Go on, do it please ya.
- Well, the point is, they palavered or the-devils-know-what, and guess what happened?
- Them creeps cut 'im down on the spot?
- Nay, one of 'em cast dark magic -- but the bum was unharmed by it. He stood there, looked like he was about ta face death, but he came up unscathed by tha foul sorcery. And those harriers went on. Ignorin' 'im!
- Nuts... sounds like Ronagan's blessin's for lookin' out fer the orphans, don'tcha think?
- Yar, I hear ya.
Their palaver shifts to how much money they can make in time of the next few days to get the hell off of the island and travel on, but it slurs off and becomes more incoherent, the more drunken they get.
- Garett Gwenour
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