SYLVANIA - The merchants guild announced today
that a reward will be offered for information
leading to the capture of the arsonists who set the
blaze that resulted in the death of Emily Telmarc.
The guild is offering 5000 jinx to anyone who can
help them catch the berks responsible. The
announcement came after Master Telmarc made an
impassioned plea to the assembled Guild members to
make efforts to hunt down the bashers responsible.
"My store is gone, but that I can build again
for it was only made of timber and stone. It was my
home and homes can be rebuilt as well. They
[the arsonists] took my wine, but that too
is ephemeral and there is no dearth of grapes. All
this I can accept. But the bloody murderers also
took my daughter, my precious and beautiful child,
and for what but a bellyful of wine?! My flesh and
blood! She I can not replace, not for all my
wanting and wishing. What more will they take? If
they are willing to take so much for so little,
what will be next? Perhaps one of your children for
a loaf of bread? Please. They must be found and
justice must be served!
A motion to offer the reward for information
leading to the scragging of the perpetrators was
passed unanimously and anyone with information
related to the arson is kindly requested to contact
Arlan Jacobson at the Corked Bottle. Emily Telmarc
was a mere eight years old at the time of her
death.
Meanwhile, the unrest continued throughout
Sylvania as bashers hailing from Olympus and
Arvandor continue to clash throughout the burg. The
Seven have already scragged a dozen berks from both
sides and, for fear that the fighting might
escalate even further, have been forced to deputise
a number of locals in an attempt to cover more
area. Temple guards have, for the most part, proven
ineffective as their presence only tends to enrage
some of the participants. For the moment, the Seven
have restricted the guards to their respective
temples. Both the temple of Arvandor and of Olympus
are expected to lodge a formal complaint to the
Guild members about the Seven's conduct.
"It's [the rioting] like tossing water
onto a skillet full of grease," panted Argus
Maldon, a recently deputised resident of Sylvania.
"You hear the crack, you might even get burned by
the hot oil kicked up, but by the time you look,
the cause of it has evaporated."
- Reported by Marcanto Di Capella
[Author:
Roy
Morton]
THE SITUATION AROUND the two halves of the
now-abandoned Xaos "spoke" is degenerating rapidly.
Some of the Xaositects have begun painting the
structures, whereas a small group at the Hall of
Records side has begun to erect a small windmill on
top of the unfinished spoke.
Over one-hundred and fifty brawling Xaositects
have been apprehended by the Harmonium and are
expected to be charged with over thirty-four
breaches of the Sigil Criminal Code.
[Author:
Teresa
Angelucci]
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SIGIL - Reports of pitched battles between the
armies of Rigus and the petitioners of Tir Na Og
have been streaming out of the Civic Festhall at a
furious pace. The Sensates, who actively involved
themselves in helping to protect Outland burgs
(through Lady Darkflame Montgomery's Guardianship),
have turned their kip into a massive triage where
shamans and priests work all hours of peak healing
wounded. The cries and moans of the injured and
dying could be heard throughout the ward and the
urgency of the situation has propelled bashers with
still open wounds to stagger back through the
portals in the hope they might save their desperate
comrades.
A few of the sods too injured to return told
SIGIS the chant on the invasion. They described
legions upon legions of bloodthirsty goblins,
hobgoblins, tieflings and even bladelings spilling
through Celtic and bariaur villages killing and
burning everything in their path. The villagers,
with help from the Guardianship, put up substantial
resistance to the fiend-led forces but were forced
to retreat under the massive press of bodies.
"We were completely outnumbered by the soddin'
Rigans," said Glin, an Indep fighting with the
Guardianship. "The ground was littered with lost
berks, mostly goblin and hobgoblin fodder, and
still they kept comin'! The bladelings were the
worst: Nothing seemed to touch those sods and they
kept blowing themselves all over the place. They
didn't seem to care who they hit, friend or foe. I
was lucky to crawl outta there with my hide after
one of those berks blew his skin off right in front
of me."
Dach Tchlorem, a Sensate high-up in the
Guardianship who was critically wounded in the
battle, had a very different angle on the fighting.
Tchlorem told SIGIS that her regiment had
confronted a deadly squad of Baatezu in the midst
of a stone circle.
"I must confess to the magnificence of that
sight," she recalled. "Screaming abishai dove low
over the stones hurling fists of fire while barbazu
charged over the hillside in a perfect V-formation,
their glaives whirling and slashing and carving us
up like the blades of Acheron. Magical wards and
barriers staved off the Baatezu for no more than a
few minutes at best. We held for a time under
Glorion's leadership [archon general of the
Guardianship] but we were forced to retreat
when a treacherous snow made of razor sharp flakes
sliced through our ranks. A trumpet archon from
Mount Celestia said she witnessed a small band of
fiendish sorcerers, I think she said amnizu,
conjure up the storm. These bashers were real Blood
War veterans. A lot of brave cutters were written
into the dead-book on that hill."
SIGIS told Tchlorem that other bashers reported
the villages were assaulted by non-fiendish forces
and asked her if she knew of any reason the Baatezu
would be so concentrated on that hilltop.
"As I recall, the fiends were really intent on
reaching the [stone] circle," replied
Tchlorem. "Once the Guardianship abandoned the
summit, most of the fiends gave up the pursuit.
That is with the exception of the barbazu and some
abishai who were too overwhelmed with battle lust
to quit. We turned the wheel [a tactical
manoeuvre] on the sods down in a vale on the
other side though, and the archons dealt with the
abishai. I don't know why they wanted that hill so
badly. Maybe the Rigans were all just decoy after
all."
[Author:
Scott
Kelley]
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