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Miles opens the door of Omar's Hammer, and backs out, carrying a wooden placard. Setting it outside the door, the merchant spends a few moments gathering up one of each of the various notices around town, pinning them in place with small tacks.

 

"Ah, there we are."

 

Lastly, he tacks a notice to the board that reads:

 

Help Wanted

 

Omar's Hammer is seeking dependable, trustworthy assistance to better serve the town of Pinedale. All are welcome to apply, though preference will be given to those with a strong sense of courtesy, humility, and propriety. Free meals will be provided, as well as decent wages to employees.

 

Entertainment skills are a plus.

 

Inquire within.

 

Miles Castigus

[OOC: Looking for a few extra hands for next event, PM me if interested.]

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(neccero walks by the inn on his way to a secluded clearing and notices the board)

 

ahh final someone who had forthought to make it so no one elses decides to drive a nail or knife into a tree to hang thier notices.

 

(with that neccero continues on his way)

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Maeve approaches the board with a sigh and tacks up a piece of paper.

 

Lost: Sword of Ajax Thorgrim

The sword of Master Craftsman Ajax Thorgrim was stolen by Orcs and Trolls from The Oddfellows this weekend past. It is an elven steel blade of Civen style crafted by the Smith himself. Those with information as to its whereabouts or the blade itself are asked to seek out the Oddfellows for reward.

 

A sketch of the weapon adorns the bottom of the notice.

 

Maeve frowns a bit as she turns and walks away from the board.

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Miles steps outside, tobacco pouch in one hand, and his pipe in the other. As he slowly packs the bowl, he circles around the front of the Inn, inspecting the area, and critically inspecting the fire. After adding several logs and building it back to a full blaze, he notices the new addition to the dispatch board. Coming closer, he lights his pipe, and stands for a few moments studying Maeve's notice.

 

Presently, he blows a small smoke ring at the board, and mutters under his breath.

 

"Hmmm. Troubling, to say the least. I shall have to look into this matter, I think."

 

The Innkeep turns to walk away, pauses, and returns to the board. With his pipe clenched in his grin, he removes a tack from the board, pulls a parchment down, and solemnly throws the Help Wanted poster into the fire. He remains outside for a few more minutes, enjoying the air and his pipe.

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A flyer is left on the board.

 

After the recent battles against the forces of the Al' Carn I find the number of consumables I have drastically dwindled. If anyone finds themselves with an over abundance to sell please stop by and let me know. I am interested in anything.

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(neccero comes by and notices zanders sign he glances at it and smirks)

 

well it looks like something good came out of that fight this town is once again in need of consumables. (heads back to the gost cabin to find rhaveniel.)

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A short time later Rhaveniel approaches the inn with a piece of parchment in hand. She quietly looks over the notices before hanging her own.

 

Rhaveniel's Potions and Enchantments now has the following potions in stock:

 

Heal Body

Magic Lock

Magic Armor

Dissipate

Silvershine

Enhance Armor

Enchant Weapon

 

Please place any orders for Rhaveniel at the GoST cabin.

 

Rhaveniel then turns and purposefully walks towards the OddCrossings Cabin.

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Maeve approches the board again, tacking an addendum to the flyer concerning the loss of Ajax' sword.

 

Last seen in the posession of a female compulsionist wearing red. Any information to her whereabouts or that of the sword would be greatly welcomed by the Oddfellows.

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Narene approaches the board and places the following notice upon it.

 

Be It Known

 

Lady Phaeryl, Noble of Evendara has passed onto the strangers embrace. Those whom wish to pay tribute to the beauty and grace of her person shall gather in front of the inn at dusk on the 20th to be escorted to the ceremony. Those wishing to attend shall avail themselves of a thing of beauty to pay tribute to her Ladyship be it song, poem, sculpture,or painting to be shown or preformed at the ceremony.

 

Elven Lady traveled far

Seeking justice not found at home

In death give her peace.

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Mannfred Oleg the Inn's bartender walks up to the board and puts a piece of parchment up.

 

The outer edges of the sheet are laced with a hair-thin line of yellow gold. There is a very thin border with a leaf-like print about a quarter-inch in on all sides made of a mixture of silver and gold. On the back of the parchment at the bottom-center of the page is an ornate letter 'O' in silver.

 

Let it be known

 

No more than two moons ago did Richter Von Wygraf slay

the Burning Skeleton Vormav that was his father and Chieftain of the Realm of Germinas.

As per the tradition of the Ruling Family of Wygraf, Richter Von Wygraf,

being the firstborn son,

Final Rested the tormented soul of Vormav his father

and thus has taken his mantle as the rightful ruler of the Realm of Germinas by rite of bloodlineage.

 

By the Wygraf Rite of Ascension is Richter now known as

Herr Richter Von Wygraf, Lord of Germinas.

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Thinking to myself by draconus i swear this trek gets longer and longer with every journey i make back to my mistress.... and by the looks of things it seems i have either missed the storm or i am ahead of it, looking at the sun, well i would say that i am late to the party...typical, seems to be part of the norm as of late....wiping the sweat off my forehead and the dust off my robe....Thinking well no point in making a fuss about it after all life goes on and my duties are clear.

