Rumors
Moderator: Gamemasters
- Urilen Quanasuard
- Posts: 219
- Joined: Wed Feb 22, 2006 11:00 pm
- Location: .... Home? >_>
Some see an elf at the docks. He seemed to be going into the boat, and out of the island, his face tense and worried.
Some people heard some of the conversation the elf and the captain were having.
"Look... I know your uncle passed .... and all... but... you don't have to .... to his grave...."
"Yes, .. must. It is ... duty." The elf says.
"But... what will .... father say?"
"Your... to do this... get.. work"
Some people heard some of the conversation the elf and the captain were having.
"Look... I know your uncle passed .... and all... but... you don't have to .... to his grave...."
"Yes, .. must. It is ... duty." The elf says.
"But... what will .... father say?"
"Your... to do this... get.. work"
Last edited by Urilen Quanasuard on Sun Apr 30, 2006 2:00 am, edited 1 time in total.
Two drunkards talk in their imparred speach, Their slander makes it near impossible to understand, but still able to if you listen closely enough
Drunk: You see what those mummies did in da tawn?
Drunk buddy: Naw, wha' da did de do?
Drunk: One of them was draggin dat trav..traveler through town, Ya knaw, the one with the red cape over his rightside.
Drunk Buddy: Ahh, that stumblin baffoon? He has ta be dead, he couldn't get away from da ground it's self!
Drunk: Dunno, somehow he got loose ya he did, But he scratched him, I hope he doesn't taurn inta a zombie, And if he do, i'm packin me trousa's and leavin before i get scratched!
The drunk's buddy passes out, and the conversation halts quickly.
Drunk: You see what those mummies did in da tawn?
Drunk buddy: Naw, wha' da did de do?
Drunk: One of them was draggin dat trav..traveler through town, Ya knaw, the one with the red cape over his rightside.
Drunk Buddy: Ahh, that stumblin baffoon? He has ta be dead, he couldn't get away from da ground it's self!
Drunk: Dunno, somehow he got loose ya he did, But he scratched him, I hope he doesn't taurn inta a zombie, And if he do, i'm packin me trousa's and leavin before i get scratched!
The drunk's buddy passes out, and the conversation halts quickly.
- Turonga Mudwater
- Posts: 145
- Joined: Thu Feb 26, 2004 11:23 pm
- Location: Bloodtooth Cave
- Garett Gwenour
- Posts: 2360
- Joined: Sun Jan 09, 2005 2:18 am
- Location: Is Roleplay in YOU ?
A rumor spreads around about an orc named Karguk.
The following rumor is told by two humans.
- "Have you heard about that Karguk Fellow?"
"Yes i heard he was secretly makin' a army."
"I don't know, he's part of the town guard right?"
"Yeah but we don't know if he's makin it fer tha better of the people or a dark army."
"Well let's just hope it's fer good side!"
The following rumor is told by two humans.
- "Have you heard about that Karguk Fellow?"
"Yes i heard he was secretly makin' a army."
"I don't know, he's part of the town guard right?"
"Yeah but we don't know if he's makin it fer tha better of the people or a dark army."
"Well let's just hope it's fer good side!"
- Turonga Mudwater
- Posts: 145
- Joined: Thu Feb 26, 2004 11:23 pm
- Location: Bloodtooth Cave
- Gwendolin Cad'ell
- Posts: 658
- Joined: Mon Apr 03, 2006 8:32 pm
- Location: T.M.I.P.I.D.L. *Long Fei Feng Wu*
- Contact:
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.))
- Belgram
- Posts: 164
- Joined: Sun Jan 22, 2006 12:19 am
- Location: If I were a guy i'd be gay for Jake (and Jeremy Sumpter)
A rather old women begins to spread rumors of a dead orcen warlord. She speaks harsh and her lazy eye makes her look crazy, if you cared to listen she would have told you the same as everyone else
"Da poor'ole thin' was just walkin' down road! Then ee jus grabbed his old 'art and feel over bu I was lucky tah be there 'cos I buried him ya know!"
The woman begins to cackle and walks off with a limp
"Da poor'ole thin' was just walkin' down road! Then ee jus grabbed his old 'art and feel over bu I was lucky tah be there 'cos I buried him ya know!"
The woman begins to cackle and walks off with a limp
- Turonga Mudwater
- Posts: 145
- Joined: Thu Feb 26, 2004 11:23 pm
- Location: Bloodtooth Cave
- Meriel Pelith
- Posts: 324
- Joined: Tue Apr 18, 2006 1:07 pm
- Location: In the meadow of sinful thoughts every flower is a perfect one.
Wie ein Lauffeuer verbreiten sich Gerüchte über eine Elfe namens Meriel in der Stadt. Und über ihre Taten. Am Marktplatz kann man zwei Frauen reden hören die sich über sie das Maul zerreissen,... doch nicht nur über sie.
-"Dieser Adjutor vom Grauen Licht, Herr von Illdoran, hat anscheinend mit ihr geschlafen und seine Kleider hängte sie auf einen der Bäume bei der Grauen Rose!"
