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Dafydd ReturnsAt the Incantors Guild Reunification, Dafydd returned from the Vipers and took up his position. I believe that the Viper put him through their own training system, however he did not come back whole. He is missing his left had! According to his it was in an aligator fight. (I guess I know who got the UPPER HAND! – Ed)
First Night – Last FightWell ‘twas a rare strange evening’ t’be sure, with all sorts of queer folk running around. I got a message from me good friend Chief Raven, to meet him and the Clann at the Inn of Meade, It seems that Raven wasn’t dead after all, but had been in Tuotonia with his wifey Nathrea, looking for her family. Turns out that they found that family, and there was a bit o bother, with Nathrea ending up dead! When I got to the tavern, there were a lot of the family there that I hadn’t seen for quite some time. Seems Raven had been travelling round and collecting them up. There was also one of the other heartland families there…the O’Gallagher brothers, and their sister, but I don’t think the brothers were too happy to see each other cos they had a wicked fight. Another fight happened as well when Finn and Nevyen O’Leary turned up. Cos Finn thought Raven was dead and he, being Raven’s ex-war chief, was angry that Raven had just disappeared to the Drow lands without telling anyone, and not sending messages. Finn and Raven had a massive fight, but then went off to get drunk together. Strange thing, cos Raven was famous for not liking drow, but I saw him sitting for about an hour with Lady Avarice, who is an assistant ambassador or something, and I heard him make a deal with her. Not that the deal would have lasted long, cos one of the cousins told me that He saw the Lady’s body guard Rokan Tekis Duyis with a dagger behind the lady’s back 3 times, and that each time, Raven turned round and the body guard quickly put it away. There was also a bad bloke called John running around and trying to poison everyone, only we didn’t know it was him, cos he was pretty good at it. Turns out he was hired by Martin, the landlord of the tavern down the road, that kept sending up thugs to clear us out. We had some good fights with them. I did get a bit scared at one point coz there were a couple of ghosts running around as well and they gave me the creeps! Something happened this night that made Raven unhappy, sinking into a black depression, and started drinking like a man possessed. He started upsetting everyone, and shouting "O’Donnell" every five minutes. I saw him eventually leave the tavern in tears, and so, as I was concerned, I decided to follow him. What I saw out side, I did not believe until I talked to Darius, Raven’s youngest brother, who is an incantor. I saw Raven collapse in a heap in the field outside and then before him appeared a glowing figure. I was surprised cos the figure was Raven’s father who has been dead for years. I must have made a noise when I got surprised, cos they both looked at me, and then the figure faded away. I then looked around, and Raven had disappeared as well. I rushed inside and told Shamus, who also got upset. Shamus is now Chief of the Clan O’Donnell, and he has called the family together to the homelands. So I better go, cos I think they are waiting for me. Tirmore – Friend to the Clann O’DonnellGolgamoth, sampling a new tavernTowards the end of the night (first night) I was getting meslf some more beer when I spoted on the bar a small creature which I decided to pick up and make a fuss of as it looked lonely sitting there. I started to walk around the pub talking to other people there and showing them me new "pet". I was getting some puzzling and horrified looks, espially when I gave me "pet" some of me beer. A little later it dissappeared and I was then told that some of the drinkers were convinced it was Golgomoth the demon in disguise, if only they had mentioned it ealyer and I wouldn’t have wasted good beer on the bugger!!! That is the last time I let Teran lead us anywhere! Finn O’Leary of the Clan O’Leary Ri Thane of the Northen Armies
Intelligence Report (such as it is) from Lemming McYokel Re: Lions Spring Festival It was a surprisingly bright and sunny weekend that brought such bleakness over Egg Isle in Avalon. Baron Finn welcomed us all and there was food, drink and merriment in abundance... On the Friday night though things began to go downhill. Creatures burst from the ground and made off with weapons, spellbooks and even an anvil. Nosta-Ka troops began to teleport in, take a captive and teleport out again. With the dawn of Saturday, more people continued to be taken by the "lunch squads" (Nosta-Ka eat humans). There was also the appearence of HALF (Halflings of Avalon Liberation Front) who were angered by Halfling eating Ogres and wanted to know "who ate all the pies". Some of these also possessed the ability to explode in lethal fashion although there were no fatalities I believe. Come the afternoon, scouts had located the Nosta-Ka holding camp and a valiant action was taken to recapture the prisoners. The action was a resounding success with one of the Seven Nosta-Ka lords being taken hostage. However, some overzealous Lions later killed the one known as Mithreas when he scorned them. This was to hold dire consequences. That evening the ground creatures began to strike again, along with bandits