Ye Morning Poste

Inferno at the Poste!
Poste offices gutted by mystery blaze

A fierce blaze swept through the Poste?s Trinsic offices last week, destroying our presses and completely decimating our archives. Fortunately no one has been hurt, although Miss Skeeter?s favourite handbag was a casualty (every cloud has a silver lining! The thing was hideous!)
The fire is thought to have started last Saturday night, but the cause is still unknown. Arson has not been ruled out. Could it be an insurance job? A disgruntled reader? Or did some clumsy tinker knock over a candle?
Builders have been in all week and we?ve finally got our delicate hands on a new printing press, so it?s business as usual for your favourite newspaper.
Apologies for the inconvenience, and thanks for your patience, lovely readers.


VanQa Kidnapped
Crazed drow makes off with our beloved tavernkeeper

VanQa, she of the silver hair and golden tonsils, has been snatched from the Rose by her stalker, crazed drow Iglata Slyannen.
A small group of VanQa?s friends, including VanQa?s rumoured beau, Devante Stirling and his Marksmen, dishy paladin Pierre Vikor of Trinsic, and injured Kaldor Commander Cal Soulshadow, tracked the drow to a hideout outside Umbra. However, the portcullis was locked and the drow refused to come out to play. He was seen disappearing through a moongate with several henchmen, all dressed in black. VanQa was not seen, and many now fear for her safety.
According to her sister, Cenire, Iglata?s unhealthy attachment to VanQa is due to that old chestnut, unrequited love. An adopted orphan, Iglata was raised alongside VanQa?s grandmother, and the young drow fell deeply in love with her. Unfortunately, she grew to love and marry another, leaving Iglata insane with jealousy. Since he could not have her, he decided that noone could, and placed a terrible, fatal curse on her that aged her thousands of years in a matter of seconds.
Unluckily for VanQa, she so closely resembles her grandmother that Iglata believes her to be a reincarnation, and her friends and family fear that history will repeat itself.
VanQa?s husband, Miguen, has been missing for some time, and VanQa was recently upset to receive a box of his bloodstained clothes, and two severed ears, from Iglata.
Let us hope that this madman is caught before he can harm her further!





Rumours

Sally Buttons was spotted outside Trinsic with her very good friend, Ivan the cook. Of course, coy Mrs Buttons was quick to deny that anything improper had occurred between herself and Ivan, because she was married. When it was pointed out that her married status did not deter her from having a brief fling with Kaldorian, Arinar De Aviram, Mrs Buttons blushed scarlet and burst into tears. But of course!

Fabulously butch Kaldor Commander Cal Soulshadow has returned to the Kaldorian homeland of Gorimdor in the hope that surgeons can repair her shattered shoulder. The commander was injured during recent clashes between loyalists and rebels up in Minoc, but what first appeared to be a simple fracture is now in danger of becoming a career-ending injury.
Accompanied by hulking hunk Kai, she boarded a ship early this morning, leaving Captain Talon to keep an eye on the army. No pun intended!

Talking of Kai, the big man was seeing enjoying a jug or seven of cider in the Keg and Anchor last night. Kai, who usually only touches water, seemed to take a liking to the evil brew and was later seen being guided towards the gate by his commander, looking very much the worse for wear. Let?s just hope it?s not a rough crossing, eh?



What?s on?

TONIGHT:

Haven Horse Race, Haven Docks, 19.00

TOMORROW:

The Trinsic Rose is open for business, Trinsic Moongate, from 19.00




Letters

The Poste is ready for business again, so please get writing!

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Rebels Rampage!
Allies or foes? Nobodys knows!
The rebels, clearly not satisfied with opposing the King took to fighting one another yesterday. Trinsics streets were filled with rebels (Loyalist town indeed!), armed to the teeth with weapons and insults!

Tensions ran high last night between the crooked Kaldorians ad the cowardly Covians, begging the question, just how strong is their alliance?
The Trinsicans stood baffled as fighting roared through their town, people of all ages grabbing a weapon and fighting one another. The Covians claiming Kaldorians were traitors, stupid, and a whole list of insults, and the Kaldorians not taking time to argue back, grabbing weapons and defending their name.

The first casualty however was that of a mere civillian, later I discovered why. The man, a worker at Swaggers Inn, after finding his way back to his feet, and nursing some wounds, was heard to shout
"Swaggers will be a Loyalist ONLY tavern!".
Seems even the citizens of Vesper are beginning to see sense and turn against the rebels.

