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Emergency Anvil Reporter! - 2006/09/08 00:37
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by way of the emergency Anvil reporter:
In the Dead of Night
This Just In:
Reports of a small village in the Mountains of Madness nearby the midreign festival site have been whispering "Danger!"
Almost 4 months ago our Imperial Prime Minister/Paranormal Wizarding Advocate traveled to the small village of Wallachia to investigate their lack of response regarding Imperial Taxes. I was sent to investigate his disappearance, what I found was disturbing, to say the least.
Madness has rooted deeply within his mind, during my inquisition he was taken to bouts of conversation with someone or something no one else could perceive, yet he was certain existed.
His physical appearance was unkempt, his mood and manner alternated between poles of excited mania & catatonia. I suspect the river water may have become.. spoiled.
I was able to discern the following:
hundreds of years ago there was a mighty lord who ruled over Wallachia, rooted deep in the mountains his keep was inpenetrable. His people reflected his own manner, they were caring and inventive, his name was lost to the winds long ago.
This lord reigned for many years in peace, until torment beyond my imagination was visited to him and his subjects.
a Black ichor akin to a living ink spill wove it's vileness through the whole river, and in only a few short days the villagers had all disappeared without trace of their leaving,
except for a single cleric who's corpse was discovered locked inside the church, apparently he sought solace in his faith by locking himself inside it's benevolent walls & perished from starvation.
It is reported throughout the next centuries that the former Lord of Wallachia has been seen on special nights nearby the river.
According to the Prime Minister this darkness is growing again, having been called to action by the recent rise of evilness that sits upon our Imperial Throne at this very moment
Greater evil is not known around Wallachia than the river, they travel at least a mile up stream to gather their drinking water and wash their linens, and engage in a yearly ritual to cleanse the river, led by their local Witch Doctor.
Again, villagers have begun to disappear, reports of blood splattered rocks alongside the river have been confirmed, I myself saw such stones.
I call to thee, great defenders of this mighty Empire!
Come to the midreign festival to solve this mystery and finally cleanse this grotesqueness from our lands!
/roleplay
Details: In the Dead of Night
(midreign quest)
on Saturday at midreign
questors come prepared, you will all be on your last life, so start developing a plan - might I suggest some high level healers? >: )
Bwahahahahaha!
You'll be meeting up with the Imperial Prime Minister to begin your quest,
there will be fighting against monsters, roleplay, riddles, puzzle solving, and fighting of monsters!
see you there, if you dare!
Dragoon
Strike First. Strike Hard. No Mercy.
Hús Vetra Skald
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