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Revision as of 20:39, 2 September 2019
News and Rumors are posted on a weekly basis by Noble House Leaders. Players are encouraged to check this page regularly, a link to this page should appear on the Message of the Day (.motd) each time you log in. New players are encouraged to read current and past archives when considering which house they wish to belong to. We encourage you to use the information here in your role-play as the information is readily accessible to any one.
Contents
September 2019
Week 1
The Imperium
Wide-scale celebrations have been documented in villages surrounding Novochebay within the Imperium, citing that the "Reclamation" has begun. These celebrations are rife with hedonism and near fanatical levels of zealotry, citing the overwhelming excitement over the "arrival of the Harbingers". Numerous deaths have been reported do to the chaotic nature of these celebrations. Drafts of able bodied men and women have been taking place at an increasing pace within the Imperium, while the establishment of infrastructure related to mass-production of armor and weapons has begun to crop up all around the eastern coast. Rumours circulate that the nomadic tribes of the northern, untamed wilderness outside of the Imperium's official borders have suffered unfathomable dismay as of late, with many of said tribes turning mad and feral with rage.
The Wild Hunt
The Wild Hunt has begun to trickle home to Raeyithia. Rumors abound about alliances made while on Summer Isle and some whisper about a wedding. Preparations for a festival to welcome all of the kingdoms and houses are underway as well as an announcement about the creation of a House Bagball Conference.
The Children of Io
Seven or eight dragons of many colors were seen entering Underhill and returning to Everdale two hours later looking travel worn and bloodied. No one in town reported any damages as they passed through.
Its rumored that the Council is still the process of restructuring as many faces are seen entering and leaving the embassy.
The embassy itself on Everdale sits empty after a tall sailing ship bearing the colors of red and yellow left port; save a single blue Goblin reported coming and going through a back window. Seen by other dock residents.
Opening Day
It is with a last summer ale, a spiced meat pie, and farewell to friends that those of Summer Isle bid "Tenna enta lúmë", to the Grey Rider's safe haven and board their ships for the mainland. They pack up their newly constructed goods, their repaired armor, their supplies and their accounts. The cargo ships are full to the brim with people, animals and everything the nobility, court lords and landed knights need for the coming season.
The autumn harvest springs thick, lush, and golden on the fields and hills of Cuiveinen. Soldiers in their villages rush to thrash and bundle, pull and store, preserve and salt. They know that they must have enough food for their families before they are required to report to the castles and strongholds of their liege lords. For war is never far from erupting in this volatile land where heroes compete for land and power on behalf of their country, king, and god.
Many will return soon, perhaps even on the next ship, but the days of sun and socializing will be lost in the drama of pending war and political machinations. To each the Grey Rider bids health and healing hands, as the lords of Cuivienen once again take up the reins, to ride again into the dark sorrow for oath and bond.