 

 

Said with vated breath...Ahh the welcomed sight of pindale, and the inn with a bit of luck myles will be around and will be willing to catch me up on current events, gee i wonder what events have unfolded in my absence, well myles usually is rather informative, when he wishes to be... upon further inspection of the inn... mumbles to himself.... hmmm must be myles is having a bit of problems with the inn, maybe he is just being over run by the load of people...maybe the load of problems with in this town.... as if almost on que my belly grumbels from hunger. By draconus, i realize that my god takes no part on either side of the clonflicts that he has remained neutral on all affairs...granted that don't exactly explain why he favors my rather aggressive nature, but i am sure in the grander scheme of things that there is an equal and opposite counter part to my self... or maybe its my simple natural wish to live and keep on living....hmm i shall have to ponder that one another day.

 

once again the belly grumbles for food...still in all his wisdom i am sure that not eating and living on the generosity of others is not a part of his plans... this i am tired of... tired of feeling rather isolated even when all are around, tired of being an island caught is the sea storm that surrounds pinedale.

 

by draconus i wish the legion never disbanded, but then again if i wasn't so stubborn about matters i would have joined earlier, but i can't rememiss on what could have been, i must move on and consider my future...seeing how no one from ghost has gotten back to me on my request... i can only guess that either they are still deciding my proposal or they have opted not to accept me...either way it matter very little.... i need to work on the basics and this constant feeling of not being able to fullfill those needs has vexed me long enough. So lets see what myles has to offer....a smirk comes across my face, after all who can concetrate on any thing with an empty stomach.

 

i enter the inn looking for myles... at the last moment i whirl around and catch the door beofore it slams again.... grins again remembering Lord ega's threat about his hands being cut off as a trophy... once the door is closed i wipe the sweat off my brow and *sigh* phew that was a close one *snicker* then turns around to see who is in the inn.

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Giovanni is seen approaching the board. He stops and takes out two notices to post them. Both are written in the same careful hand.

 

First Notice:

To Giovanni VillaTerra:

 

You are hereby found guilty of heresies against the holy church of Vleanoa and it's flock. There heresies include:

 

Consorting with known worshipers of the dark three

Sexual Deviancy

The murder of Lord Leonardo VillaTerra

The murder of Lord Raphael VillaTerra

Consorting with Septons of the false church

Failure to tithe to the holy church

Failure to stop the sacking of the spire of faith

Failure to attend regular church services

Failure to quash rumors of the Elemental's time on Novitas

 

 

You are forever banished from the holy land of Vleannoa. Further more your status within the church has been stripped. You are to discard all symbols of Septly power. You are to burn all official papers. Failure to comply with any of these holy mandates will result in your arrest and execution.

 

Empowered in the name of the Seven

his holiness bishop Frezetto

 

(Corrections to grammer, spelling and capitalization courtesy of Giovanni VillaTerra.)

 

Second Notice:

Services for the faithful of the Sept will be held each Wednesday afternoon, 1 hour before sunset in the woods between "Omar's Hammer" and "The Oddcrossings".

 

All who respect the Sept are invited.

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Maeve reads the charges and the notice following it. Finishing the first, she gives a loud sniff, brows drawn together. At the second her face breaks into a small smile.

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An individual not seen before within the town of Pinedale seemed nervous to enter the tavern, the drake instead eyeing the various bulletions. Not so much interested in what they said but more of a way to scope out the place without making it obvious that she was somewhat frightened of the unfamiliar surroundings.

 

A few of the fliers did catch her attention, brown nostrils flaring slightly with curiosity as she read them down the line. She tilted her head to the side, reading over the first on the board. Workers, mm? She frowned. She was hardly an entertainer but... if she didn't find her brother soon, she was going to need to find some way to sustain herself until he got here...

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Maeve turns, a few steps from the Inn after having read Giovanni's notice. She raises an eyebrow as she sees the Drake. She studies her for a moment, perhaps gauging if the Drake is a threat. Apparently deciding not, she smiles and gives the Drake a nod of welcome. With that she enters the inn.

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Maeve posts a new copy of the notice to the board outside the Inn, the old one looking a bit tattered and torn.

 

 

Lost: Sword of Ajax Thorgrim

The sword of Master Craftsman Ajax Thorgrim was stolen by Orcs and Trolls from The Oddfellows last Spring. It is an elven steel blade of Civen style crafted by the Smith himself.

 

The blade was seen in the hands of a female compulsionist in a red dress and later in the hands of a Terran Lord named Copperhue.

 

Those with information as to its whereabouts or the blade itself are asked to seek out the Oddfellows for reward.

 

A sketch of the weapon adorns the bottom of the notice.

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Jason puts up a flyer with a smile on his face "Nothing like sending out a little endorsement every now and then."

 

Tivalia's Tunes, Trinkets, and Things

A fine ornamenter, entertainer and practitioner of kiento. She can craft items for combat and non-combat purposes. Please inquire with Tivalia for more details and pricing arrangements. Tivalia has been a good friend for many years and she will not steer you wrong.

