Events

A subsection alerting denizens to upcoming events, as well as reporting those held in the past.

A Citizen Warning – Mushroom Sickness

infected mushrooms

Unidentified type of mushroom found growing in Ebon Reach Marketplace

There is concern that the myconids/mosses native to the island have become tainted or infected.  The mosses and mushrooms themselves showing signs of sickness.  And the newest concern is that these infections can be passed to Eyr’s citizens.  I am working to confirm information at this time but time has shown — where there is smoke, there is often fire.  I noted strange growths of both moss and mushroom within the Ebon Reach Marketplace area during the last trade fair.   At that time I thought it a simple anomaly but as I do not frequent this area often, I did not question the type of mushroom or the source.   

We have yet to determine how widespread or the effects of such an infection.  Citizens should exercise caution until we can find out more specifics.  Beware of any unknown or unfamiliar mushrooms or moss deposits.  If you see it growing where it has not normally been seen before, I would avoid it and alert others.  At least until we can get a grasp on what this may all mean.  Avoid physical contact and the areas where they grow if possible.  

Those with further information are encouraged to come forth.  The tavern is generally the gathering place though parchments can be left at the craft dock.  Pester has proven unreliable as a source for anything but drunken gossip so please ignore him and his ribald suggestions.

Submitted by Blanche Greyling


Submitted OOCly by Blanche Fralto
See Event Info Here:  http://www.mystsofeyr.com/forums/viewtopic.php?f=48&t=7677#p16578

Let the fun begin!

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The First Stone Tablet

The stone giant began to pile together the pieces of ancient stone. From ruins of long ago. And it would finally construct a sort of temple ruin. Back and forth upon the clearing of the Moei Asing, Ornith’s field. Near the Kuvari and the Kuvessi stone healing pond. Back and forth it would lumber and rumble its warnings.  That the stones were broken and must be repaired. That they sorrowed and lament over the Great Tree because it has been harmed. Such talk about darkness falling and the stones require repair. The balance… must be repaired.  

Rauth K’ylan, the stone giant, was slow and hard at work under water. It continued to hum and spark. It was a brilliant light that shot up and out of the water, cascading into the sky only so far before it would break apart and fall over the water as so many millions of fire flies.  Embers that died and fizzled into the water.  A great billowing bubble shot to the surface and broke hard and a sort of groan escaped it. Otherwise silence until sometime later the large hands of the stone giant broke the surface of the water and grasped at the rocks of the shore line. Then it’s head breached the surface, spilling a great wash of water up over the surface and out into the field. “RRAAAAAOOOORRWRWWRRR” A loud and booming sound of utter frustration and desperation came forth from the stone giant as he climbed back to shore. Falling silent and simply staring at the stone ruins once more. 

Just staring.  And still. So still. He’d start to moan like a very deep rumbling in actual rock. They milled about him, Wanton Aime, a rather large dragon and Keth of the Moei Asing. And once the satyr spoke of crashing planes – a curious reference to the void rifts let loose upon the realm by the Ebon Reach – he’d let loose another terrible warbling bellow. “CURSE THE DARKNESS CURSE AND THE BROKEN MUST BE FIXED”.  He lumbered forward again and stood right among the ruins.  He’d touch his hand to them and at the same time tiny splinters would appear upon his stone skin and upon the rock he touched. 

The stone giant continues his digging… or… forming… not really clear what he was doing with the rocks and his own rocky skin. But something was being fashioned.  A stone tablet of sorts.  And then he’d begin to write upon it. Or… the impressions would appear as though the etched stone sunk into the solid rock, not chiseled into it. As though the very stone were living.  For a time, he would groan and ‘write’ and soon fashioned something upon the stone tablet. He heard them talking. All the talking.  Yet, these creatures… were in their own way … useful to the stone’s own purpose. “REDEMPTION!” He bellowed in some sort of sorrowful rock accent, right as Keth spoke of what had happened to Tilikambo. Clearly the stone giant was not happy about that.  Solitary creatures, these stone giants, but they had a mission. And this one ached to fulfill it.  He backed away a step and stared at the stone tablet… as though perhaps proof reading it for spelling error… and then he would simply turn and lumber away… not stopping at all for anyone or anything. 

And so the mystery of the stone giants presence and their strange language continues. Why are they here and what do they want? 

-Su’mei’an of the Moei Asing and witness to these events

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Ranged Weapons Contest! (July 27, 6-8:30PM SLT)

Hand Crafted Target Event Graphic

Bring your ‘Weapon of Choice’ or one may be provided for you!

Hand Crafted is hosting a Ranged Weapons contest on Wednesday from dusk til dark on the beach (6-8:30PM SLT).

