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NA - Cyrodiil IC Rumor Mill

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In a city under the constant struggle of war, and where few Houses remain to try and hold it, a certain Sentinel House has finally been lost. A few speculate that it might have been the brother of the late General that was once married to the Baroness. The trail of blood does not end in the streets of the city, but meanders through the trade route until it ends in a cloud of smoke in the far west countryside of Anvil. The men clad in the same steel as the interlopers of Bruma were seen leaving a newly constructed farmhouse, and nearby citizens help put out the fire after several having smelled the smoke.

They said that several bodies had been pulled from the wreckage; armored guardsmen, two women, and one other too painful to describe. Some succumbed to sword and arrow, and others simply to smoke and fire.

In Bruma, some say it is the end of the story of the one with hands not fit for war. They mourn quietly, and submit themselves to the one whose hands gripped war like a cold blade preparing to tear through Cyrodiil.
Posted Sep 3, 18
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Late in the evening, an exhausted travelling wool merchant staggered into the taproom of the Withered Rose tavern. After a few pints of mead, the man began to speak of a group of unusual travellers he had seen near the dark woods that brood benneath the foothills of the Jerall mountains. He claimed to have spotted a small band of warriors marching in rows of two, lead by a hulking horseman clad in a polished suit of gilded armour, with a sash of blue crossing at his chest tieing into a long robe that flowed over his legs, and a plumed helmet crowning his head.

Behind him marched two soldiers that were similarly dressed, save for the helmets that rested on their brows. Both carried long, two-handed blades, the points of which rested on their shoulders, angled up to the morning sun. Behind them marched four pikemen, clad lightly in helm and mail. Less heavily armoured then their companions, they still proudly bore the chalice favoured by the servants of Stendarr upon their tabards and on pennants that hung from their silver pikes.

Alongside were a pair of marksmen and two armoured priests, the latter of whom were caparisoned in ornate cuirasses and long, hooded robes which covered open-visored helmets. 'Priests more familiar with battle than blessings,' the merchant was heard to muse.

He reported that the travellers ignored him completely and seemed intent on making their way to the twisting woods nearby, woods where rumours spoke of roaming man-beasts and unnatural howls that echoed through the hills at night.

For the seasoned drinkers at the Withered Rose, this was more than enough to ignite speculation, supposition, and wild rumours of dark creatures and shifting shadows. A few of the more sober heads among them had to wonder if there was a connection between these armoured warriors of Stendarr and those who had been seen in the region a week or so earlier.
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Posted Sep 10, 18
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Black and Gold cut across Cyrodiil beginning in the early hours of Morndas. In Anvil, the Varro banner took pause. The Lady Varro paid a visit to a local stationery store where she ordered new wax stamps. Their design, of course, between herself and the shopkeep.

Word has spread that House Varro has begun to seek out new pledges to their banner. The armour-clad escort accompanying the Lady Varro spoke with several faces on the street who were inquiring about pledging swords, themselves or their non-combative skills. It is confirmed; House Varro will welcome all new blood, though their reputation for those of beast flesh remains frigid.

After their departure, the Black and Gold banner continued through the city of Anvil south to the Strid River. There, Lady Varro and the new leader of the Silverleaf Apothecary held an appointment located at Carcosa, the domain to the Ravnore banner. A meeting that was talked of by the merchants passing through the area stealing a glimpse at the Black and Gold approached by Filus Umbra.
Posted Sep 11, 18 · Last edited Sep 11, 18
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There was quite a commotion at the tavern in Kvatch with a standoff between Lucius Portius and the Horselord, Belisarius Varro. Several threats and barks were thrown by each man before dying down, and both going their separate ways afterwards. Those that saw are unsure of what it could lead too, but word spread that the two former comrades are ready to spill one another's blood should the need arise.
Posted Sep 26, 18 · Last edited Sep 26, 18
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The Grand Faire has left behind three thousands pounds of litter spread around the streets of Vinovia. Plankards and signs, empty flasks and broken stone plates, and lots and lots of pamphlets, handed out during the faire. Some though will surely make their way to other lands, in the bags of travelers and returning warriors:

Spoiler: Swords of the Empire pamphletShow

Spoiler: Embers of the Empire pamphletShow

Spoiler: Will buy books and notices pamphletShow

Spoiler: Covent of Our Lady pamphletShow

Spoiler: Theater of Dusk and Dawn pamphletShow

Spoiler: Haircuts and Styling pamphletShow
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Posted Oct 8, 18 · Last edited Oct 8, 18
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The normally silent squalor of occupied Bravil was interrupted in the night by the sounds of a riot. Word of the occurrences within the dismal town has struggled to seep through the porous borders of the Heartland into the Gold Coast. Those with the right connections would hear reports ranging from a turf war between two skooma trafficking gangs and an insurrection against Dominion soldiers stationed inside. It's difficult to be sure how many have died in the violence, but it is likely it was quickly quelled being in such close proximity to the Dominion's forward outposts. The town remains sealed, and even the most skilled smugglers in the region have struggled to infiltrate its walls once again.
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Words travel through all corners of Cyrodiil. That there is a field filled with dead reachmen. Many of the bodies burned to crisp but few still untouched by the dead flames. All of those untouched, their corpses showed visible signs of lances and swords cutting them down.

Another rumor comes to say that a group of them were guided further south onto the lands comprising the Barony of Aspern.
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