and last of all reports of three Succubi and a vampire were heard. These claimed the lives of around half-a-dozen people including Klepto Maniak, Delvy Darkendale, and.Gorien. The morning came with rude awakening when bandits overwhelmed. The few who were up. A hasty action was mounted in return and they were repelled although they had to be negotitaed with for the return of a captive and several special weapons. This was merely a prelude for what came later... A horde of elite Nosta-Ka troops descended on the camp seeking revenge for the death of their Lord. The Lions gave no ground in the camp but the casualties at the gate were horrendous. A battle like no other I had ever seen. I would dread news brought by runners of another of the Council dead. 28 of the 120 guests were slain before we could push back the Nosta-Ka troops. The Lions are in a state of war, one which may all but destroy them, but they will not back down. Defeat is unthinkable. Clansmen in Focus
Name: Lasha (McYokel) Master Fire Mage Personal Details: Gaudy Frock, Silly Hat, and Obsene Book of Power Occupation: Chairman of Mages Guild High Council, Warden of the Void, Sitter on the Fence Favourite colour: Firey Colours Favourite things: SingSongs around the fire, Mirth and Magic Least favourite things: The Incantors Guild, People spilling my pint, dull social occasions (non-Bear ones) Would most like to share a desert island with: Clan McYokel Would least like to share a desert island with: The Incantors Guild Least endearing quality: Poor dress sense Hobbies: Drinking, Wandering the cosmos (not necessarily in that order) Preferred weapon: Holocaust, Wait for them to get bored of hitting me Quote most likely to say: By my power..... Quote least likely to say: Oh please Pape tell me more about the ancestors Sisters Reunited At First Night of Lady Katies new public house in April of this year. Robyn O'Ships was reunited with her sister's Shannon and Ryanna. They had hitched a ride with Howell D DA McCurse on his wonderful ship. Their only reason for leaving their home was because raiders in their homeland of Erin had burned their home to the ground. They were happy to find her in love (soon to be married) and well. As a sign of forgiveness for their families' arguments Shannon has (controversially- Roger) has made Donald McTottie over lord of the Clann O'Ship. This would take effect as of Robyn and Donald's Wedding (no free beer at the wedding, oh! who ever heard the like-Roger)(Roger go and have a lie down - Ed).
Roger the vicar takes to his bed Roger the very until now unknown vicar of the Bears camp has taken to his bed In shock due to the announcement of Robyn O'Ships that her reception was to have no free beer. This was such a shock to the free loader…uh erm Vicar he has been signed off all duties until his course of leaches has broken his fever and returned him to health Chunder Packed Our Sandwiches And Off We Went… It only seemed right that Cerryn McNutter should attend the Tarantulas Parliament of 1099, in his capacity as Ambassador to the Tarantulas and as the perfect excuse to meet with his old group, The Crimson Guard. Travelling with friend and family we set off. The journey to the Parliament was a long and stressful one, and although only traveling a short distance across Caledonia it took many hours. We met up with an old friend, Kaze (a variably factioned elf), on the way that was also traveling to the Parliament, and we were all tired and thirsty when we arrived. Entering the Great Hall it was discovered that although the bar was already open there was no sign of Mephisto McSnagga who was meant to be there. So we got our drinks in, did our introductions and waited. The Drow were already having problems with the locals. Obviously no one had reminded them there is a large forest full of goblins in Caledonia and so they seemed to be surprised at the large number of them turning up. Some of the goblins had a trade agreement with the Skaven and were seeking to extend it to the Drow and in good Caledonian fashion the rest of the goblins wanted to hit us. Once we had managed to tell Cerryn what he could and could not hit we went out and got rid of them for the Drow. Local Celts kept turning up to find out what was happening with the Tarantulas taking over the land from Conor Cuchulain (who was also present), but with the exception of McMcMcMcMc the chicken farmer they weren’t very interesting. An auction of Tarantulas land and lots of meetings and announcements seemed to be planned for the next day. So we carried on drinking and Tess had a disturbing chat with Emerald (sick little kitten) and Z’zordrin had a chat with the thing we thought was a Death knight but wasn’t but every one was avoiding anyway. And then the Gasherim turned up. While the Tarantulas organised battle lines and tactics and stuff, Cerryn, Junior, Tess and Elshar (a Drow who can act surprisingly like a celt) pegged it outside and decked them. McSnagga turned up and then we went to bed. The next day we got up and it was snowing and none of the Drow seemed that impressed with it. Camouflage problems or something. So we went down to the bar and it was closed. Yes, CLOSED!!! While we were stomping about looking for someone to complain at, the Trader Goblins turned up Looking for the Matron Mothers to make an agreement with them, none of which were there (afraid of the snow or something).