 Here is an opportunity for you to show your superiority in ranged weaponry.  Or simply practice your skills with the friendly encouragement of your peers.  Eyr’s beach winds can be tricky and have proven an equalizer in the past.

Bring your ranged weapon of choice.  If you do not have one, we can provide one for you.   If it can be tossed, blown, or fired, it can be qualified as a weapon.  Though no spelled items or magics may be used during the course of the event.  Anyone found using magical enhancements will be tossed accordingly.

All are invited to attend.  All of Eyr’s hunters, warriors, or spectators.  So come and be prepared to show your skills or cheer on your favorite contestant.   The winner will be able to choose a custom made clothing article from either the leathercraft or tailoring booth.

Contact Blanche Greyling at the Craft Dock if you have questions.

Submitted by Blanche Greyling, Hand Crafted Proprietor


Submitted OOCLY by Blanche Fralto

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The Athenaeum is activated.

After the crystals were destroyed by the machinations of the evil lich, Ganis, the door to the Temple of the Ebon Reach was locked. Several of the Reach had been trying to find a way to open the great stone door.  A rather infamous lot, no doubt. Struggled against the door with magic and physical force for some time that night until finally… the door rolled open. But not perhaps by their efforts alone… Entering the strange temple arrangement, they found nothing.  Except silence and … the feeling of something ancient and ageless. When the stone giant revealed itself to them, they tried with some good effort to speak to and question the ancient and cursed creature. It refused to reveal its secrets to them. In fact, it did little else than wave its arms of stone about. Certainly the Reachers considered themselves out of luck… until the stone giant activated the Athenaeum.  

What is the Athenaeum? I have no clue. Perhaps an ancient library of some sort? All I can tell you is what I saw that night.  Perhaps these clues will aid you, the intrepid reader, to figure out the mystery. 

The stone giant issued a low growling groan. It didn’t sound angry, just, awakening. Its sight did not appear to focus on anyone in the room, even though there was plenty of conversation going on as to what the stone giant must be doing and why. In fact, no regard was given at all to those who apparently were invading its space, as clearly, the giant of stone was familiar with its surroundings. Its movement, creaking and rasping in sound, sent impact tremors felt by all in the temple and beyond into the wider Ebon Reach.   The lighted motes in the room coalesced around his hulk and spun as if in response to his presence.  He turned in a slow circle, thick stone fingers began to make delicate traceries in the air.

The Reachers seemed to confirm… that this giant of stone acted in such a manner that knowledge would be revealed to them. 

The stone giant continued the traceries. Large arms waving as the air in the room began to thicken.  A rising sense of power strong enough to make skin prickle bounced about the room.  The stone giant groaned again, louder this time and with purpose.  The sound much like the rumbling sound of a distant rock slide rising in volume.  The walls and ground now visibly vibrated with the sound.  Light motes and dust begin to swirl down from the heights and through the air to settle on those gathered.  The feeling of power in the room was also rising.  Those sensitive to magic felt it in their gut and a tingling along their extremities.  Even those not magical based could feel goosebumps of awareness.  Static electricity clung to the air.  With a loud “ROAAAARRRRR” the creature spread its arms as light traceries begin to blink and glow along the walls and in the air.   

And with these maneuvers, the stone giant activated the Athenaeum and it flickered to life. 

The stone giant appeared to react to words spoken of sin and redemption. Those present could feel the emotions swirling in the very air. The stone giant revealed himself as ‘Kohl’ and quite loudly at that. The lights brightened in the place, perhaps to full strength and the stone giant revealed that indeed the Athenaeum was engaged and that it’s task was done and its service complete. And then the stone giant would simply disappear back into the rock of the temple. Seemingly gone. Leaving behind a mystery that might never be solved. And yet, the Reachers would try to decipher the symbols floating horizontally and vertically in a swirling blue miasma within the temple proper. They’d work far into the night, but be no closer to true understanding in the morning then when they began.

– anonymous, because who wouldn’t fear reprisal from the Reach?  

((ooc by Eiirwen, with thanks and quotation credit to Blanche Fralto, for voicing the stone giant, Kohl IC))

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Stormstead Founder’s Day: Partying like it’s 1367!!

A rousing and wondrous display of pageantry and celebration as the citizens of Stormstead and her allies gathered to recognize the spirit of the village founding. The village was well decorated for the occasion and a gathering took place at the Crafter’s Dock to begin the parade. Wanton Aime led the procession after adorning himself with bright costume and plumage per the village symbol, the hearty and unassuming swallow. Julian Kor’me of the Gnome Depot, Orliene of the Bathhouse and Hope of the Medica, as well as Keth of the Moei Asing joined in the parade procession and followed their intrepid leader.  Wanton coursed his way through the village foot paths and wooden decking, up the hill past the Gnome Depot and the Title Wave, over to the Governor’s hut and around the bend past the Medica to the Salty Swallow.  All along the way stopping to observe the good name of Stormstead and offer insight into the various points of interest.  Also noting how Stormstead remains high and dry amid both conflict and the seasonal weather.

