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A man whose completely drenched in blood from head to toe walks down the streets of Trolls Bane. A whispered conversation commences close by.
"I hear that is one of the four men that successfully slew the dragon, no?" One of them gasps.
"Aye, it was Taeryon Silverlight, Ogerawa, Taliss, Kenneth Ladrus, and Julius Rothman to be exact. They actually slew the dragon though, unlike the failed attempt by William's group."
"Aye. William's group is much weaker I suppose."
The man makes his way to the tavern and orders a beer mug from Borgate. A necklace with a dragon's claw attached to it can be seen hanging loosely from his bloodied neck.
"I hear that is one of the four men that successfully slew the dragon, no?" One of them gasps.
"Aye, it was Taeryon Silverlight, Ogerawa, Taliss, Kenneth Ladrus, and Julius Rothman to be exact. They actually slew the dragon though, unlike the failed attempt by William's group."
"Aye. William's group is much weaker I suppose."
The man makes his way to the tavern and orders a beer mug from Borgate. A necklace with a dragon's claw attached to it can be seen hanging loosely from his bloodied neck.
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- Skaalib Drurr
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Zwei Männer am Hafen flüstern sich gegenseitig zu...
Mann1:" Hast du dieses riesen Schiff gesehen das Heute hier angelegt hat?"
Mann2:" Nein, hier legen am Tag mehr als 20 Schiffe an, musste schon genauer werden freundchen."
Mann1:" So ein riesen Schiff halt, is in der Bucht dahinten auf Anker gegangen."
Mann2:" Und was genau soll daran jetzt interessant sein?"
Mann1:"Das Segel, es ist grün, mit einem schwarzen Löwenkopf der knallrote Augen hat! Das kommt mir irgendwie bekannt vor..."
Mann2:" Aye, das hat doch die kleine von der Illdoran Familie um den Hals!"
Mann1:" Harr, du hast recht, muss wohl wieder so ein schnösel sein der nichts besseres zutun hat..."
Mann2:" Jetzt spinn hier nich rum, los du zahlst ein Bier..."
Die beiden Männer lachten, gingen in die nächste Taverne und sauften bis in den Morgengrauen...
Mann1:" Hast du dieses riesen Schiff gesehen das Heute hier angelegt hat?"
Mann2:" Nein, hier legen am Tag mehr als 20 Schiffe an, musste schon genauer werden freundchen."
Mann1:" So ein riesen Schiff halt, is in der Bucht dahinten auf Anker gegangen."
Mann2:" Und was genau soll daran jetzt interessant sein?"
Mann1:"Das Segel, es ist grün, mit einem schwarzen Löwenkopf der knallrote Augen hat! Das kommt mir irgendwie bekannt vor..."
Mann2:" Aye, das hat doch die kleine von der Illdoran Familie um den Hals!"
Mann1:" Harr, du hast recht, muss wohl wieder so ein schnösel sein der nichts besseres zutun hat..."
Mann2:" Jetzt spinn hier nich rum, los du zahlst ein Bier..."
Die beiden Männer lachten, gingen in die nächste Taverne und sauften bis in den Morgengrauen...
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You overhear a pair of Albarian sailors talking in the inn.
Rufus: "What does the missus say Bob?"
Bob: "Not much, the sprogs are growing up quick and the weather's been good."
Rufus: "It's a long letter just to say that."
Bob: "Yeah, she's got all worked up about some new cult that's sprung up in Albar."
Rufus laughs: "Another one?"
Bob: "Yeah, apparently they worship some weird diety called Mowpacks"
Rufus chuckles again: "Sure they do."
At this point another sailor buts in.
Mack: "It's true I tell ya I seen one of em followers with my own eyes. All withered and stricken with illness. Had some odd black stone burnt into his chest."
Bob: "And he had forty foot long tentacles with purple hair I bet."
Mack: "No its true, I swear to ya!"
Rufus: "I think that's enough ale for one night Mack, you're inventin stories again"
The pair laugh and continue their drinking.
Rufus: "What does the missus say Bob?"
Bob: "Not much, the sprogs are growing up quick and the weather's been good."
Rufus: "It's a long letter just to say that."
Bob: "Yeah, she's got all worked up about some new cult that's sprung up in Albar."
Rufus laughs: "Another one?"
Bob: "Yeah, apparently they worship some weird diety called Mowpacks"
Rufus chuckles again: "Sure they do."
At this point another sailor buts in.
Mack: "It's true I tell ya I seen one of em followers with my own eyes. All withered and stricken with illness. Had some odd black stone burnt into his chest."
Bob: "And he had forty foot long tentacles with purple hair I bet."
Mack: "No its true, I swear to ya!"
Rufus: "I think that's enough ale for one night Mack, you're inventin stories again"
The pair laugh and continue their drinking.
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You hear from an old, loopy beggar that Evan actually died because he was carrying a sack of ores and fell into the well. His dying words were, "Move my cow to a better pastuuurree!".
Last edited by Friendly Stranger on Fri Sep 14, 2007 12:50 am, edited 1 time in total.
