EFUA Gossip, Major Events, and Rumors (IC Knowledge)

[9lives]

Gossip spreads from the Docks to the Taverns of the Colony of a brutal brawl at the edge of The Brothers' territory, with the experienced mercenaries proving the victor.

[Mort]

Rumours spread throughout the colony of a great celebration far from the colony, yet close at the same time where warriors fought for both immortality in their name, glory, greed or honour. Little is known of the outcome of these battles, but everyone seems to be curious about what truly went down in these realms and who were the ones who fought...

[Mort]

Rumours spread through the colony of an ambitious attack upon the governor's tower. Various high-ranking prisoners held in the tower are rumoured to have escaped due to it as the Sharboneth do their best to cover up this affair.

It is said that a were-rat, a vicious lycanthrope, entered the tower at night and managed to severely injure a Ruby before escaping with the many soldiers of the Sharboneth and Armada on his heels. Little else is spoken in public about this incident..

[Sinister Seneschal]

Word spreads in the inns and taverns of a noteworthy incident in the Old Port, a great heist performed in the middle of the night causing great chaos in the streets.

Many nobles are said to have lost a small fortune in the series of incidents, the perpetrators, in a bizarre twist  giving much of the stolen property such as jewellery and bars of gold to street vagrants in the middle of the night.

A few of these newly rich vagrants were shot dead in the usually quiet back alleys by a man in plain clothing, widely rumoured to have been a Ruby. However many of them seem to have escaped, as did the perpetrators.

[Mort]

Rumours speak of a direct conflict between the Lathanderites and the 900 hundred brothers in the docks that subsequently escalated with the bombing of the Guild House and the incineration of the one of the Nine Hundred's Boat.

Although' no one has seen the perpetrators of these explosives incident, but they have done nothing but accentuate the already tense situations with many refugees dying on the boat's fire.

[DeputyCool]

Word spreads that General Beruppo delivered a speech in the Docks declaring retribution for the destruction of one of his ships bearing women and children. Two Sharboneth Men were bound, gagged and hung in nooses.

However, several Sharboneth Retainers and sympathizers attempted to disrupt the proceedings, and save the men. Unfortunately, their attack was ill executed and they were swiftly cut down.

Taking this as an act of war, General Beruppo declared the Docks to be his territory, and vowed to get his money from it if he must pillage it to the ground.

Disturbingly, his men have blocked travel to and from the Governor's Tower

[DangerousDan]

Last eve, Antoine Trenada and a large cadre of hardened Stygians arrived upon Ymph. Following a short sending to the Colony, it is said the Commandant began preparing his Stygians for war, although it is noted that even with the fresh reinforcements, the forces of the Colony are hopelessly outmatched by the 900 Brothers.

[DangerousDan]

As the sun rises over Ymph, the Nine Hundred Brothers Company begins to heavily arm, with many of their membership parading around the Docks in preparing for battle. The troubles began when Commandant Antoine Trenada challenged General Berrupo to a duel before the Gates of the Colony. The venerable Commandant stood victorious, only to reveal a betrayal in his moment of victory. Calling for his men to sound a great warhorn, only to hear a reply from the Governor's Isle resound throughout the Colony.

Following the sounding of the horns, the Numinous Order and a Militia of Adventurers emerged into the heart of the Mercenary lines, cutting down all in their wake. Minutes of desperate fighting followed, with Marshal Sharboneth and his garrison taking advantage of the fighting to steal their way back to friendly lines. Following the Marshal's return to the Colony proper, the Order and their allies withdrew to the Ziggurat. Arriving at the front, Commandant Trenada proudly announced that General Berrupo had been captured following the duel. In response, Colonel Dombrowski began executing several prisoners following some short negotiations. In the wake of the fighting, it is clear that the Nine Hundred Brothers retain the vanguard of their strength, and that heavy fighting remains a possibility, peaking its head just over the horizon.

[DangerousDan]

Rumours spread that a ship arrived upon Ymph last eve, although many noted that it appeared to be largely unmanned. Exactly who was onboard these ships, and what their business upon Ymph was is unknown. However, it is whispered that the personal banner of Alemander Sharboneth was spotted as it passed the docks- although this is largely discounted as supposition and rumour.