My sister also sent me this statement from Cove;
''Jus tryin' ter get a drink I wos. Sat in der tavern dere, and dis bunch o' Kaldorians stormed in shoutin' all sorts! 'Em Covians wern't ter happy. 'Em were even sayin' they wos finally goin' ter get ter take some sort o' revenge on 'em Kaldorian scum. I wos shocked, I ain't never fort people cud beh so rude''.
Seems the trouble spread further than just Trinsic, right into the heart of the rebels.
Call it a day and join the right side! Long live the King!


Haven Heroics!
Loyalists storm towards an ill-fate at the hands of rebellious Haven!
From your correspondent in unfashionable places

Last night the quiet of our island was disturbed by the invasion of something more threatening than the customary incursions of mongbats and horde minions.

There seemed to be several waves of troubles, which may or may not be connected.

A pile of bodies littered the streets near the forge, and the militia were nowhere to be seen. A little while later, some seriously injured members of General Darkion's troops limped back into the town, having repelled some invaders from Jhelon, it seems.

The general and his troops took some time in the town square recovering from their injuries, and explained how the Jhelomites had tried to attack the island in two waves: however it is a long way from Jhelom by sea, and those invading troops must have been either seasick or suffering from nightshade poisoning. In any case, they never reached the town, or rather village.

Later, however, a band of ruffians in black robes ran wild in the town, causing serious injury and consternation.

Haven is no longer simply unfashionable, but also lawless, and I will be submitting my claim for an increase in salary to cover compensation for mental anguish.


Rebels move on Yew!
Blood shed and tears
Sunday saw yet more blood fill the lands of Britainnia as rebels took to sotrming more of the Kings land. Marching through Yew as if they owned it, the rebels stormed undeserving Loyalists. While the battle began, healers from all over Sosaria set up a field hospital ready to tend to those wounded.

The battle seemed to be over fairly quickly, the rebels being forced form Stonekeep by a vareity of Loyalists. Though, as they settled back into routine, a handful of men in green returned whispering something to the Captain. I've never seen the men arm themselves so fast.. they armed up and charged, so bravely, towards the field hospital. The rebels had been gathering up again, and the Loyalists were determined to rid them from their land. After what seemed an endless battle, the rebels just kept coming, and soon, unfortunately over powered the Loyalists. Loyalists of Sosaria, don't be discouraged! We -will- beat the rebels if we stick together! Hail the King!


What?s On?

Tonight:

The Trinsic Rose Repair Hour 7PM - 8PM

Tomorrow:

Not a sausage, well that I've been invited to anyway! If you're holding an event, a party, a secret meeting even! Let us at the poste know.

Friday:

The Trinsic Rose 7PM-10PM


Rumours

Duke Irvyn seems to of disappeared, last week he ventured off to Spiritwood and hasn't been seen since. Has Lady Caroline finally sent him insane and he's done a runner? She has been heard nagging him more than usual lately, or could it be something to do with the disappearance of Miss Seriya DeLacey? All I know is, something's amiss! Answers on a post-card please.

Swaggers Inn is rumoured to now be a Loyalist only tavern! Where will the rebels go? Does anyone even care? We need to rid Sosaria of more rebel locations! Good on you Swaggers!


Letters to the Editor

Dere miss
i think tis verry bad that you writ that thing abaht me in the paper. I has always bin a good and vurchuous girl and ent never done nothink improppar, to make me usband sham'd of me.
Ivan as bin me fiend fer many a yeare sinse we was bothe fiftene and first come ter Trinsic. As fer that other fellowe, well there warnt nothink goin on bertwene us, he were kind to me and bort me dinner a cuple of tymes.
I loves me usband verry dearley and wuld nevar giv him eny corse ter dowt me.
so ye may kepe yer nastey insni..*crossed out*....insinarn..*crossed out*.......words wat ent true to yerself, and dunt be ritin sich turrible lyes about pore foke wat carnt asnwer bak.
yr obidiant sarvant
S. Buttons (Mrs)



CaLuum uv SHaduw-Cort, Asteri WatChes.
Lat hab woRdens dat she wAhnts
Preper fur uZ, Sahgorim
(Well, I couldn't make sense of it.. but being the kind, caring person I am, I've put it in anyway - GG)

Ye Morning Poste

Covians Uncovered!
The shocking truth behind the Battle of Stonekeep.

