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Report of a murder by Thomas Castemount

2026-04-16T19:35:05Z

EdensFall: Created page with "25th day of Eleint, One hundred and seventy eight AR. As I was bringing a bound, secured, unarmed, and for all purposes helpless prisoner to the jailer, the individual known to me as Thomas Castemount approached with a warded weapon, and in some sort of gesture of intimidation to myself, for capturing cultist, slew my prisoner out of hand as they told me "Stop that." He then proceeded on with his companions. Was the cultist evil? Yes. Was he deserving of treatment und..."

25th day of Eleint, One hundred and seventy eight AR.

As I was bringing a bound, secured, unarmed, and for all purposes helpless prisoner to the jailer, the individual known to me as Thomas Castemount approached with a warded weapon, and in some sort of gesture of intimidation to myself, for capturing cultist, slew my prisoner out of hand as they told me "Stop that." He then proceeded on with his companions.

Was the cultist evil? Yes.

Was he deserving of treatment under Cordor law, once he was detained, and helpless? Yes.

Did Thomas, choose, to slay a bound prisoner, out of hand? Yes.

More so was it done as an act which had no relation to the prisoner, but simply as a form of the most viscous manner of egotism? Incredibly so.

There is no way about this. Thomas Castemount, in this instance, chose to engage in a murder under any reading of the Cordor laws with this regard. Why my bringing cultists to the jailer, to interrogate, and see to their justice under Cordor law, is of some issue, I cannot say.

I can say this, this murder, for the sheer exercise of power and bloodlust, is a dark stain on his character and should be taken into careful consideration when dealing with him in any capacity going forward.

Day 25, Month 9 (Eleint), 178 AR
 Dethos Black'Oak
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Peace treaty broken - To the citizens of Sibayad.

2026-04-16T19:33:46Z

EdensFall: Created page with "It is with a heavy heart I once more contact the citizens of Sibayad and its ruling council, for I had hoped that our last conflict would've ended it. Once more, The rulers of Sibayad has chosen to provoke our pack for their own benefit, bringing a renewed conflict to your streets. Ullurk, with the blessing of Eduard, Vestelle, Sinaid and Zelsamir have hired thieves to break into our quarters and steal from us once more. They were smarter than last time, as they did n..."

It is with a heavy heart I once more contact the citizens of Sibayad and its ruling council, for I had hoped that our last conflict would've ended it.

Once more, The rulers of Sibayad has chosen to provoke our pack for their own benefit, bringing a renewed conflict to your streets.

Ullurk, with the blessing of Eduard, Vestelle, Sinaid and Zelsamir have hired thieves to break into our quarters and steal from us once more.

They were smarter than last time, as they did not ask Bell to do it, however a Lycan is a hunter - having tracked down items stolen from Snarl and returning them to him over a year ago is proof enough of my abilities to track down thieves and punish them accordingly.

He installed a puppet regime in the underdark despite claiming to be neutral

I have no intention of letting it go this time, the last time Eduard and his pack taunted us, invaded our home and stole from us, all we asked in turn as far as peace treaty goes is for them to leave us alone - and we would do such as well.

We kept our end of the Bargain.

When the Warborn went to engage with Eduard, I argued against it.

When They Exiled Nieri on false grounds and she sought shelter among the Warborn and retaliation was talked about I argued for pacifying actions instead of violence - offer equal terms to what they forced upon Nieri rather than bring violence to your streets.

I care little for what rumours are spread of me, for they are many, few true.
 I let mine and the packs action speak for ourselves, if you are curious of any of them, feel free to stop by the fort - I guarantee your safety if all you come to do is talk.

I hereby proclaim the peace offer this time, we will hunt the leaders of your settlement until they are met. We have no wish for anyone unrelated to them to be harmed, but anyone who gets in our way shall face the same fate as them.

- All names on the exile and pariah board are to be removed for a minimum of one year
 - Eduard and his pack is to step down as settlement leaders of Sibayad, and not involve themselves for at least half a year with the ruling of the settlement
 - Eduards pack is to pay reparations of the value of five million coins to the pack for their repeat violation of peace agreements, invasion of our home and the killing of pack members previously.
 - Eduard and his entire pack is to agree to be placed under a Geas alongside my lycan pack where we swear to not antagonize eachother either directly or indirectly via third parties, and if we hear of any plots against one another, we are to inform the other party of such.

