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Post by zizyballuba on Aug 14, 2007 3:17:06 GMT -5
Stalker Strikes in Isinhold
Residents of the small farming village, have been terrorized by an unknown assailant(s) recently. The attacks occurred while the victims have been alone in secluded areas, mostly at night.
Some of the attacks resulted in slow painful deaths, after the victims had been brutally beaten, stabbed, hacked, burned, and pushed off cliffs !
Officials suggest, if you have to go out at night, go with a friend and stay in well lit, open areas.
An ongoing investigation continues.
Kami Kord, editor, Unicorn Free Press
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Post by Kolfrosta on Aug 14, 2007 6:19:30 GMT -5
Sharita passes by the notice, and quirks a brow. After reading through she quietly comments, mostly to herself, "I don't recall ever being asked to give any official statement regarding this. In fact, I only know of one occurrance."
She makes note of the editor's name and goes about her business.
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Post by Aodhan the Unusual on Aug 14, 2007 9:16:52 GMT -5
A hin in dark clothes and large hat, reads the post and quirks a brow.
"Meh... Bloody amateurs. Someone needs to be taught how to..." She looks around a moment then shakes her head, muttering under her breath, "If it's what I think it is, seems I may have to cull the herd a bit... No one messes with my territory..."
She walks off, disappearing from sight into the shadows.
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Post by johntherevolator on Aug 14, 2007 9:49:40 GMT -5
A male in dark armour fully strides through Isenhold paper in hand, a satified smile across his wicked face as he paces past the Regal Griffon, he mumbles under his breath.
"I suppose any advertisement is good advertisement, soon all those deserving of the lash shall feel my sting."
With that he drops the paper by to his side standing it into the dirt as he passes.
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Post by zizyballuba on Aug 14, 2007 11:30:33 GMT -5
Bloated Body Found
A body was found in the Bramblewood by a passing tinker, not long ago. Upon investigation, it was discovered the enlarged corpse had no bones remaining, just a jellylike substance, and only two small puncture wounds near the ankle.
Ivestigators concluded it must have been some kind of spider attack, though no signs of cocooning could be found.
Kami Kord, editor, Unicorn Free Press
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Post by zizyballuba on Aug 14, 2007 12:33:49 GMT -5
The Grebbler
Adventurers returning from the wilds of Cormyr report encounters with a strange creature.
Experts are at a loss to explain the origins or nature of this creature, which is not described in any books of known monsters.
Those who have encountered it, do not agree on its appearance, but all say that it moves very quickly.
Running up towards its victims, it tosses a small bag full of a gooey substance that quickly renders any movement impossible.
The creature may lob several such bags, laughing at its victims in a high-pitched voice, then quickly runs off before the effects of its attacks have worn off, thereby preventing any retaliatory action.
Experts have christened the creature the "Grebbler" and are in the process of gathering more information on it, so that those who encounter it may be better prepared.
Persons encountering this strange creature are urged to report it to their local authorities.
Kami Kord, editor, Unicorn Free Press
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Post by zizyballuba on Aug 15, 2007 1:05:26 GMT -5
Disaster Averted in Bramblewood
Two young children had an encounter with a slippery slope in the Bramblewood Forest, a few days ago.
While out collecting berries and mushrooms along the waterfalls, one of the children slipped as the rock face gave way. He was left dangling from only a slimy root, and only the quick actions of his friend saved his life, stopping him from plummeting fifty feet into the jagged rocks and raging waters below.
The two boys had this to say about their encounter, "When we grow up we want to be strong like Kelric Hawkrune, and wise like Liadan Amaethal, so we can help others."
They both returned home safely with full baskets, and wish to remain anonymous, as to not worry their parents.
Kami Kord, editor, Unicorn Free Press
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Post by SlothfulCat on Aug 15, 2007 8:30:40 GMT -5
*aria reads through the bits of "news" and groans softly* ... unicorn?... gods. *she facepalms then heads for Kale's bar to get a good stiff drink... or five*
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Post by zizyballuba on Aug 16, 2007 12:15:18 GMT -5
Snorkie Outbreak
The snorkie attacks in the Isinhold area have been becoming more frequent recently, with all the additional rain it's been getting over the past few weeks.
One farmer says he lost three hired hands already to the snorkie raids. "Once a snorkie gets a hold of your leg, you be done for ! They'll will pull you under so fast, you be not having a chance to fights 'em back. Then they be feasting on you in their caves... Snorkies not to be trif'ed with."
Others agree that something should be done about that attacks, but don't have the means to carry them out.
Officials say, they can't be dispatching troops for every minor menace that occurs outside the city gates, let the local heroes do it.
Kami Kord, editor, Unicorn Free Press
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Post by zizyballuba on Aug 17, 2007 12:05:58 GMT -5
Invasion !
Zhentarim troops have taken over Isinhold ! Town council surrendered the village without a fight. It is suggested that you leave the area immediately, head north, take whatever belongings you can carry. Stay off all major roadways.
Kami Kord, editor, Unicorn Free Press
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Post by spacecowboy16739 on Aug 17, 2007 21:07:20 GMT -5
A man in various shades of brown furs and coarse cloths sees one, and quickly hides a grimace behind a coarse laugh and a drunken "Hail th' High Lord o' Zhentil Keep!".
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2007 9:39:51 GMT -5
*A tall figure in black robes and a cloak made of human flesh...there faces...slowly stalks along watching as Zhent troops pass in and out of Isinhold. With a smirk he begins muttering to himself.*
Random attacks...cormyr waiting for war...the time is now.
*He throws a large ball of flame at a farmers child as he walks away, he does so as he see's the back's of the zhents marching to Redmist...looking back to the father cradling the grilled corpse of his once beloved son he smirks*
Someone inside the city would of saw the explosion my good man..i am sure help will return soon. *Smirks again and says*Hows that for sentiment killing?
*He cackles and walks away*
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Post by spacecowboy16739 on Aug 18, 2007 11:56:50 GMT -5
That night, the new town drunk staggers off in the general direction of the farm, having heard about the crime from a few Zhentari soldiers. He steps out of sight behind a few buildings, and makes his way to the farmhouse unseen. Careful to ensure that his presence isn't noticed, he climbs in through a back window into the farmhouse. Sneaking up behind the farmer's wife, he claps his hand around her mouth and says, "Hush, m'dear. I'm a friend. If I'd wanted to harm you, I'd've already done so." As he feels her relax, he releases her and continues, "I'm here to investigate the death of your son..."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2007 19:08:13 GMT -5
The wife reply's with fear in her voice and trembling from his grasp...she answers...It was a man who wore plain black robes and he had a long cloak made of humanoid faces...The demise of our son did not shake his tempermeant...we do not know if it was a random attack or if our son did some wrong. All we know is we want him dead...and we want to see his face as he slowly dies.
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Post by spacecowboy16739 on Aug 18, 2007 19:58:45 GMT -5
After spending a little under an hour with the farmer and his wife, the man (who still reeks of strong liquors) steps back and mutters, "The leaders of the Resistance must know of this..."
Only minutes later, the new Fox of Isinhold exits through the rear window of the farmhouse, and once more enters the Zhentarim's newly-acquired chicken coop.
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