Just when the horrible Rebel hordes are feasting (probably on each other) and celebrating about an apparent Victory in Stonekeep, we cunning Poste types have discovered their devious little ploy. According to done Mr Firelance, Besieger of the glorious Guardsmen Militia, the Covian rabble chose to hide amongst ?neutral? healers during the Yewish charge, causing our brave boys to lose track and falter.

How noble our trusty tinmen are! Just when you think they couldn?t get any sweeter, the turn around and give you a bunch of tulips. Metaphorically, of course.

Mr Firelance went on to claim that the Guardsmen, and indeed, the entire loyalist force, would never stoop to such acts of cowardliness, and that they?d ?Fight to the last man standing.? Good gosh - How very brave and perhaps a little sexist of him! He added, ?Conquest through fire and steel!? which I assumed to be some sort of battle cry, although exactly why he roared the words at little me, armed with only my quivering little quill, I can hardly imagine.


[A guest story coming up, along with a bit of reporting by yours truly! ? H.H.]


Disaster Strikes Trinsic
Duke Irvyn Middlethorn Kidnapped

Confirmation that the Duke has been kidnapped: on Tuesday a note was found left in the jail apparently demanding a ransom, rumoured to be 10 million gold. Sergeants Kaelyn and Orson went off to Spiritwood to investigate but didn?t find anything. However, last night Guardsman John found another ransom note. It was hard to read, being written in something only approximating normal Britannian, but with help from Countess Gwyn (not just a pretty face .. or whatever), it was deciphered. The Countess then went off to the crossroads near Britain with Guardsman John, Guardswoman Natalie, and an old man called Hearon who just happened to be passing at the time. Alas, no Duke was forthcoming, but a number of things were established: the kidnapper is a woman, referred to as a witch, and is extremely dangerous. So much so that the go-between committed suicide rather than report his failure to obtain the ransom. The trail led on to Serpents Hold, but still no Duke, only a strange series of fluttering fairies in the fire dungeon, mysterious mushrooms sprouting in various places, and a torn up book of tales about shipwrecks found in the inn. However, from various bits and pieces of information cleverly put together (let?s hope they got it right and aren?t just away with the fairies), it seems the optimum time to try and retrieve the lost Duke will be this Friday, and will involve a dangerous sea voyage.

Being the intrepid reporter I am, I sought to interrogate the public about the Duke?s sudden disappearance. - H.H.]

?I am concerned with the absence of the Duke as it forments instability. The Duke?s presence provides more stability than most would realise.? ? Imrae

?It's definitely terrible, but whoever is to blame for it will be caught, I have no doubt about that. I'm sure things in Trinsic will try and continue on without him? I blame the rebels.? - Retired Guard Tanya

?Somebuduh ?ulse kidnapped Dukuh in distruss? Oh nuh! Cecul alwuhs wuntud tuh buh ?us Prince Charmun??? ? Some idiot with a box of hats.


Orcish Migration
Are we ever safe?

There have been recent reports that bands of greenskins have been sighted around the outskirts of Trinsic. Though as of yet it is unclear where they came from, I am nevertheless trembling in my furry little boots. With so many stories of their rampaging warmongering tendencies and disgusting personal hygine, they?re practically Kaldorian maul knights!

However, some extremely biased evidence in the form of tribal marking suggests that the beastly creatures may have originated from Yew. Well, I never! You would think that such foul fiends would quickly be put to an end by the brave resident Guardsmen, but alas, they appear to have spread. Who?s going to deal with them, then? Well, guards and militias around Sosaria appear to be too caught up in fighting one another to care about the problem as it stands, and we are in perilous lack of young heroes who are into dragon bashing, orc slaying and that sort of thing. Sigh!


Captain Talon: In Profile
A peek into the life of a Kaldorian Cyclops?

Strolling into the Keg and Anchor late at night can be a terrifying ordeal. All around, all manners of creatures are throwing ale bottles around, shouting, jeering, and having deep philosophical conversations about the state of Sosaria today.

Last night though, stooped over an ale was Captain Talon of the Kaldorian army. A lesser woman would of course have just dropped her jaw and run away screaming, but I am proud to tell all of you that, after I did this, I strolled back in casually and gave him an offer he couldn?t refuse. It was, of course, a game of chess.