-"Was? Hat der Mann denn kein bisschen Anstand und Ehre? Und so jemand soll ins Graue Licht aufgenommen werden?"
-"Sie soll anscheinend sehr verführerisch sein. Die halbe Stadt schläft angeblich mit ihr. Selbst der Governour scheint ihr verfallen."
-"Jemand sollte sie mal beiseite nehmen und der Dirne Benehmen beibringen... Sie wird noch alle Männer verderben!"
~~
Like a wildfire the rumours about Meriel, the elfess, spread within town. And about her doings. At the marketplace you can hear two women gossiping, but not only about her...
-"The adjutor of the Grey Light, Mister van Illdoran, had slept with her and she stole his clothes to flag them on a tree at the Grey Rose!"
-"What? Has he not a spark of decency or honor? And someone like him shall join the Grey Light?"
- "She seems to be seductive. Half the town sleeps with her. Even the governor apparently fell for her."
- "Someone should teach that harlot some manners... She will corrupt all the honourable men!"
-"Dieser Adjutor vom Grauen Licht, Herr von Illdoran, hat anscheinend mit ihr geschlafen und seine Kleider hängte sie auf einen der Bäume bei der Grauen Rose!"
-"Was? Hat der Mann denn kein bisschen Anstand und Ehre? Und so jemand soll ins Graue Licht aufgenommen werden?"
-"Sie soll anscheinend sehr verführerisch sein. Die halbe Stadt schläft angeblich mit ihr. Selbst der Governour scheint ihr verfallen."
-"Jemand sollte sie mal beiseite nehmen und der Dirne Benehmen beibringen... Sie wird noch alle Männer verderben!"
~~
Like a wildfire the rumours about Meriel, the elfess, spread within town. And about her doings. At the marketplace you can hear two women gossiping, but not only about her...
-"The adjutor of the Grey Light, Mister van Illdoran, had slept with her and she stole his clothes to flag them on a tree at the Grey Rose!"
-"What? Has he not a spark of decency or honor? And someone like him shall join the Grey Light?"
- "She seems to be seductive. Half the town sleeps with her. Even the governor apparently fell for her."
- "Someone should teach that harlot some manners... She will corrupt all the honourable men!"
- Drex Thaendrak
- Posts: 159
- Joined: Wed May 21, 2003 10:58 am
- Location: Arrassena, Freefolk territory
- Urilen Quanasuard
- Posts: 219
- Joined: Wed Feb 22, 2006 11:00 pm
- Location: .... Home? >_>
- Ullyatth Leader
- Posts: 197
- Joined: Sat Oct 29, 2005 9:24 pm
- Location: Somewhere between the 2nd and the 4th dimension
Much commotion comes from the docks. It is said a stunningly beautiful princess from a foreign land where the people are short and strong has arrived with a man wide as he is tall. It is said they are rich beyond belief and will soon go to Silverbrand.
It is also said half the people at the docks are drunk and the other half high on sibanic weed.
It is also said half the people at the docks are drunk and the other half high on sibanic weed.
-
- Posts: 380
- Joined: Mon Jan 27, 2003 9:03 am
- Location: Grey Refuge
- Alexander von Hattingen
- Posts: 112
- Joined: Sun Oct 23, 2005 7:51 pm
- Location: Germany
- Jon Childs
- Posts: 727
- Joined: Sat Sep 17, 2005 5:25 pm
- Location: Location not edited since 5/12/05-Join me in my quest for locations that are overly long and dated
You hear two sailors talking about the latest news.
"There was a revolt in Albar. And the nobles brock it down."
"Indeed. The citizens were angry about the burning of a well know woman as a witch."
"She was a witch?"
"No idea. Didn't know her."
"Hmm...may it was better. Witches are pretty terrible."
"Aye. As the most magicans are"
"Indeed. Some magicians of Lor-Angur came to Albar, you know?"
"Really? What it is, they want?"
"It seems noone knows."
The sailor shrugs and both trink their beer. You here nothing more.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Du hörst, in der Taverne, zwei Seemänner über die neusten Neuigkeiten sprechen
"Es gab eine Revolte in Albar. Und die Adligen haben sie niedergeschlagen."
"So ist es. Die Bürger waren aufgebracht, dass eine bekannte und beliebte Frau als Hexe verbrannt werden sollte."
"War sie eine Hexe?"
"Keine Ahnung. Kannte sie nicht."
"Hmm...ist bestimmt besser so. Hexen sind ziemlich gefährlich."
"Aye. Wie die meisten Magier."
"Genau, wusstest du, dass ein paar Magier aus Lor-Angur in Albar sind?"
"Wirklich? Was wollen die?"
"Das weis wohl keiner."
Der Seemann zuckt mit den Schultern und beide trinken ihr Bier. Mehr hörst du nicht.
"There was a revolt in Albar. And the nobles brock it down."
"Indeed. The citizens were angry about the burning of a well know woman as a witch."
"She was a witch?"
"No idea. Didn't know her."
"Hmm...may it was better. Witches are pretty terrible."
"Aye. As the most magicans are"
"Indeed. Some magicians of Lor-Angur came to Albar, you know?"
"Really? What it is, they want?"
