Rumor Alteran Rumors, Gossip, & Hearsay

Raphael Payne

Lord of Altera
Mystic
Auriel_
Auriel_
Mystic
#61
Merchantry seems to be a common sort of a thing. Deep in the south beyond most claims of man, elf or eark, not even death could stop industry. Orders were orders, and those who remained continued the shipping in of crude ores to be brought further south in exchange for gold or raw coppers. Though, that's all rumor. Some say the reality of it is that the autonomous order is operating on making naught of bandit camps and granting amnesty to those that join them, their iron or gold being absorbed to be placed in constant recycle of the growing district further south. Blue and black. Red and silver, aswell as the overencompassing black of it all. And so, the industry would continue unhindered it would seem, and the call of industry just beginning to roar.
 
#62
A cart with several chests bound and locked with the sigil of rahas upon them escorted by Telarion guards were delivered to the baron of the landing for use for the commoners of the city, and to further the building of the cathedral itself.
 

Fronslin

Lord of Altera
Mystic
Fronslin
Fronslin
Mystic
#63
A group of workers can be seen carrying what seems to be an arsenal and many books south-east from Sandaru. Someone is fleeing from the conflict.
 

Smurf

Lord of Altera
Mystic
Faodaile
Faodaile
Mystic
#64
An anonymous person has rested a small headstone carved with the simple Fae word for 'Light' on the outskirts of Sanardu (basically wherever is undeveloped currently). Beneath it rests a single poppy that is colored a strange pure golden color, as if it has been coated in gold itself- however it sways freely in the breeze, clearly living.
Some say that the poppy grew there itself, and others whisper of more strange explanations for its odd appearance... And the even more oddly, the carving above it.
 

Balatro

Secretly both Niah and Elz
Retired Staff
#65
Large amounts of charred lumber, original beams, other construction matarials are being moved northward out or Rogue's Hearth.

The burned hall, the kindling that ignited the Fuvur/sangian war. is being reconstructed very slowly in the north.
 

Antilogy

Do You Not Have Phones, Though?
Retired Staff
#66
A caravan of building materials headed from the Port at Storm's Landing to the seaside construction site known as Veraci was intercepted by what looked like a small band of vagabonds. Luckily, an unknown good samaritan stopped them before much was taken.

Rumor is that Wollston Cerendor wishes to reward this unknown protector and seeks more information regarding the identity of this individual or group. One might want to find an alternative route north until this vagabond group is stopped.
 

NIAH

Secretly Elz
Retired Staff
#67
After many days of absence from the Queensport castle, a lone steed is found alongside the gates. Elizabeth Kane's horse she cared for personally, and that had been gone from the stables as long as the Duchess had been. Blood cakes the side of the horse, although no wounds of its own can be found. Saddlebags filled with enough for a a short trip, maybe a day's worth of rations and untouched in the bag. The reins hang loose, and the leather strip shredded from something seemingly trying to gnaw it.

From where the horse came, it is uncertain. The blood does not bode well for the fate of its rider, off in the frozen snow.
Lannis Elz Rygan Mitch Cap Charybdis
 

Scardrac

o7
Retired Staff
#68
A new heresy has been born, plucked from an eldritch womb. Such dark thoughts come only from places that should never have been.

-

Starving vultures.

Warring dreamers.

Ignorance is our anchor.

Beyond our grasp.

No end in sight.

Solus
 
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blargtheawesome

... is very scientifical.
Staff member
#69
With Veilduine's ground too tainted from the destruction of Amalfia and salt spread through its earth from days gone by, the settlement there is unsustainable. With this in mind, the Fuvurians who lived there once have now gone to greener pastures throughout the empire, and the empire has retracted its land claim on this part of the coast.
 

Jak

Magus of Nothing
#70
The Horse Head Gang is gone - that much is clear to any who frequents the slums. How, and why, is whispered amongst the black market and opium dens - there is a new element controlling the underworld in Storm's Landing, but it remains nameless. Certainly, whoever it is, is less aggressive and open than the Horse Head Gang. Above ground, the slums seem remarkably safer, with gang members hanging around at doorways being much diminished.
 

Rossu

Lord of Altera
Mystic
Rossu_
Rossu_
LegendMystic
#71
A few hunters give stories and testimonies of the undead seemingly growing in numbers. The rumors are a change from the previous inactivity of the undead. Fear spreads among a few zealots who claim Skraag is raising his armies again against the mortals of the realm.
Time will tell what holds true.
 

Rossu

Lord of Altera
Mystic
Rossu_
Rossu_
LegendMystic
#72
Word spreads of a spider infestation growing in a small cave around the keep of Roseturm.. Few have been sighted, but it seems the rumors hold some weight..
 
#76
Imperial Fuvur troops have been seen moving into the lands of Telarion and running joint maneuvers with the house soldiers a air of change in the lands is settling in.
 

BoredBrit

Lord of Altera
Legend
BoredBritishGuy
BoredBritishGuy
Legend
#77
Once more crime has found its way home to the city of Storm's Landing. There are reports of the City's own postal service being burgled of many of its packages and letters. As far as witnesses go, only an old woman has stepped forward so far to claim she heard an almighty ruckus within the night but failed to see any thieves.

Across the city, in a seemingly independent series of events, there have been other reports regarding arson and destruction of property within the slums. Rumour has it that the drug trade was the main target of these acts of vandalism.
 

Niko

Lord of Altera
Mentor
#78
Banter along docks can be heard that a strange new drink recipe has been made in the south. Many dismiss it as just another tall tale spun by weary sailors cause who could possibly think throwing fire salamanders into brandy is a good idea.
 

Niko

Lord of Altera
Mentor
#79
A flurry of stories of last night escape the perimeter of Storm's Landing. It all started with a certain scar faced dandy socking Jack in the face. A bar brawl surely would've erupted had it not been for the prompt arrival of the city guard. This surely brazen scar faced dandy would have been captured if those trying to arrest him had not gotten distracted as soon as they got close. What an odd coincidence.

This dandy was last seen scampering off into the foothills behind Storm's Landing with his fur legged accomplice under the cover of darkness.
 
#80
The Once abandoned home that was the city of Abermore feels the touch of renewal and re growth as the builders of the city of slyannen move into its old ruins, The bridge finally repaired as artisans and crafstmen work tirelessly to bring the once ancient capital back to life. Scholars and those wishing to learn are invited to this second place of knowledge that seeks to find roots in the forest itself, all corners of knowledge stretch from healing arts to the magical arts are being collected for study. All the future knights of the royal kingdom are being sent to become educated and well versed in all fields of study for none will say not that a knight of telarion was not educated in the world, one only guesses when the doors of the university itself will open for all to come and gather in its halls.