Knowing that you can instantly tell everything about someone by the way they nudge their pawns, I was full of anxious excitement as I slipped out my notebook and started anticipating all manner of hidden truths he might divulge. However, I was a little perplexed. Of course, the game went as predicted ? he brutishly killed off all my pieces one by one until declaring a barbaric checkmate, Kaldorian style. The man behind the board though, was quiet and reserved. Not saying much about anything, he talked a little bitterly of days gone by and how everything was better ?back in the day.? Furthermore, he expressed great interest in writing, particularly of the sort I was doing. Could it be the great Kaldorian bully has been subdued enough to consider poetry, needlework and flower arranging as an alternative to being beaten across the face and jabbed in the eye? I have wondered how the lack of morale affects the soldiers, but for once in this sorry bloody campaign, I nearly felt sorry for the winking Captain. I do hope the Loyalists won?t be too hard on him once this campaign is through.




Rumours

A salesman known as Dust has been wandering around Trinsic selling what he calls ?Diamond Jewels? for a ridiculously low price. Conman or just plain idiot? Time will tell.

It seems Jern Fretting is in the process of making a complete fool of himself by falling for VanQa. He has showered her with gifts, love poems, and been giving her a lot of attention. All this was before she was kidnapped, of course. They were also seen together at Haven Market holding hands. With her husband on a long journey (so they say) and with his wife and children safely tucked away in hiding from Iglata's threats, it seems that Trinsic's simple smith had been taking advantage of VanQa's loneliness and vulnerability. He will be disappointed. And what will Moll Sinders say when she returns?




Letters to the Editor


Dear Poste,

Regarding your story on Covians and Kaldorians in Trinsic last night, I can verify that, whilst one or two of them were genuined, a good number of them were imposters, trying to stir up trouble.
I recognised one of the "Covians" as Leo Madsen, a Sergeant in the Guardsmen Militia. A couple of the others also looked suspiciously familiar.
I made the Trinsic guards aware of this fact but not, unfortunately, before one of the imposters struck me and rendered me unconscious.
A true Kaldorian will always bear the maker's mark of a Kaldorian crafter on their armour. These imposters wore armour that was unmarked. If in doubt, check the armour for its authenticity.

Regards

Harry Donnerstag
Kaldor Viper
Army of Kalor




Announcements

The lady at Haven Market who ordered and pre-paid me for a valorite war-fork. Its ready for you to collect, of exceptional quality. You can find me in The Trinsic Rose at 7-8 pm Friday, or leave a message in the post box there for me.

Jern Fretting



What's On?

Mondays and Fridays:

The Trinsic Rose 7PM-10PM

Ye Morning Poste

Peace treaty
A story by Gretcha Gossip

The shock announcement that the Loyalist alliance had requested peace talks with the Republic of Vesper sparked a great deal of rumours and gossip as to where the talks would take place, after receiving a reliable tip I ventured to Moonglow.
After a short while both parties arrived, the Vesperians armed to the teeth and flanked by numerous visible and hidden bodyguards, with the Loyalists apparently hopeful of a peaceful resolution, unarmed and friendly.

The negotiations stuttered from the start, with Vesper throwing jibes at the Loyalist commanders, who in turn brushed them off and struggled valiantly to put the talks back on course.
Still, the Vesperians focused on laying down ridiculous demands as the talks wore on, as if buying time until their Covian allies could arrive, which they soon did.
Numerous Covian soldiers marched into Moonglow flinging insults at the Loyalists, before throwing tables, chairs and even shubbery aside, damaging property of the people of Moonglow.

Throughout the ordeal the Loyalists maintained their stance of desiring peace but the rebels continued to ravage the meeting place, with Hanse Davion even going so far as to lie to the Covians in order to save his own skin.
Nils Twothumb appealed to the Covians for a continuation to the peace-talks and was promptly assaulted before being led off to the Covian dungeons.

It would seem that Cove care little for the freedom of all peoples, instead they are motivated by greed and the lust for power, exerting their authority over their Vesperian lackeys as and when they feel the need.

The Vesperian leaders departed shortly after the arrest of Twothumb, although Hanse Davion remained behind, showing little concern for Nils, Tabbitha or even his own men.
It was then that Davion revealed what he had been up to the entire time, sitting down to talk to the Loyalist commanders in an effort to continue the peace-talks, his earlier refusal clearly a ruse for the benefit of the Covians, soon after both parties departed to continue talks in secret.

Below are a few sketches made of the evening;


Rumours

Tsugi a blind barmaid in Cove seems to latch onto everything with a pulse, I guess loosing your eye sight makes you clingy or perhaps shes not really blind and is using it to try pull in the hunky Covian men?
And also has anyone else noticed Covian moods of late? They have been switching from angry to sad with the click of a finger, does it have something to do with these gems they are searching for? Who knows..