"It seems noone knows."
The sailor shrugs and both trink their beer. You here nothing more.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Du hörst, in der Taverne, zwei Seemänner über die neusten Neuigkeiten sprechen
"Es gab eine Revolte in Albar. Und die Adligen haben sie niedergeschlagen."
"So ist es. Die Bürger waren aufgebracht, dass eine bekannte und beliebte Frau als Hexe verbrannt werden sollte."
"War sie eine Hexe?"
"Keine Ahnung. Kannte sie nicht."
"Hmm...ist bestimmt besser so. Hexen sind ziemlich gefährlich."
"Aye. Wie die meisten Magier."
"Genau, wusstest du, dass ein paar Magier aus Lor-Angur in Albar sind?"
"Wirklich? Was wollen die?"
"Das weis wohl keiner."
Der Seemann zuckt mit den Schultern und beide trinken ihr Bier. Mehr hörst du nicht.
- Shandariel el Lysanthrai
- Posts: 584
- Joined: Fri Jul 16, 2004 10:08 pm
- Location: Somewhere on Vanima
- Contact:
You hear from Trollsbane townsmen that they saw a beautiful elfess stumbling through the town, holding her side. They say further she looked like the elfess who was involved in a fight between a guard woman and orcs
---------------------------
Du hörst von Bürgern Trollsbanes das sie eine wunderschöne Elfe sahen wie sie durch die Straßen stolperte und ihre Seite hielt. Sie sagen weiterhin das sie wie die Elfe aussah die zuvor noch in einen Kampf zwischen einer Wächterin und Orks involviert war
---------------------------
Du hörst von Bürgern Trollsbanes das sie eine wunderschöne Elfe sahen wie sie durch die Straßen stolperte und ihre Seite hielt. Sie sagen weiterhin das sie wie die Elfe aussah die zuvor noch in einen Kampf zwischen einer Wächterin und Orks involviert war
- Lance Thunnigan
- Posts: 1749
- Joined: Sun Jan 29, 2006 12:02 am
- Location: The 918, OK
Origin of the Figure?
You hear a man talking to himself along side the walls of Trollsbane, you think he's crazy, but you overhear some of what he's saying.
--He's loose again.. Killing innocent--
--Grihm youngbl--
As you walk farther away, the sounds of his speaking grows faint.
--He's loose again.. Killing innocent--
--Grihm youngbl--
As you walk farther away, the sounds of his speaking grows faint.
- Jon Childs
- Posts: 727
- Joined: Sat Sep 17, 2005 5:25 pm
- Location: Location not edited since 5/12/05-Join me in my quest for locations that are overly long and dated
You hear a citizen talking to another citizen for a brief second
"Ye hear that the Young Recruit, tha one all monster like and things."
"He's a boy, can't be a monster"
"He's said ta be wicked with a blade, Everyone says it's because he's a windslasher, dunno what that means, bat heh. ANYWAYS! back to meh story! They say that boy goes to the Jail house every night."
"A Guard actually STAYING AT the Jail house?"
"Yeah, but they say he falls asleep once he gets inside and sits down, But no one ever wants to go in there alone with him."
"Gnah! go eat your dinner and stop your useless babble."
"Ye hear that the Young Recruit, tha one all monster like and things."
"He's a boy, can't be a monster"
"He's said ta be wicked with a blade, Everyone says it's because he's a windslasher, dunno what that means, bat heh. ANYWAYS! back to meh story! They say that boy goes to the Jail house every night."
"A Guard actually STAYING AT the Jail house?"
"Yeah, but they say he falls asleep once he gets inside and sits down, But no one ever wants to go in there alone with him."
"Gnah! go eat your dinner and stop your useless babble."
- Randolph Pintslayer
- Posts: 34
- Joined: Sat Dec 17, 2005 7:46 pm
Drei Frauen sind grade am Marktplatz in klatsch und tratsch verwickelt
"Dieser Enwell scheint wircklich nicht genug zu bekommen, mit seiner gier nach weiblichen Fleisch"
"Ja erst Meriel, dieses Flittchen, dann Kitty und nun diese Eviliel."
"Was Eviliel auch?"
"Ja im Krankenhaus, ueber die Stadtmauern hinaus hat man sie stoehnen hoeren."
"Wenn das so ist darf er mich vielleicht auhc mal im Krankenhaus.."
"Hoer doch auf! So ein Mann bringt nur unglueck."
"Falsch er BE-glueckt."
Und so geht das geschnatter in ein wildes gekicher auf.
"Dieser Enwell scheint wircklich nicht genug zu bekommen, mit seiner gier nach weiblichen Fleisch"
"Ja erst Meriel, dieses Flittchen, dann Kitty und nun diese Eviliel."
"Was Eviliel auch?"
"Ja im Krankenhaus, ueber die Stadtmauern hinaus hat man sie stoehnen hoeren."
"Wenn das so ist darf er mich vielleicht auhc mal im Krankenhaus.."
"Hoer doch auf! So ein Mann bringt nur unglueck."
"Falsch er BE-glueckt."
Und so geht das geschnatter in ein wildes gekicher auf.