I am writing to recommend the Deputy, Angelina Lockheart, for Promotion to the Status of Private within the Militia Ranks.
She was Polite, To the Point, and Thorough in her questioning. In a sharp contrast to the Private overseeing her, whose attempts to gain favour with me by Insulting the good deputy merely made him seem a poor representation of your Esteemed men in Uniform.
Perhaps if they share a Rank, Lockheart can reign in this Private's less desirable traits.
-Barakir of the Arabel Enclave, Raalkir of The Glorious nation of Thay, Official Envoy of the Thayan Embassy, Assistant Minister of Commerce to the Arabel Council, Daeron Khagos Namik
As Tilverton begin to rebuild, the refugees, whom were protected in Eastway during the battle, make their way home. Some have become quite settled in Eastway, choosing to remain in the disciplined and orderly village. On the other hand more rebellious and free willed settlers of Eastway decide to head towards Tilverton, taking with them the influence of Bane and building material gifted by Lord Mertoi to the settlers of Tilverton.
Streets once filled with children's laughter and the buzz of a ever growing city has gone silent, only the brave or the foolish dare to walk outside. Heavy footsteps and the stench of rotting flesh linger in the streets, with words of the dead walking as common as the mention of rain. Even Mamma's children has been taken off the streets, whilst the Banites have sharpened their blades and the local thugs found themselves blunter weapons.
A group of adventurers, rumoured to have been led by the Lord of Arabel himself, put an end to the undead threat that abounded above the Stormhorns, sending rangers and animal life running for shelter...
However, afterwards, something strange happened on the peak; Whether it was flame, powerful lightning, or divine intervention, no one is sure... But an entire sheet of ice has melted off the top and others have fallen and shattered into the snow and rock below.
The water flow slowly trickles down through Marliir's march and into the Swamplands. Despite the chill of the Eye, it does not freeze over...
I'm away from the city, but I can confirm that the lizard men took an offensive stance, but "we" made the first aggression. The Battlemaster, myself, a hin, another warforged, retainer of House Dauntinghorn, and the two followers of sariel were in combat. The group split, I was put down by the followers of Sariel and a couple lizardmen. I awoke to a struggle to retrieve what I assumed was a kidnapped retainer. It turns out she sheltered in the lizardfolk lair. We battled to a draw and my companions of faith departed. It was quite the fracas.
Five of us were able to put -hundreds- of the lizardmen's best warriors to the sword in the space of a couple of hours, to the point that had Valeria not betrayed us, and deceived others to aid these cannibal savages, they would -all be dead-, their entire camp eradicated and this wouldn't even be a conversation.
You claim that we do not care for the 'innocent people' that should die if we start a War against the Lizardmen - yet they have been terrorizing the countryside, way laying travellers, and eating people for months now, and we're the ONLY ONES who have lifted a SINGLE BLADE to stop it.
While I am certain that defending an entire country in time of war is a Complex matter, it is an unarguable facet that within two hours five of us have put more of these savage's best warriors to the sword than in the -months- that 'how to deal with them' has been discussed.
Quite frankly, if it's taking the Crown Forces months to figure out how to deal with some unintelligent, cannibalistic savages in the swamps, I will enter Pious Prayer for the fate of all Cormyr, because it absolutely stands no chance to win the Dark War if this is the best product of it's military minds.
If there were assaults, then see them addressed with the city militia.
If it was a peaceful protest, then I see nothing wrong with it.
If zealots attack an Embassy, it's guards have the right to act and uphold its nations laws within their grounds. Otherwise, the city militia will deal with these assailants.
To Mister Lord Pathfinder Daxx
I'm pretty sure I can remember some of the events you're looking for.
So it was like this, I was out wandering the Stoneforest, being my normal halfling self, dodging them big cobblestompin' feet as I made my way through the Spire, when out of NOWHERE this giant angelic woman with wings, metal-gold face plates, and a booming voice shouted "BE NOT AFRAID." at me. And then Miss Valeria showed up and told me I could come with them to talk to some Lizardfolks tribe in the swamps. Being the best ranger in all of Arabel, I saw it as my duty to assist and bring a rightly proper offering. I had some white-crag cat meat on me already, so I took it as a sign of Tyche that I was meant to give it as tribute to these Lizards and help out with negotiations.
When I got there, they had all these defenses set up, and we started attacking the door with our fists, but one of the Outsiders started shouting to not be afraid, so I got super confused and covered myself in tree-stuffs and pretended to be a bush in the event of an ambush. Thats when it all happened! The gate fell down, someone started shooting bolts at us, and the Outsiders started swinging away and shouting some more. Why are they always shouting? They're so loud! So Valeria lept to help the Lizardfolks, and then the Outsiders turned on Valeria because she was pure of heart, and Three, the Warforged, he stepped in to save Val but fell over and couldn't get back up. Like some massive Warforged turtle. I wasn't really sure what to do, so I started throwing stinking clouds everywhere, and darknesses, and webs, and I might have maybe hypothetically tossed an egg or eight at the Outsiders and tried to put them to sleep with Fey-Arrows but they were super resilient.