Letters

"(Whatever you say Davion darling, whatever you say - PP*)


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Whats on?

University Night: Actual happenings in Sosaria and the defeat of the Void

Ye Morning Poste

Duke Rescued!
(but probably needs it all over again...)

Darlings, the Poste press room smells like terrible, terrible singed bits here and there, but fortuantely no one seems worse for wear. However, your darling reporter has been able to collect herself enough to find out that the adorable Duke Irvyn was rescued by a cadre of clever, clever guards (including the devilishly sexy Lance Williams).

The poor old Middlethorne had sailed (or been sailed) out to a shipwreck just near the mysterious Serpent Pillars, and had found himself washed up on an ancient shipwreck there. Guarded by sea serpents, he just couldn't bring himself to swim 500 miles back to shore - all that work behind the desk obviously doesn't do wonders for the swimming muscles. According to the words of people who saw him brought back, though, the seaweed and raw fish diet looks like it's going to be all the rage; that little paunch he was developing (yes dear, you were) has completely gone. Your friendly reporter was speaking to the rather fit Sheriff of Trinsic the other day - perhaps the Duke's disappearance and diet was formed by a little professional jealousy? Hmmm?

The Duke's absence didn't stop him obtaining a large amount of written information (probably very wet drivel) which is currently on display in the Duchy records office. Scholars are yet to be clamouring to get access to the paperwork, probably due to the fact that one can smell it from the far side of Trinsic.

As a wonderful little coda (that will terrify even the most stranded man) it appears that Countess Gwyn "I'm only in it for the honey" Quaintly has rushed to the Duke's rescue, sweeping him away to an undisclosed location to help with his recovery. Best of luck, Duke Irvyn. Your darling reporter will be sure to send out the search parties later today!


Bad for your Elf?
Dreadful pun pervades serious story

Your equal opportunities reporter isn't one of those racialist people, and feels a need to point out when enough is enough... While travelling through the wilds of Yew (on an errand to hand in some wonderful fabric, don't you know) your excited reporter found herself watching the hideous scene playing out. A young elvish man was hiding, wimpering, inside one of the houses on the outskirts of Yew town. He told me that he had been attacked, and whipped to an inch of his life after he had found himself lost in the woods, after travelling through the Heartwood gate.

He had then been set up by four men, who proceeded to beat the merry hell out of him. As your compassionate reporter was talking to him, an angry mob passed by outside, lead by a brute with a nice face, but dreadful breath. Fortunately, your heartfelt reporter managed to hide the poor elf, and has spirited him away to a save location within Trinsic. The poor lad wants to head back to Yew, but is in a dreadful state.

A warning, then - your crusading reporter will be defending elves from those aggressors - no matter how cute they are. The aggressors, not the elves.


Local Round-up
Spiritwood

A traveller in Spiritwood was alarmed late on Friday evening by what he claims was a daemon on the roof of the University. The man, who only gave his name as Drew, said:
"It was bellowing and howling something chronic, could hear it from miles off. Thought it had escaped from the hedge maze at first, but it was a big grey thing, not red like the ones there, and it was stuck on the roof of the old University building. It looked over the edge at me a few times but it didn't show any signs of jumping on me, which they usually do."
One wonders what this means and whether this is the simple and obvious explanation of why the old Chancellor is missing.


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Letters to the Editor

No letters today - but thank you for the notices and adverts. Remember to let us know all your requirements! The Poste is your paper!



Whats on?

Tonight - Sunday - 8pm - Umbra University
Tonight's topic: Defeat of the Void Shadow
A discussion about the heroic victory over the Void Shadow, and a trip to the location the creature vacated - as well as a round up of current events.
Gates will be provided - from several locations, including Umbra Moongate

Monday for beer and cheer at the Trinsic Rose!

Thursday 5th October - 8pm - Cove Town Centre
Cove Relaxation evening - including a storytelling contest.

Know of anything else happening? Let the Poste announce it to all and sundry! Or Monday, or Tuesday!