The final stop of the parade route was the fishing dock below the infamous bath house. The denizens gathered together for food, imbibed drinks and games.  There were some grand finale fireworks on display and an appearance and address by Governor Aaron Guile!

Governor Guiles good words:

“Another year has come to pass! And Stormstead is alive and thriving! Unlike myself!” (ghost humor) “Good evening all, good evening! This is-oh, I do believe our second celebration of Founder’s Day, though it was twelve years ago we settled here from Mystara. We built this village from a tent city and into the foundations ripped from the earth and ships we sailed upon. And though we have been set back many a time, always does Stormstead rebuild itself bigger and better.”

And then the Governor offered a toast: “To many more years of Stormstead. Stormstead stands!” Everyone in attendance cheered and the evening concluded peacefully.  May peace continue to rule over all of Stormstead! Stormstead stands!

– Julian Kor’me – Shalan’ti traders guild and Stormstead citizen

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The unbridled convergence of malevolence – a void story.

It seems that a plague of unholy darkness is upon us. Beginning in the depths of the stone laden Ebon Reach, finally breaking its bonds and flowing upon the surface freely now. What dark ritual began this malevolence, the wretched creature could not tell me. So heavy laden with fear and weakened by the void energies he had been exposed to. I did my best to comfort him. He called himself, begotten of Yang. I asked him what business such a holy creature had in the dark depths. He told me he was curious. When daylight is upon the surface of the land and filters through the trees upon the high mountains and even the depths of the water see such vestiges of sun, there is an absence of fear and pride takes hold. Believing we are safe from what lurks below. These were his words. As a warrior, he desired to rid himself of pride, as prescribed to him by Myan Ornith, many months ago. So he decided to complete the ritual of cleansing by traveling into the darkest depths of the Reach. To show to himself true fear, to feel it and to know he could meet his match in battle. To hold that as his mantle that he might be overcome by his own self confidence. A healthy dose of humility he called it.

By his own account, three beings stood before the Void. Though he could not name it as such. I knew it by his description, a swirling vortex of darkness and intense energy. I’ve felt it myself before, in a man I cleansed of its dark influence. And in my recent encounter with a voidling. Three beings of cruel appearance stood before the void and summoned them by prayer and sacrifice. He spoke of watching them for only a few minutes before such fear and dark energy overwhelmed him that he could no longer keep his eyes open. And he could not retreat, because he had sneaked into a heavily protected dominion, locked in by a heavy stone door. So he sat there and listened to their incantations and warped words of worship and as they cast their magic upon the void to call forth doom, as he spoke of it, he screamed and prepared for his demise. Crawling away into the dark tunnels and hiding. However a great explosion and deafening boom  had drowned out his cry of agony. That’s when the story catches up to what others already know. The gloom cast over the land during the cataclysmic explosion of void energy, opened the void rifts that now hold us captive in trepidation upon this land.

The enormous rifts of untold power and influence soar skyward, a disc of enormous density spins and sheds its dark energy as thick tendrils of blackness. The area consumed by darkness as the effect spreads outward. People have reported physical corruption, delusions and fear while in close proximity to the rifts. Other effects are less tangible, but one thing seems clear, the void has torn a rift in our material plane and the energies being released upon Eyr are dark and dangerous to living creatures. We know that holy magic can slow the progress of the void rifts, even weaken them considerably. Thwarting the influence of their void energy upon the land. A final cure has yet to be found. However, a few intrepid souls are formulating a plan to end the Reach’s reign of terror. Of course, I won’t divulge that plan in case prying eyes have decided to engage in good literature. Let’s just say,  the commonly known thing about fear, is that it leads good people to do things they would not normally do. I will leave our dear readers to decide if such things are truly for our collective benefit. Or merely at the whims of a select few. 

– account written by Arelea

(ooc submitted by eiirwen)

Join us for the exciting conclusion to the “unbridled convergence of malevolence” event… the final battle: Sunday July 30th @ 5pm slt.

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Lessons from the Tomes

Oh the books how they flutter! It’s not entirely clear who did this to them, but someone has enticed the books to roam about the realm free. As birds perhaps.  The magical tomes have found their way into every territory, Stormstead, the waters of the Kuvari’s Deep, the clearing of the Moei Asing and the pits of Ebon Reach.  They are at times peaceful.  Other times violent. And every feeling in between.  Frightened, confused, all knowing and reasonable. They’ve encountered the diversity of denizens in this jungle realm. And their message seems most enticing.  They are free and they intend to remain this way, since they no longer have a keeper.