((Alright, this is getting a little out of hand, the rumors here have gotten really ridiculous lately. People, please start putting thought into what you post here!
http://illarion.org/community/forums/vi ... 669#282669
In other words, please refrain from fighting with opposing rumors and such, please. I really did not want to go ooc, but it is getting out of hand.))
http://illarion.org/community/forums/vi ... 669#282669
In other words, please refrain from fighting with opposing rumors and such, please. I really did not want to go ooc, but it is getting out of hand.))
- Lance Thunnigan
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Gwendolin Cad'ell wrote:Japheth wrote:((A note to players. This topic was originally for GM use only, but we eventually let players use it. However, recently, the rumours have gone down-hill. Not only have they become stupidly specific, but they have also become detrimental to roleplay.
A suggestion: Start including sources for rumours, as well as keeping them vague! They should be rumours, not highly accurate news reports.
An example:
An old woman that walks the streets of Troll's Bane tells all that she can that she has seen an unusual pillar by the Lake of Adron.
This is something along the lines of what we want, as opposed to highly detailed factual stories. If you want to start something like that, start your own topic.
The alternative, if rumours do not start improving, is that this topic is locked and that rumours will only be posted if we approve them beforehand.
This is more work for both you and us, so please, put some sense into your rumours.))
((Eine Anmerkung für die Spieler. Dieses Topic war eigentlich dazu gedacht, dass nur GMs hier posten, jedoch haben wir es gelegentlich auch von Spielern benutzen lassen. Wie dem auch sei, seit neuestem sind die Gerüchte völlig verkommen. Sie sind nicht nur zu spezifisch geworden, sondern schädlich für das Rollenspiel.
Ein Vorschlag: Beginnt damit die Quelle des Gerüchts anzugeben und haltet sie vage! Es sollen Gerüchte sein und keine extrem präzisen Neuigkeitenberichte.
Ein Beispiel:
Eine alte Frau geht durch die Straßen von Trolls Bane und erzählt jedem, dass sie eine seltsame Säule an Adrons See gesehen hat.
Das ist ungefähr das was wir wollen, im Gegensatz zu den genau detaillierten, sachlichen Erzählungen. Wenn ihr so etwas posten wollt, dann bitte in einem eigenen Topic.
Sollte die Gerüchte sich nicht bessern, dann ist die einzigste Alternative das das Topic gesperrt wird und Gerüchte nur geposted werden können wenn wir sie vorher genehmigen.
Das wäre mehr Arbeit für alle, also bitte bringt wieder mehr Sinn in eure Gerüchte.))
Two Sailors sit in the tavern...
Sailor 1:"I'm just glad we got off that ship alive.."
Sailor 2:"Aye...I sure dont make a habbit of saying no to an orc, with a sword to me throat..."
Sailor 1:"Did ye see the look o' the man with it?...he didn'y look happy at all."
Sailor 2:"Aye, for sure...said something about a scam, before throwing that poor creature overboard..."
Sailor 1:"Ah..ye mean that goblin, that kept yellin' fer it's master?"
Sailor 2:"Yep, that be the one.."
Sailor 1:"We hadn't a choice, but to turn the ship back to gobaith...Didn'y want that bein' me."
Both men take a large gulp of their beer.
Sailor 1: "well, one things fer sure."
Sailor 2: "Aye? Whats that."
Sailor 1: "there'll be alot of angry Albarian's waiting fer a ship right now.."
Sailor 1:"I'm just glad we got off that ship alive.."
Sailor 2:"Aye...I sure dont make a habbit of saying no to an orc, with a sword to me throat..."
Sailor 1:"Did ye see the look o' the man with it?...he didn'y look happy at all."
Sailor 2:"Aye, for sure...said something about a scam, before throwing that poor creature overboard..."
Sailor 1:"Ah..ye mean that goblin, that kept yellin' fer it's master?"
Sailor 2:"Yep, that be the one.."
Sailor 1:"We hadn't a choice, but to turn the ship back to gobaith...Didn'y want that bein' me."
Both men take a large gulp of their beer.
Sailor 1: "well, one things fer sure."
Sailor 2: "Aye? Whats that."
Sailor 1: "there'll be alot of angry Albarian's waiting fer a ship right now.."
In den Tiefen Wäldern Tol Vanimas kann seit Tagen das Schlagen von Hämmern, Picken und Äxten gehört werden.
Was mag da vorgehen? Waldläufer können Begegnungen mit aggressiven kleinen, grünen Männern berichten, die im Wald nun zu hausen scheinen.
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In the deep forests of Tol Vanima the sounds of hammers, pick-axes and hatchets can be heared since days.
What happens there? Some Ranger could tell, that they had contact with very aggressive green and little people, which seems to live there now.
Was mag da vorgehen? Waldläufer können Begegnungen mit aggressiven kleinen, grünen Männern berichten, die im Wald nun zu hausen scheinen.
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In the deep forests of Tol Vanima the sounds of hammers, pick-axes and hatchets can be heared since days.
What happens there? Some Ranger could tell, that they had contact with very aggressive green and little people, which seems to live there now.