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ooc yes it looks like the Shadow Court Poste but thats all I have been sent - please submit your stories

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The Search goes on..
For Chancellor Michael.
Yesterday multi-wife Duke Irvyn Middlethorn lead a group of Duchy guardsmen to a university in spiritwood to find clues to the disapperance of Chancellor Michael. On entering the university the party was charged by a demon which was stuck on the lower floor of the building. Raising their weapons the guardsmen present charged the demon so their precious Duke would go unharmed. Its unknown whether the demon was an experiment of Chancellor Michael's or it was placed there to purposely attack the Duke and his party.
The party searched the university and many letters and scrolls were found; according to a report done by John of the duchy "One of which was personal note from Mr. Michael. Apparently he had access to find ancient knowledge which could cause great harm."



According to my sources a book was found on the subject of witches, one which did dwell upon an icy island (remind you any anyone). It was decided that the witch lived in a place called 'The Hidey Hole' which to me sounds like a childs play place. Of course being the meddlesome Duke he is the Irvyn ordered them to find this witch and when they did apparently she was filling a pot with all kinds of tiddly poping things!



After a small donation of blood to the smelly old crone she told the party about a book that Michael was searching for before he disappeared. The book apparently is located underneath the dragons in the fire temple and the Duke will be leading a party for further investigation this friday.

(Thank you our witch for supplying these fantastic pictures.)



Rumours

Do we hear wedding bells a ringing? According to my sources a lemon loving Covian Dragoon is planning a wedding for himself and a certain red haired vixen that works behind Coves very own 'Green Goblin' tavern. Speaking of which has anyone else noticed the organization which Grief Dryth Gry is putting into the Goblin of recent, what is this bald menace up too?


Letters

denizens of darkness

unspeakable rituals

Editor,

I am distressed to encounter reporting from people who seem to be confusing the Shadow Court with, perhaps, a group of evil mages or an attacking army that has chosen to attack.

I refer to the description of the Court as denizens of darkness. Apart from grumpy Salazar, none of us are 'of darkness'. Perhaps the reporters concepts of Shadow are a bit negative? Just having the word Shadow in my groups name doesn't mean that we skulk, assassinate, or trouble the land. Remember - Shadow is made up of a good measure of darkness and light!

And then to go on about unspeakable rituals... Good grief - the only unspeakable ritual I've heard of in recent days is increasing the time-between-bathing for most residents of the land to 7 days instead of 14! I have not, to the best of my knowledge been involved in an unspeakable ritual, and I do not intend to start now.

Finally - Muldran Skull. I know I haven't been eating well recently, but I assure that my head is as fleshy as the next person's.

Yours in anticipation,

Muldran.

(Darling, your named The Shadow Court - Enough said - PP*)
To the Editor,

I was most vexed when reading a report in your publication about a recent lecture at Umbra university, to see members of the Shadow Court who attended being described as "denizens of darkness"

Nothing in fact could be further from the truth. Indeed we are those who choose to confront the Greater Darkness in all its many forms which threatens every one of us.

In a world where most people appear consumed with petty territorial squabbles and prejudices, the Court is in fact something of an oasis of toleration and enlightenment.

Mayhap one of your reporters should travel to Rhovanion to see what the Court truely represents in order to better report who and what we are.

Respectfully,

Gorthyn, Lord Cardinal of the Shadow Court.


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Whats on?

Cove Relaxation Evening - TONIGHT 8:00PM

Trinsic Archery Contest - TONIGHT.

Volunteers required Friday 6th October

Ye Morning Poste

Hot News!
Duke's expedition to Fire Temple a success.

Darlings, it's always nice when something goes to plan, and for Duke Irvyn, the expedition to the Fire Temple resulted in the old man collecting his missing book (the lengths some people go to in order to avoid Library fines astounds your prompt reporter). Of course, he was abley assisted by the elven group and the Knights Templar, as well as his own Duch Guards, and, yes he generally did just shout out support rather than wading in, but one has to be cultuered, now.


Unfortunately, the book is no use at all as a clue to the missing Chancellor?s whereabouts, being entirely blank with only a nasty greyish light on its pages. To anyone who has spend their time trawling the many books in this land, this could come as a bit of an upset.

A further consultation with the witch took place. Fortunately this time she did not ask for blood, but neither was she very helpful, only saying that Chancellor Michael already had details of a ceremony which could be performed to reveal the contents of the book. So it was back to Spiritwood University, where, after much searching by everyone, the noble Lord Taggart discovered the required volume describing the Azak-Vil ceremony. The ingredients required may prove somewhat difficult, being the hide of an ancient wyrm, as much blood as possible from blood elementals, phoenix feathers, and more blood (is this a vampire book?) from an elf. An attempt to get these various articles and perform the ceremony will be made on Sunday, and the Duke has asked for help again.