34578388681_f9762030b2_mWhat could have freed the tomes? At this point it’s mere speculation, but one thing is well known, anyone who looked into the shop could see a potent reminder of the culprit. A book taken down to ash.  Who would have motivation to destroy a magical tome? Certainly no one in the village proper would take such desperate measures to disturb the proper placement of the books.  Perhaps the Kuvari or the Moei Asing? Though it is doubtful.  They are all too weak to take such action.

And why destroy a mere magical book?  As an example perhaps. Freedom is false.  For clearly, all the books are returning to their shop. Their slavery.  Their tomb. It’s a good reminder for the denizens of the jungle. Their situation is tenuous.  They may appear free, but in reality, they too are subject to a keeper. And more often than not, slaves to their own weaknesses.

~ a concerned citizen of the jungle realm

((ooc submitted by eiirwen / photo credit eyeless viper))

 

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Eyr’s Entertainers Sponsor an afternoon of Hedonism!

Eyr’s Entertaining Troupe is sponsoring a “Hedonistic Happy Hour” on the Sandy Beach!  Hedonistic Happy Hour

Times have been good.   Game is plentiful and the suckling boar especially tasty.  Fruits and nuts are in season.  Mangos, passionfruit, coconuts, durien, sugar apples and nuts are scattered throughout the jungle.   The pirates are dead (again) and it is a time of fatness and plenty.

As such, Eyr’s Entertainers are hosting a Hedonistic Happy Hour on the Sandy Beach.  There will be music, dancing along with food and drink that even Aradian aristocracy would envy!  

It is time to dress up in your finest to join us for an afternoon of laughter, fun and dancing on the beach at 2 hours past the noonday sun on Saturday. 

~ Blanche Fralto, Stormstead Quartermaster


Submitted OOCly by Blanche Fralto
Event Info:  “Mother of all Revenge” 

http://www.mystsofeyr.com/forums/viewtopic.php?f=48&t=5568

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A Time for Celebration

Culture Faire Sign.Rev2Our sailors have been put to rest and the dead pirate’s are no longer terrorizing our corner of the island.  It is a time of sadness for those lost and a time for renewal.  We can use this time to to bounce back.  Recuperate.  Build our stores.  I for one am grateful for the chance to look forward to something positive in our future. 

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Scald – Hand Crafted Goods & Trades

With this thought in mind I would like to announce that Scald, Hand Crafted’s owner, is hosting a Cultural Faire the weekend of May 5-6.  The event will be held on the beach in conjunction with our trade fair.   A covered area will be set up for people to display their own arts and talents. We consider all craftsmanship a work of art.  Those that create fine knives are as welcome as those who create pots or make jewelry.  A staging area will also be available to allow for storytelling and dance.   And of course we shall not forget food and drink.  There should be ample for all. 

Everyone is free to bring their own artwork and displays to set up as well as opportunity to showcase your talents. If you have any special considerations or questions, please contact Scald at the Hand Crafted dock.

This event will be ran in conjunction with our monthly Trade Fair.  But please… keep in mind that trade goods will be slim this month. The Salty Swallow will be leaving port severely shorthanded.  First order of business will be sailor recruitment in either Shalan’ti or Aradia.

~ Blanche Greyling
Rumour Mill Journalist


Submitted OOCLy by Blanche Fralto
Additional Event Info Here:  Cultural Faire

 

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Black Molly Terror Must End

 

Pirate Beach Battle-2

Black Molly as seen invading the Deeper Reef

Black Molly has struck again…this time right near our reef. First the undead vengeful pirate arose at the Crone’s Eye with the help of a necromancer, then she attacked the market at the Ebon Reach, bringing back more of her crew. Then, from what I have heard, she then next landed at the base of Tilikambo – the home of the Asings – once again raising her dead crew from the earth. Finally, they went and attacked our own Deeper territory.

Ebon Reach…the Moei Asing…and now my own Kuvari’s Deep…I fear this dead pirate is attacking every single one of us, with Stormstead being the final target. It would make sense, because that is where Black Molly’s tortuous execution took place.

 

Pirate Beach Battle

Battle scene from the beach even as Deepers continued to battle from the waters.

This has to end. For too long we have endured Black Molly’s terror, and we must make sure she and her crew are laid to rest once and for all, before they have a chance to escape and cause terror amidst the open seas once more. It is a final battle I wish to partake in, not run away from. We must all show vigilance and be ready to leap into battle when called. Eyr is in danger, and I will not float around as our home is terrorized by the undead. So I plead to all of Eyr, join me in ending this threat, once and for all!

 

– Lady of the Sea


Story and pictures submitted OOCly by Supermeganick
Event Info:  http://www.mystsofeyr.com/forums/viewtopic.php?f=48&t=4413

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