 

Signed,

Jason Bizby

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Maeve posts the below flyer outside the Inn.

 

Memorial Service

To be held in honor of the recently fallen.

All those who wish to mourn the loss of those who fell and honor their memories please congregate at the beach at dawn a week from today.

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To all who shall see these presents, greetings!

 

Know ye that the famous duellist Morris, sometime styled The Magnificent, recently titled Heroic Champion of Pinedale,

 

Doth heretofore PROVOKE CHALLENGE

 

In the direction of the personage of

 

AURUM GOLDWRIGHT

 

Of House Goldwright, Earthhold, Terra

 

Known to Many to Frequent these Parts

 

All who shall see this challenge are charged to transmit such to Lord Goldwright.

 

The Challenge is issued in the location and vicinity of

 

THE FREE TOWN OF PINEDALE, the Free Lands, Novitas

 

And shall take place THREE DAYS subsequent to the next FULL MOON, in the field adjacent to Pinedale, ONE HOUR before dusk.

 

The style of this CHALLENGE shall be ARCHERY.

 

As Morris The Magnificent, Heroic Champion of Pinedale hath chosen the date, time and manner of challenge, it is left to Lord Goldwright to decide if said challenge shall be directed towards the archery butts, or if Lord Goldwright and Morris the Magnificent, Heroic Champion of Pinedale, shall rather direct shafts towards one another's personage.

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Ferrous walks up to the Board, clears his throat, and reads the following aloud to all nearby,

 

"The son and heir of Lord Midas Goldwright, Sir Aurum Goldwright of Pinedale, has heard the challenge of the Heroic Champion Morris the Magnificent, and honorably accepts. However, Sir Aurum Goldwright shall not accept any titles nor any trophies of conquest (henceforth referred to as “loot”) if the result of this challenge results in his victory. Likewise, Sir Aurum Goldwright shall not relinquish such prizes in the result of the Heroic Champion's victory.

 

The future Lord of Terra, Sir Aurum Goldwright, does not recognize the honor in the elven sport of archery. He accepts the challenge only out of respect to the Heroic Champion, and shall compete with him for the sake of his entertainment and pride.

 

Let it be known that a counter-challenge shall be called after the sporting session, regardless of the archery victor. This challenge shall be in the form of melee combat between the Heroic Champion and Sir Aurum Goldwright. The winner of this combat shall be awarded whatever titles or loot they desire. If the Heroic Champion Morris the Magnificent should fall in this combat, he shall be granted the courtesy of restoration magic and a safe escort out of town.

 

Also let it be known to all other residents of Pinedale that the Heroic Champion Morris the Magnificent shall be considered an honored guest of Sir Aurum Goldwright during his visit to Pinedale. Any unprovoked attacks or insults upon the new Heroic Champion shall be taken as attacks or insults upon Sir Aurum Goldwright himself, and will be responded to promptly with appropriate consequences based upon the severity of the offense."

 

He then posts it to the board (written in Common, of course).

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Sophia approaches the board, reads the messages there, and tacks a small piece of parchment to the lower corner.

 

Looking to purchase or trade for a scroll of elemental weapon. ~Oddfellows

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Rhaveniel steps out of the inn to warm herself by the fire as Sophia walks away. Curious, she looks behind her at the notice board.

 

Potions and scrolls of elemental weapon? I don't think there is anyone about town who produces those. I'll have to ask Gaius when I see him.

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Miles steps outside with a large parchment and a few small tacks. He affixes the new notice to the board, and after consulting with a small lavender scroll, nods in satisfaction before returning inside. The notice, clearly in Miles' handwriting, reads:

 

 

 

Citizens of Pinedale:

Let it be known, That as the moon once again achieves balance between Light and Shadow, the Town of Pinedale will be addressed. This is a notice to all concerned with the future of this town to harken and pay heed to the words spoken by the Lord Iga Shinzen, who shall address the Issues of the Noble Houses in Pinedale, their Fate, and the Fate of this Land.

 

This address shall be delivered to all in attendance on the night of Heavenly balance, within the establishment known as Omar's Hammer, in two weeks time. Those concerned with the matters to be addressed are instructed to attend.

 

So it is known, so shall it be.

Miles Castigus

 

Proprietor

Omar's Hammer

Citizen of Pinedale

Friend to House Iga

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Zander walks up to the board to read the new sign. After a moment he looks down the trail to the pagoda. His eyes questioning he mummbles to himself...

 

"He's back. What role will he play?"

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A few minutes after Lord Iga began his address, Miles steps outside and approaches the notice board. After carefulling pinning a parchment with an ornate silver border to it, he returns inside.

 

It reads:

 

 

To All Who Set Eyes Upon This Parchment,

 

Let it be known

 

That by merit of his high skill with all forms of weaponry,

His experience on the field of battle,

His devotion to the Sept,

And his support of House Wygraf's devotion to the bane of the Undead,

Vincent McFathom has been appointed General of the forces of Germinas.

 

By receiving this title does Vincent McFathom also enter

Into the House of Wygraf.

 

-Herr Gustav Wygraf-

--Ruler of Germinas--

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