When the Tarantulas sorted themselves out and found most of the people who were meant to be there (it looks like we’re not the only faction with a missing High Incantor) the speeches started and went on and went on and went on. Basically the Matron Mothers Council is being disbanded to end competition between the Houses and start it amongst everybody. Eventually they stopped talking and we all went into the woods to kill the Skaven because they’d been getting nastier and nastier, carrying diseases. All the Bears & Vipers were getting bored and they had to do something with us in case we remembered we aren’t meant to like each other and use it as an excuse to fight. So off we went and naturally we killed the Skaven king and all the Skaven but you’ve got to be careful saying that because we thought we’d killed all the goblins. That evening it all happened, various people kidnapped Lynsall and Dallashandra but they kept getting returned so it wasn’t to bad. Cerryn and Tess guarded the Ritual circle, as Seroster Khan (an old friend of theirs, petrified at the Gathering 1098) became re-animated. And the Gasherim attacks continued…
Durith was present to aid with the dismissing of the more powerful undead of the Gasherim. Cerryn and Junior dealt with the trolls with help from the Paladins. The Wraith that appeared sucked magic out of people and items and you’ve never seen a Stormbull run so fast. When the fighting died down all returned to the hut to find Hellbron (Crimson Guard and Head of the Paladins of Lolth) had heard of a threat on his life which was later revoked. The Auction promised the previous evening followed and a deal made between Tess and Seroster Khan lead to the Pride buying some of the Underdark beneath Caledonia and Tess becoming a full member of the Pride. The death of Vengeance came to our Knowledge and the next day we also learnt how, that evening Ocelot, brother of Khan, was murdered. The final day dawned as cold and muddy as the others. A foolish mission to the bar in search of warm drinks during a Gasherim attack left Tess and Cerryn stranded with no weapon but a broken bottle. Cerryn fought his way out of the Hall and fetched their weapons while Tess did the only useful thing possible in an unarmed state and joined the Incantor wedges. (They are good for something). We were drawn out into the woods where a full-scale battle ensued between the Tarantulas (and their guests) and the Gasherim and their allies (which included Were-wolves, Ghouls and the full complement of Gribblies). Many people were paralysed but Tess felt safe fighting along side Oogie (a Viper beastman from Legion) a feeling confirmed when he later saved her life at risk to his own. Cerryn fought alongside Matron Mother Tekken-Duis the newly appointed war leader and seemed most impressed with her fighting style (but then we all know about Cerryn McNutter and the Drow). The Parliament ended with an at least temporary defeat of the Gasherim, sadness at the deaths of those who were killed and the making of friends.
Advert Trips round the bay 1 copper please apply to Capt. Shamus O`Donnell Bears camp
To Bears reguarding the future of the Dragons
A) All Cymrjan males with relatives in Caledonia to be to be absorbed into their relatives clanns in order to teach them to be proper Celts.