The packs stance is the same as before;
 We do not wish to deal with Eduard or his pack, we have no quarrel with Sibayad.

Eduard and his pack keeps antagonizing us, it is up to the people now wether you will accept such an leaders to risk pulling the wrath of the underdark upon your doorstep, who keeps antagonizing our pack as all we want is peace, who keeps double-dealing with various settlements stirring up shaite on behalf of his wife and her ilk.

Our reasons for this have now been stated clearly, what happens next is up to them, and the citizens of Sibayad.

Hunt well.
 Ulvric, packleader of Howler's Rest

Day 7, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 189 AR
 Ulvric Wolfhide
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The Dawnfire Crusade

2026-04-16T19:21:19Z

EdensFall: Created page with "Fellow Brothers and Sisters of the Holy Faiths; For too long the blighted remains of Light Keep, Benwick, have been left to rot and suffer. Not content to be a memorial of loss, it has attracted evil and begotten harm to the other citizens of the island. Too many years have passed where the Orders of the Light and Justice have remained idle in the face of true evil, content to refuge in distant corners. Too long have we allowed others to fight the shame that is rightful..."

Fellow Brothers and Sisters of the Holy Faiths; For too long the blighted remains of Light Keep, Benwick, have been left to rot and suffer. Not content to be a memorial of loss, it has attracted evil and begotten harm to the other citizens of the island.

Too many years have passed where the Orders of the Light and Justice have remained idle in the face of true evil, content to refuge in distant corners. Too long have we allowed others to fight the shame that is rightfully ours.

But take heart, and take up your sword, for another dawn rises. The time is now. I am Faith Solarheart, and by the trust that Lathander has placed in me, I call upon your aid in this task. No matter your skill, the crusade calls upon all who would fight this evil. Masons must rebuild walls. Carpenters must rebuild bridges and doors. Soldiers must stand against the endless waves of Hell itself. Look upon what you can contribute to the reclamation of the Holy Land.

Speak to Faith or Hope Solarheart, and we will light the path to redemption and glory.
 Sol Vult

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 166 AR
 Faith Solarheart
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Thank You, Denny Walvish

2026-04-16T19:19:19Z

EdensFall: Created page with "<poem style="border: 2px solid #d6d2c5; color: var(--color-base, #202122); background-color: var(--background-color-warning-subtle, #fdf2d5); padding: 1em;"> From the Swamps to the Skull Crags, We had a single wish. To silence a screeching half-dead cat, So we thank you, Denny Walvish! From all musicians far and wide, With the highest of regards! From vocalists to buskers, Thanks for slaying the talentless Bard! From all performers and all minstrels, From all singers,..."

<poem style="border: 2px solid #d6d2c5; color: var(--color-base, #202122); background-color: var(--background-color-warning-subtle, #fdf2d5); padding: 1em;">

From the Swamps to the Skull Crags,
We had a single wish.
To silence a screeching half-dead cat,
So we thank you, Denny Walvish!

From all musicians far and wide,
With the highest of regards!
From vocalists to buskers,
Thanks for slaying the talentless Bard!

From all performers and all minstrels,
From all singers, all orchestrals!
A cheer with Allwyn's painful squish,
We thank you, Denny Walvish!</poem>

Day 1, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 168 AR
 "The Bard of the Boards"
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171 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T19:14:29Z

EdensFall: Created page with "=== A New Tournament, A New Government! === Hello, good readers in our fair city of Cordor and beyond! A few new items of note occuring within the last few tenday, of which we will list here for your benefit. Firstly, the Tournament of Champions is once again on the horizon! Hosted and sponsored by the Cultural Ministry, and co-sponsored by House Rivorndir, this marks new Aide to the Cultural Ministry, Cara Carndt's, first tournament! As before, the boards have been set..."

=== A New Tournament, A New Government! ===
Hello, good readers in our fair city of Cordor and beyond! A few new items of note occuring within the last few tenday, of which we will list here for your benefit.

Firstly, the Tournament of Champions is once again on the horizon! Hosted and sponsored by the Cultural Ministry, and co-sponsored by House Rivorndir, this marks new Aide to the Cultural Ministry, Cara Carndt's, first tournament! As before, the boards have been set up about the city for those wishing to participate. Simply tack your name up on the board to put your name into the running. Who will participate? Who will win? One thing is for certain - this Cordorian favourite is bound to attract a roaring crowd!

