Re: The Way of the Manticore
Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2018 7:07 pm
As the party relaxes , enjoying some well-earned rest and the free drinks (good, crisp ale) , the guests clustered about the party's table converse amongst themselves and with the party.
The party picks up some unverified news, rumors, and opinions:
Royalists within the Protectorate aren't content with being allowed to speak on their opinions short of open sedition, but have been organizing trouble. The Governor is too lenient with them (this opinion starts an argument that ends with one man stalking out of the tavern, a sour look on his face and his fists balled at his sides).
In late Flamerule (which seems to mean about two months ago, in summer before the harvest season) clergy of Lathander burned a “ghastly witch” in the countryside near Arabel, in the North Kingdom. The flames transformed the monster into a beautiful red-haired woman— who promptly vanished in a nimbus of rosy light. Afterward, the blighted tree to which the woman had been fastened began giving fruit again. Word of the apparent miracle has begun to draw pilgrims to the site.
Horse rustlers ran off a herd from a local ranch last night, though some say it was grass-goblins with spades, because the broken fence had a big burrow dug beneath it. The rancher offers a reward for his horses' return.
The party picks up some unverified news, rumors, and opinions:
Royalists within the Protectorate aren't content with being allowed to speak on their opinions short of open sedition, but have been organizing trouble. The Governor is too lenient with them (this opinion starts an argument that ends with one man stalking out of the tavern, a sour look on his face and his fists balled at his sides).
In late Flamerule (which seems to mean about two months ago, in summer before the harvest season) clergy of Lathander burned a “ghastly witch” in the countryside near Arabel, in the North Kingdom. The flames transformed the monster into a beautiful red-haired woman— who promptly vanished in a nimbus of rosy light. Afterward, the blighted tree to which the woman had been fastened began giving fruit again. Word of the apparent miracle has begun to draw pilgrims to the site.
Horse rustlers ran off a herd from a local ranch last night, though some say it was grass-goblins with spades, because the broken fence had a big burrow dug beneath it. The rancher offers a reward for his horses' return.