[Random_White_Guy]

A rather routine gathering took place upon the auctioning block of old port, it is told by deckhands and boatswains in the inner pier. Numerous individuals both citizen and Patrician of the colony made way for the fine "wares" of Gustavo, fare ranging from Ogres to exotic women up for bidding.

Cheerful business was had by all until things turned southward around Dawn. Heated words broke out amidst a war for a young woman suited for a Harem as two men and a woman were bidding furiously upon her flesh. A pair of strangers appeared, weapons were drawn, and chaos erupted. It is said that in the ensuing melee a pair of men were killed, others say dozens. Regardless of number a heavily bloodied and perforated Gustavo was seen speaking with a Stygian Infantrymen holding a blue winged helm, "Seeker" the word upon everyone's tongue...

[Random_White_Guy]

Last eve, as the Bloodsky settled into dusk into night, trouble brewed. A vicious wind beset the Ziggurat for a short period of time before increasing in intensity.

As the moon reached its highest point a foul scent of death and decay befell it, turning the air around the Ziggurat fetid and stagnant, smelling of fresh death and old filthy corpses. Twisted and rotting hunks of tree and vine were said to lumber forward from the Webbed wood and begin attacking men and women at the edge of the forest or even the gates themselves.

It is said that numerous set off from the gates and discovered a ritual of sorts. Unknown the cause, its presence angered the Bog creatures, and some would presume even the bogs themselves.

Something, Someone, has drawn its ire... for what ends and to what extent, remains to be seen...

[Nuclear Catastrophe]

The infamous Tresor Mortimer has been spotted wandering around the sewers.  

Some say he has an army of rats who follow him everywhere he goes.  This has led to suspicion that he, in fact, is a wererat himself.  

Some say he is simply a powerful druid, and has been sent to ensure balance in the underworld.

Some say he is a good man who has been persecuted into hiding and is simply trying to live as best he can.

But one thing is for certain, as the bodies of the bounty hunters and guardsmen rack up (all turning up with thousands of bite marks to their name), he is -still- at large.

And the bounty, has now been raised...

[Random_White_Guy]

In something completely gone awry last eve, shortly after a footmen, Sharboneth retainer and other adventurers are seen making for the webbed wood, all hell broke loose.

Fire was seen spurting almost like a volcano through the air, landing upon the Sloped road, webbed wood, and the bog itself.

As wildfires spread rampantly the ground trembled and chaos came upon its crest.  Creatures of the bog spewed forth and were driven back as fire rained upon the Gates.

It is said that the Numinous Order rallied Stygian and Sharboneth alike and lead the group to the Bog where for numerous hours fires were fought, beasts were slain, and eventually the Bogs returned to a heavily scorched peace.

Word spreads much as the wildfires did, of a warning offered to some of the Adventurers. A warning of greater things to come. A warning of demands for appeasement. A warning most grim...

[Random_White_Guy]

Reports slowly make their way to the Stygians and House Sharboneth of men, women, and children slowly going missing over the last two days...

[Random_White_Guy]

Almost over night, Horror gripped the Ziggurat.

Disease quickly ran rampant some stating that it was caused by the Colony itself refusing to offer 8 live beings to the Rot for troubles caused by the Order on their reccent patrols.

Numerous civilians and citizens even some Patricians and alleged cases of it amongst the Governor's tower.

As the Hours drew on into the morning dozens died at the behest of this swiftly spreading, violent, disease.

It is said that a Cure was obtained when a Stygian by the name of Helder offered himself up to the Rot with numerous commoners speaking that he is no longer one "Of Us" but a twisted monster serving the Bogs.  "A second Herald of the Rot has been proclaimed" upon their lips.

The Citizenry struggling to recover from this horrific evening as many flock to Mother Oolga's for the Cure.

Word quickly spreading of Stygians outraged, Armsmen murmuring the name "Berimund", and suspicions slowly arising amongst the Ziggurat of who else may or may not be infected by  the Rot's foul touch..