Secondly, alongside Cara Carndt, a few new faces have been shuffled or added to the Cordor government! Lord-General Tera'thiel Eldafire has appointed Magistrate Devon Marshal as the lead investigator for government corruption and abuse of power. Touted as a devout warrior of justice, we look to his performance closely and wish him the best of luck.

To the position of Minister of Trade, Lord Aranzir Amante has been appointed! Lord Aranzir has seen countless years of mercantile success as the leader of the expansive Fallen Stars Merchant Company, the man has a cool, calm, and collected head with a natural affinity for merchantilism and trade. A natural choice for someone to excel at the position, and we look forward to a era of even more prosperous trade!

With all good news, however, there is the unsettling. One Gorehound has made public threats against the city, and sources state that he and his cronies were spotted on the Andunorian warship, warded and armed to the tail for a fight! Be wary, citizens! Keep an eye out, and report any sightings to the closest Guard immediately!

Stay safe out there! As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 24, Month 2 (Alturiak), 171 AR
 Anonymous
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172 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T19:13:09Z

EdensFall: Created page with "=== Brand New Cordorian Renovations === Just as the Cordorian elections were called, the city planners opened some of the nrew renovations that have been freshly constructed for a number of grand and well-used buildings in Cordor! The Library, while a little darker than one remembers it being, has received new bookshelves, doors, and a few new rooms that expand the use and the area of the already large building. With new bookshelves and new rooms, this already important..."

=== Brand New Cordorian Renovations ===
Just as the Cordorian elections were called, the city planners opened some of the nrew renovations that have been freshly constructed for a number of grand and well-used buildings in Cordor!

The Library, while a little darker than one remembers it being, has received new bookshelves, doors, and a few new rooms that expand the use and the area of the already large building. With new bookshelves and new rooms, this already important public function is perfect for the perpetual growth of our fair city!

Both the Meeting Hall and the Guard Barracks in the Government District have received an upgrade too, though the Barracks is where the renovations truly shine. At a rough estimate, I would say it has more than quadrupled in size! With a expanse of more chests, quarters, a grand archive, a training room, and many more, it is a welcome upgrade for those that risk all to keep us safe within the walls.

The recently opened Hall of the Golden Crown, and Waynolt Manor have received a redesign, more quarters, and also a wide array of shops! There are now four in the Hall of the Golden Crown, and six within the Waynolt Manor for a total of ten new shops! The new quarters are warm, with lush red carpets and bright white stone, warm fireplaces and comfortable bedding and seating. Truly homes to be proud of!

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 9, Month 12 (Nightal), 172 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Hall of the Golden Crown Open to Public ===
Recently, the Hall of the Golden Crown held its opening ceremony, in which dozens of good folk attended to engage in conversation, merriment and see the sights of the renovated temple, owned by the Rivorndir family. There was even music, provided and played by the wondrous bard of the Lilting Lotus, as people explored the grand building.

Though the main altar may be dedicated to Siamorphe, the patron of the Divine Right of nobility, there are other altars to such deities as Tymora, Kossuth, Tamara, and more, providing options to those who may not see an altar to their faith in the Red Temple or other temples in Cordor.

Atop of this, following Siamorphe's teachings, the building also acts as something of a museum to the notable noble families of Cordor. Statues and written histories of the Waynolts, the Derlsons, the Rivorndir, and more are on display within the building for public viewing.

When asked for a comment for the paper, Lady Antoinette Rivorndir stated; "I have opened the temple to encourage more piety in Cordor", and that she was happy that her hard work, and that of those who assisted, was taken so well by those who attended.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 14, Month 11 (Uktar), 172 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Hilarious Arrest of the Colourful Pickpocket! ===
Dear reader, I have a tale of deduction and intrigue, of criminal idiocy and the Military that outwitted them! Thanks to the Cordorian Military, the Halfling thief known as "The Colourful Pickpocket" has been labelled a Pariah! But how did we get to this point? A most interesting story!

The Colourful Pickpocket is a character that has plagued Cordor in the most recent times; a Halfling male who usually dresses in colourful garb, who's name likely begins with a "B" but often goes by "Jeff." The individual is responsible for picking many pockets, thieving from many citizens, and even trying to sell someone back their own head - and when they refused, he used it as a football!

He made a grievous mistake when he tried to rob one Tamaris, but the quick-thinking Captain Riza asked Tamaris to play along, and faked a charge of Disturbing the Peace, calling the Halfling to join them as a witness to her "crime." Once the Hin was inside the Barracks under lock and key, they warded against teleportation and charged him with his many crimes!