Then the Lizardfolks took Valeria! I figured they abducted her, so I came out of hiding and tried to help the others fight the Lizardfolks, but I think the Outsiders got bored because they left to go destroy some shrine somewhere. I was consulting the Grandfather of bears to get some help in finding Valeria myself when she just appeared out of nowhere! The Lizardfolks took her to defend her!
So we left after that. The lizardfolks seemed just as confused as us. It was awful.
But the worstest part? I forgot to give them the albino crag meat. Now it's gonna spoil and go to waste and its all MY fault!
ps. I think don't think Three has ever been alive since he's a warforged, so if you're concerned, don't be!
Yes, Three was alive and tending to Michael after the tribe let me leave. Though, I have not seen him around since. Michael also frequents the hullack and fights giants. You might find him there.
The reign of the fish monger is ended. Many in the inn cheer as a lone private calls her and makes her clean it up as her fine. One adventurer even chastises the mischievous fey for wasting good fish....
Perhaps their god are not goodly or evil ones, but I suspect they have known nothing else. Surely the priests of goodly faith could bring them the teaching of the light.
I would like to clarify that there was no talks in the last few months due to the phaerimm threat and the Dark War. The lizardkin have waited for us patiently to resume talks. They are currently fighting against the vile Ancient One, and have asked our assistance in such. We will get more details at the negotiations. I will keep you appraised once we know more.
Gentle rain and good waters to you.
-- Pathfinder Daxx
The Brethren marched, and the Brethren lost, the Divine March ending in a dismal failure. Something the adventurers and Purple Dragons of the North had to rectify at considerable cost not long ago. Further, participants admitted guilt and accepted legal consequences over what happened, and the matter was resolved at the trial. From the Militias point of view the matter has been resolved in accordance to the law.
The night faded for the handful of survivors of that horrid fight as the waters of the Wyvernwater rocked their one returning warship and lulled the direly wounded into their final sleep. The hour was cold, the vessel quiet, but the promise of a new day awaited on that distant rising sun… Once docked, however, and upon the docks of the city's citadel, these heroes were received with not the celebrations nor the first-aid of a city that understood their sacrifice, but by the steel of Arabel's militia, and a swift unceremonious end at the edge of a sword or a Penal Legion's cloak... What happened in this epilogue remains a mystery to this very day, my dearest reader - was the Militia corrupted by Banites, as they say? Was it revenge for the Brotherhood's assault on the Temple of Darmos or maybe something else? Something more sinister - a power play of powers above and unseen? The rumours are many and there are yet keepers of the lore that strive to find the answers._
Wileon Bertson joined in an assault upon the undead forces of Clar Banda upon the Island of Vorenthia, but perished in the battle. The returning Paladins of Lathander, part of the Brethren of the Reborn Sun, were ambushed by the Militia on their return to Arabel. Battle weary and exhausted of both supplies and spirits, they were no match for the Militia, who had come under the control of Banites and Hardcastle's surrogates. The Militia would march on Evenignstar, putting the Castle of the Reborn Sun to the sack. Soon after, the Militia itself became split, with the Citadel Militia led by Citadel Warden Miri Greycastle and North Warden Gorstag. This unwieldy arrangement was short-lived however, as Warden Greycastle was murdered by the Chaos Brigade. Implicated in the murder, Lord Galloway and Warden Gorstag were hard put to defend themselves. While Lord Galloway managed to escape indictment, Gorstag was demoted to Sergeant, and the Militia was recombined under Citadel Warden Dorn Amblecrown. Lord Galloway's death removed the last of Lord Hardcastle's senior officers in the Militia, paving the way for his downfall.
Upon their return to Arabel, they were ambushed by City Militia members belonging to the Banite cell operating within their ranks, and placed in Cormyr's Penal Legion. Those who resisted were slain. The Brethren were for all intents and purposes, no longer existant and functionally no more.
[Letter at the East Way Cemetary]
Dread Inquisitor Renarde,
I understand a band of zealots desecrated the shrine of Clar Banda. See that the dead are returned to the graves so that another crusade on that shrine will not be needed. The laws of Cormyr will punish these criminals accordingly for their sacrilege.
I shall deliver this letter to his lordship. Also, i commend your bravery! I would have the whole disgusting swamp blown up and every living creature inside it slaughtered, their bodies mutilated and left to rot at our walls. Their screams of agony would burn into the minds of all living things and we would not need to bother with their kind again, as merely the sight of our walls would drive them away...
Perhaps you can start by torturing the lizardmen to find out where their nests are? I am certain his lordship would be most pleased with the results
Oh, good work destroying that stupid shrine of Clar Banda
Tell her to find me and I will begin preparations. It will likely require blessings using it in battle. I’ll make the base and start sanctifying it with adventure.
/OOC there is no oak quarterstaff recipient so I’ll keep an eye out for oak spear and use that as the base