These are just suggestions of course; you may have some that you think are better, if so send them into the bull so we can all read them. Chief insulting McThug, Blood servant of the Morrigan and Acting Foreign minister of the bears
A joining of clanns Donald McTottie and Robyn O'Ships are pleased to announce that their wedding will take place at the second moot 1099. Their betrothal was blessed by the Morrigan (all is fair in love and war - Roger the vicar) at the moots 1098 and Chief Insulting McThug has agreed to perform the Ceremony in the bears fashion. (Save your local vicar - Roger shut up -Ed) "We welcome all who wish to attend" Robyn was quoted to say, but Refused to comment if the bar was free watch this space for more information The ambassador and the love stallion! What were they doing alone in the cave? By Cogn O'Scenti Last week an amazing story reached the ears of this reporter. It was said that the brothel keepers and madams of Unicorn Island were up in arms because their prostitutes were paying men to have sex with them! Filled with manly ardour at the scent of a good story I was on my way. Sadly my ardour was to be unfulfilled.I discovered on my arrival at Unicorn island it was not just any man whose favors they were paying for, but only the services of a certain Capt. Kalvin Cocksure, friend of the late Capt. Black Rose and of acting high ambassador Chief insulting McThug. (Save our local vicars, Roger! -slap- go to bed -Ed) Capt. Cocksure's ship had had to be moored in the middle of the harbor and his crew was standing twenty four-hour watches because the Brothel keepers and madams had threatened to lynch him. Their prostitutes had been confined to complete bed rest for at least a week by the local healers in order to fully recover from the captains amorous endeavors and they feared the demon of bankruptcy was about to knock at their doors. It must be added that the rest of the unicorn islands male population was none to pleased with the Capt. either as they blamed him for them having to suffer a period of undesired celibacy. Bertha, an exhausted regular professional companion of captain Cocksure's informed me he burst into her boudoir eyes blazing, clutching a rose between his teeth and wearing nothing but the demur of a man with a mission. This did come as rather a shock, but it was not as big a shock for her as for her customer whose emotional needs she was in the middle of servicing. Capt. Cocksure proceeded to pick him up and throw him from the window into the street. The Capt. then handed her the rose and informed her that he had had a religious experience and that now it was her turn. Bertha stated that," it felt like an earthquake was engulfing the island, but it was so good I didn't want it to stop!" Captain Cocksure's crew assured me that the same story had been heard from all over the island!
The crew informed me that the Capt.'s strange behavior began during a sailing trip undertaken at the request of chief Insulting McThug (no beer at the wedding - slap slap slap bed roger-Ed). The crew believes they were off the coast of Orknejar when they dropped anchor and the chief and Capt. rowed ashore to explore a cave. What happened while the two men were in that cave remains a mystery, but the Capt. rowed them back at such speed that the crew assumed an army of cave dwelling sea monsters must be pursuing them. When they reached the ship this demeanor of the two men was completely different. The Capt. was excited and overjoyed. He kept telling the crew that someone called Ainee had spoken to him and that he must spread her doctrine of love. So eager was he to do this, that when the wind dropped he insisted that the crew stand behind the sails and blow into them! The Chief, by contrast, was depressed; He locked himself inside his cabin and only ventured out to get more alcohol. The crews were frequently disturbed by his rantings. He was heard shouting,".... A knife in the back... ...such lies... ... all those wasted generations..." one crew member noted that the Chief was carrying a piece of tartan which could have been the same as his own, but it seemed to be crumbling from age as he turned it over in his hand. Only two men know what happened in that cave. Captain cocksure remains sleeping, sedated at the request of the local brothel keepers and madams until the effects of the passion wears off. The Chief took another ship from the island soon after the Capt. began his mission of amorous conversion, and even if he were here. Every journalist’s worth anything knows what happened to the last poor fool that tried to interview him! Announcement Robyn O'Ships is delighted to announce that she is donating permanently two ships to Capt. Shamus to start the Bears 3rd Fleet and his new pleasure boat service. P.S. Shamus is revoking his rite of assassination of Robyn due to him being given his own boat plus the other two boats. The reason for this was that she was a deserter from Shamus' ship. As long as the paper work comes through or else she will be turned over to the queenies as a deserter from the second fleet and also an imposter impersonating an official of the Bears higher command. This Paper was brought to you by Editor McYokel: - With Contributions by:
OOC Pages !!! Paula Dollar Aka Matron Mother Gereshen And Faction Leader of the Tarantulans Died on 14th April Please spare a thought for her and remember all the good she brought into your and all our lives We love you Paula and we’ll never forget you.
To Paula An excellent Role Player And excellent person
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