The Colourful Pickpocket foolishly walked into his own arrest, but we can only imagine the dumb expression on his face as he tried to escape via a Portal Lense that didnt work. When that failed, he attempted to flee on foot, but not before Tamaris got her revenge by beating him to the ground and tying him up before he was arrested and labelled a Pariah.

As General Gaist stated at the time of arrest; In the end, crime doesnt pay. If you want to do your part for the city, and believe yourself as quick-witted and adaptable as the good Captain Riza, you can join the Military as they're recruiting! Head down to the Barracks, or find a member to sign up!

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 17, Month 6 (Kythorn), 172 AR
 Anonymous

=== Devon Marshal Found Innocent! ===
After weeks of deliberation and debate, testimonies and trials, presiding judge Justiciar Isabel found Devon Marshal innocent of the charges of murder in his slaying of the Rakshasa, Aranzir Amante. Nathaniel Brightburst took to Devon's defence while Magistrate Vallerie Walvish acted for the Prosecution, and both rigorously questioned a series of witnesses and experts in order for Justiciar Isabel to come to her conclusion.

However, despite their victory, Mr. Marshall was stripped of his authority as a Magistrate of Cordor. Public opinion on the incident is divided, with some claiming that he did only his duty as an honourable Cordorian by removing a threat to the city and its good citizens, while others are worried about a rise in possible vigilantism or that Devon escaped punishment altogether.

Regardless of opinion, the court's decision was clear; the Blessed Bolt that Devon used, plus the room full of witnesses, only proved that Lord Aranzir Amante, the previous Trade Minister of Cordor, was indeed a nefarious Rakshasa - a creature hells-bent on acquiring power and wealth, surrounding itself in selfish opulence, at the cost of any who get in their way. What would Cordor be if this entity succeeded in their plan to take the Chancellor's seat, and what would they do with such great power? We will leave that up to the reader to envision.

What does this bode for the Fallen Stars? Who is set to inherit Lord Amante's great and expansive wealth and legacy? And is Aranzir, a Rakshasa for whom death is a strange concept, to go elsewhere or seek vengeance in another shape? Only the future will tell, dear reader, but we can enjoy this moment of relief while we have it.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 172 AR
 Anonymous

=== Corruption Magistrate Slays Aranzir the... Rakshasa? ===
At the latest Chancellor's Discussion, an attempt to broker peaceful talks between the current administration and the libellers of the board, chaos erupted when Corruption Magistrate Devon Marshal declared Trade Minister Aranzir Amante a Rakshasa and slew him with a Blessed Bolt!

Witnesses claim that as the discussion was winding down, Devon Marshal - a known Magistrate of Cordor, Warden of Darrowdeep, and member of the Cadre Metallicus - took to the floor to declare his intent, loudly and to the entire room. He stated;

"In my time as Magistrate I have dedicated my time in Cordor to its protection. Against corruption and tyranny. As such, I cannot abide by corruption as it festers in our city and even within our government."

Witnesses state that it was at this point that Devon Marshal produced a crossbow and a handful of crossbow bolts. He muttered an incantation to Bless the bolts, and loaded one into the crossbow, before continuing;

"By the light of Bahamut, I declare Aranzir Amante a Rakshasa, and the Blessed Bolt will hold my words true!"

At this, he drank a Truestrike Potion and shot Aranzir immediately after it. Witnesses claim to have seen a flash of white light as the bolt struck true, a loud sound like water rushing to fill a hole, and then Aranzir lay dead on the floor from the singular shot.

The room erupted into bedlam and panic as Cordor Military quickly formed a protective line between officials and any further attacks. Devon was escorted to the jail, where he was stripped of his authority from both Cordor and Darrowdeep, and after being raised, Aranzir was escorted to his home.

The Chancellor, having witnessed this with the twenty-other participants, stated that there would be a trial to see to both Devon and Aranzir's fate. Did the Blessed Bolt slay Aranzir because he is a Rakshasa? If not, then has Devon has committed a murder in cold blood in front of two-dozen witnesses?

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 14, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 172 AR
 Anonymous
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173 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T19:03:01Z

EdensFall: Created page with "=== Guldorand Officials Send Thugs to Chancellor Marshall! === Fresh from the Press! Earlier this day Crimson Quill staff were present as Kaadius of House Vasquire, current main body of the Guldorand Government with almost all their members nepotistically placed in high-ranking places within the Cabinet, arrived in the Cordorian square, fully warded, and proceeded to slander and mock Chancellor Marshall, a Magistrate of Cordor, and a member of the Cordorian Guard. His r..."