Trinsic Archery Competition Results
A notice from Kaelyn of the Duchy Guards

The full results are now out - with Vanessa winning the first prize of a special engraved bow and 10,000 gold.

Also, congratulations to Talon, who had the least difference of told and shot score, and won a special engraved bow and 5,000 gold.


Good luck next time to the others and Esmeralda who won a special engraved bow and some arrows to train, so she might win next time.

See you at the next competition!


Local Round-up
Rhovanion

Seems busy in the snowy valley, with old Knight Errant (Erratic?) Gorthyn summoning people long since departed from the lands, and setting up something he refers to as the Shadow Order.

In other news, it seems that Muldran Skully has regained his lost 'Elemental Stones' and has begun pestering people about ritual magic once more.

Trinsic

Several incidents have taken place on the outskirts of the city, with shadowy figures watching both gates to the Sandstone City. Although no violence has befallen anyone (yet!) who are these mysterious figures, and what do they want?

Tokuno Islands

The Empress of these distant Islands has asked for the assistance of the people in gathering her lost treasures. It is rumoured that this action has come about due to amounts of blackrock being washed up on the beaches of the Islands - and quickly being snapped up by the wildlife.


Letters to the Editor

No letters today.


Whats on?

Tonight - Sunday - 8pm - Umbra University
Tonight's topic: Spellweaving and the Powers of Nature.
Gates will be provided - from several locations, including Umbra Moongate

and

Tonight - Sunday - 8pm - Trinsic West Gate
Tonight's topic: Expedition to gather magical reagents. Sponsored by the Duke
Gather at the West Gate, Trinsic.

Monday for beer and cheer at the Trinsic Rose!

Know of anything else happening? Let the Poste announce it to all and sundry! Or Monday, or Tuesday!

Ye Morning Poste

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Ye Morning Poste

**Rushed to you by the Hooded Claw - Reporting From Where Others Fear to Tread**


News from Yew

The Doubles Tournament held in Yew was won by Captain Bladius Dart, and D'Gar Guard Gotrek. Second place were two strangers called Bill and Bull - though they were found to be using strangely crafted weapons. Once they were taken from them and replaced with ordinary ones, they lost quite quickly. Paladin Pierre from Trinsic did really well, teamed up with a Marksman from the Militia. Had all sorts of people there. Even elves! And some horrid magic users! They were lucky not to be burnt at the stake.

-comment- News from Yew about rumours of an increase in Orcish activity have been strenuously denied by the citizenry of Yew in recent developments. The smell of roasting flesh has been drifting across the highways from the Orc fort – lets hope it isn’t of the human variety.

Vesper Viewpoint

A couple of weeks ago, Vesper agreed a cease-fire with the Loyalists until peace talks had been settled. The terms of peace were simply that Vesper wouldn't take force against the Loyalists, and the Loyalists will leave Vesper alone and stay out of it (pretty reasonable) then two days later, Vesper attacked the Loyalists in Cove, in a battle that had nothing to do with them. And again recently they took to attacking the loyalists in Minoc - showing how unreasonable Vesper are.

So peace talks are well and truly off.

-comment- has Twothumb and his strange wife really fallen under the spell of the so-called Hedge Witch of Vesper? Or is the greedy grasping dictator just after more gold mines and more peasants to subjugate?

BlackRock News and Explorer’s Corner

Some Scholars of the Duchy of Trinsic have been investigating the links between the Falling Stars, the Rifts and the associated BlackRock. They sought out Lady Cherry of the ShadowCourt and her husband Decardo Imier to aid in their adventure and quest for knowledge.

Recent rumours connecting the Void Shadow, Saktoth’s Dark Arts and the recent Blackrock rain have yet to be established as fact. I have noticed on my travels that many have been off into the wilds of Tokuno seeking the remains of the washed up treasures. Rumour has it that small fragments of Blackrock can be found over there.

Let us hope that none are planning on using the Blackrock for their nefarious arts.

Trinsic Loses a Chancellor

So whilst a few have been delving into the matter of the Rifts, it seems the Duke of Trinsic’s party have been off on some adventures of their own the folk are saying its something to do with one of their Chancellors. All this reporter knows is some came back a bit burned.

Brigands on the Increase – Jhelom a Ghost Town – is there a connection?