=== Guldorand Officials Send Thugs to Chancellor Marshall! ===
Fresh from the Press! Earlier this day Crimson Quill staff were present as Kaadius of House Vasquire, current main body of the Guldorand Government with almost all their members nepotistically placed in high-ranking places within the Cabinet, arrived in the Cordorian square, fully warded, and proceeded to slander and mock Chancellor Marshall, a Magistrate of Cordor, and a member of the Cordorian Guard.

His reason for being here? House Vasquire was instigated violence against the selfless members of the Gauntlet, and when they were found wanting and fell to those they enacted violence upon, they were punished for provocation and some were given the status of Pariah in our fair city.

Kaadius ignored both the Guard and the Magistrate's cool, calm, and collected attempts to reason with him, instead settling for a childish verbal diarrhea of slander, rudeness, and vague threats of violence. After being given a fine and a sentence of Pariah too, the man was escorted from Cordorian premises by our devoted Guards.

Did Kaadius come here of his own volition? Was he sent as a thug by House Vasquire to brow-beat and intimidate our city into releasing a just and fair punishment upon their member? We reached out to Kaadius for a comment, but he instead returned a rude gesture and fled through the portal.

Perhaps we'll soon see another article of his Smiling Dragon posts?

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 9, Month 9 (Eleint), 173 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's New Monthly Gladiatorial League ===
A fan of Cordor's archipelago-famous Tournament of Champions, but sad it happens only once a year? A fan of blood sport, or simply love to spend some time out in the city? A competitor yourself with the need for more competition? Then this article has good news for you; the Culture Ministry is organising a series of team-oriented fights that are to take place monthly!

Consisting of teams of three, contestants will need a team name and uniform to match so that the audience can root for their favourites. With a monthly prize pool of two-hundred and twenty-five thousand gold, the winner's purse is sure to attract a number of fighters, and an even larger audience!

Any skills, items, and schools of magic permitted by Cordor law are allowed, though one should not have visible wards before the fight begins. These rules offer a lot of room however, and the posted notices even come with a warning for the audience; incidental harm from being too close to the action is taken at the audience's risk. For those too close to the "splash zone", you may be risking your health! If that isn't a tantalising tidbit, I don't know what is.

We?ll be keeping our eye on these events as they progress, and wish the Cultural Ministry our thanks for their tireless work at making Cordor the best and most vibrant city on the archipelago.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 13, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 173 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff of Guldorand Wants Cordorian and Myonians Dead! ===
Three days ago, High-Sheriff of Guldorand 'Itzal Mayar' issued a signed proclamation that calls for the cold-blooded murder of Myonian Elves

The majority of these names are proud and true servants of Myon, who work tirelessly to protect the city of the Fair Kin and its allies. Nylaathria Willowmoon is a skilled and loyal Knight of Cordor and Darrowdeep, who has worked tirelessly to defend our city against threats both above and below the surface, even proving instrumental in the attack against us by the Song Dragons where she slew Andunor's strongest warriors from atop Castle Darrowdeep's ramparts.

It is well known by many however that these four have been a thorn in Itzal and his House's side for some time, now. The growing volcano of his many failures to solve his issues fairly and diplomatically seem to have reached a peak now, and the explosion of anger and cold thirst for blood has signed for the death of our selfless protectors, and those of our allied cities. Myon and Cordor are supposed to be allies with Guldorand, so why are they signing for the murder of our citizens?

How long will this proclamation last? How long will the Northern city tolerate and enable their tin-pot dictator and his bloodstained delusions of grandeur? How long before this rabid dog turns his milky gaze to our great city, and bites at more of our citizens?

As always, we encourage you, dear reader, to extend the open hand of love and friendship rather than the closed and clenched fist of violence.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 24, Month 9 (Eleint), 173 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff's Kill-List Overruled by Founder's Council! ===
As reported on our last article, High-Sheriff Itzal Mayar had issued a kill-order list on three Myonian Elves and one Dame Willowmoon of Cordor and Darrowdeep. However, moments ago, the Founder's Council of Guldorand, the few men and women of Guldorand that sit above High-Sheriff Itzal Mayar, overruled his list in a letter that is making the rounds of the settlement cities.