It seems that the recently busy Jhelom town has lost many of its fine guardsmen and women and that even the street gangs of that happy place have deserted its shores. Meanwhile rumour has it that old Hammerhead himself – Henry Winter – has been seen lurking and looks like his old band of less-than-merry men are on the prowl. Is there any connection between the return of Henry Winter and the disappearance of Karl Altdorf? Maybe Henry has him kidnapped somewhere and is awaiting payment…

More Brigand News

The Might Raul – once the scourge of the highways – has been mentioned amongst the criminal classes of Trinsic and Vesper as “moving back” into his normal routine of mugging, larceny and intimidation. Well maybe someone can hire him to give Henry Winter a good beating.

New Paws

Some comings and goings in the area of New Paws would suggest the rise and rise of this small but exclusive community. Rumours of large gold and diamond mines in the area are also denied by local residents.

Trinsic Rose

Commander Cal Soulshadow and “consort” Kai were seen together in the Trinsic Rose last night – ballsy Cal and man mountain Kai were spotted with Callum Fitzhugh discussing erotic books. It seems Kai sees a bowl of water as the best thing to make his loins move. [Whatever turns you on I suppose] Cal seems to be recovering well from another wound – her body must look like a patchwork quilt under her sexy armour. Kai meanwhile seems like a blank canvas – or at least seems like a blank to this author.

Callum was there investigating the “sleeping” Lady VanQa and came up with a few ideas and notions and offered his aid. More news on Sleeping Beauty VanQa as it arrives from Eska Eledie!

Muldran Skully and Alynora – new love item?

Has green-haired bachelor Muldran finally fallen in love? Winsome Alynora would make a fine catch for the hapless wizard of Rhovanion but Muldran, all fingers and thumbs at the best of times, would he know where to put himself in sultry temptress Alynora’s arms?

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Sahgorim meet me at eight of the clock tomorrow night Barrier Island Bridge come alone and unarmed. Mal-clu.

Ye Morning Poste

Capital Street Cleaners Get a Rise!
Sweeping up Rebel hordes is such a daunting task, after all?

Yesterday it emerged that a band of fearsome warriors hailing from the scum-ridden lands of Vesper and Haven marched foolishly into our capital city of Britain. Breaking the mould from the usual bunch of jovial jesters that habitually inhabit the bank area, the intruders were soon singled out and battered senseless. Three cheers for our brave boys from Yew!

Neither the victors nor the fleeing Rebels were available for comment. The Loyalist lovelies appeared to be deep in celebration and ale, as they should. The Rebels were...well? revolting. Professional journalism is a wonderful thing, but ? dear readers - it should not come at the cost of my poor little nose. As it was I had to rub myself down with herbal essences (comes in a cream now!) and apply ludicrous amounts of cucumber to my eyes before I could safely say that I was civilised again.

Where was I? Ah yes, the battle. Particularly moody readers have been telling me I?m rubbish at telling the nitty-gritty of gruesome encounters, but it is a terrible thing, getting someone else to sit on the sidelines and write a vomit-covered report about the bludgeoning and battering that I hear goes on in such shenanigans. I?m sure, all things considered; you?d all love to look at my beautiful flowery language about shoes. Agree? Tell me so! Disagree? Shove off!




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There are lots of letters printed in this edition. Unfortunately, most of them make up words. - H.H.




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Saturday 14th, 9.30 - Opening of the House of Rotten Grapes.

Mondays and Fridays - Vanqa's Tavern open for business and general hilarity.

Ye Morning Poste

Undead Activity increasing
Whatever are we to do?!

My dear readers the title of this article is indeed true. The undead which dwell within Yew crypts have pushed aside their coffins and sharpened their blades and are back in action, live and kicking (well.. not really).
Not only has undead activity increased in Yew but in Cove as well as several shrines containing mass amounts of gore have been dotted around the moongates and towns. Thank fully my dear readers I, Polly Patterson, are safe within the comfort of my office but I suggest everyone goes home and locks their doors as the undead are BACK and not just for Halloween.


Rumours

According to my sources hunter Larten of Cove and Hoagie or rather 'Mr Lemons' were seem having a man to man brawl yesterday which involved grabbing each others goolies until their cried - Strange men.

A mysterious love bug hit Cove recently and even rough and tough Covian drow Veldrin Ni'Harel was seen confessing her love and asking The Baron's hand in marriage - Shocking!

And they just wont stop will they? A new loyalist force from the north seems to be stirring up.



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