This two-part order informs the reader that Lysanthir will be punished by Myon if necessary in the future, and that the Council will step in if the punishment too lax. The rest of the letter stressed the aim and need for peace for the two settlements, that both should seek diplomacy and peace, talking to one another instead of resorting to violence. One can only imagine that they were most unhappy with the letter from the High-Sheriff, which prompted such a quick investigation and issue.

The Founder's Council state that Myon and Guldorand are not to feud with one another, and that morality will not be used as an excuse to do such. They also elected not to weigh in on Oahn's murder or the death of Gwyr, but after it stressed that their mission is one of peace and prosperity. They name Nathaniel (Brightburst) and Daeran as "loud and violent instigators who want to undermine peace", and promise severe punishment to those that work with them to undermine the peace of the republic.

This comes only a few days after Derristan Barley overruled Itzal's proclamation with his own, that the four on Itzal's list would not be hunted by him or the rest of Guldorand's armed forces in an effort to avoid a civil war. We at the Press are happy that the city has a cool head to lead it when necessary, and our thoughts and thanks go out to General Barley for his efforts towards peace and justice.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 9, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 173 AR
 Anonymous

=== A Lot to Catch Up On ===
Welcome once more, dear readers, to the latest edition of the Cordor Press! Due to refurbishments, we've been quiet for a short time and have much to catch up the good people of Cordor and elsewhere to.

Firstly, Mila Poklona, who previously left the Gauntlet began the race for Chancellorship with ex-Chancellor Marshall's blessings. Seamus, previously of the Cordor Guard, did likewise in order to run against her, but it ended up being Seamus that took the seat after the dust and clamor of the elections had ceased.

Ex-General Gaist Beoluve, who is currently under investigation by the Ministry of Justice, was asked by the new Chancellor to step down from his position, likely due to the negative attention his many tyrannical actions have garnered. We have a witness report of one such action where he marked an innocent and defenseless woman as a Pariah before cutting her down. What was her crime? That she was in his way and refused to move when he barked at her. It seems that Gaist has taken a new job to train the Guard, let us hope he is not training them to murder innocent women.

Thirdly, the Rivorndir Wardens have finished their movement out of Castle Darrowdeep and its new occupants, Lord Varfogar and his "piglets" of the Boaracious Appetite have moved in! They promise revelry to be had as a changing-of-hands ceremony, and that guests will be invited. Keep an eye on the messageboards for the date and time, as everyone loves a party.

Fourthly, the latest edition of Cordor's Gladiatorial Tournament saw the Redcoats taken the winning spot and the prize money! The final fight ended in a marvellous clash as Aideen fended off two Redcoats herself for almost an hour before eventually taking to a knee. Congratulations to all who participated, Cordor is all the better for your entertainment and the honour you bring the city!

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 5, Month 12 (Nightal), 173 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Tournament of Champions - 173 ===
Another year, another tournament! The call of battle, the clamour of steel on steel, the thrown spell and martial might!

An event with standing-room only due to how packed it was, Cultural Minister and Warden Flavius Florus put on an incredibly successful event with a wide variety and number of participants.

Fighters from Cordor, Guldorand, Bendir, and beyond stepped up to the challenge; even Chancellor Devon Marshall and High-Sheriff Itzal Mayar engaged in the fray! Single combat, one against one, and after the dust settled and the battle faded, three victors stood above all!

Third place was taken by Warden Nilith T'lora, who defeated High-Sheriff Itzal Mayar for the position. Second place was taken by Lord-General Gaist Beoluve, while the prime and prized first place victory was taken by the mage and guardian of Bendir, Nathaniel Brightburst! Many arose for the fight, but ultimately their forces were swept aside by these three champions of Cordor and Bendir!

Chaos ensued afterwards however, as Elain Hakissa, the ex-employee of the infernalist and necromancy-focused von Brandt family, climbed into the Chancellor's box and pulled the lever that removed the preservation and life-saving wards during an after-tournament match of two teams from the entire event! Gods allowing, none fell for too long thanks to the many priests and holy followers that were in the audience. Elain, however, fled her arrest, and is considered at large and wanted by the city of Cordor!

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 17, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 173 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordorian Streets: A New Crime Wave? ===
After something of an oasis in the hustle and bustle of day to day Cordorian life, a brief period of quiet and calm where the day contained only what you made of it, strange and violent events are once more unfolding with saddening and confusing regularity.

Sources inform the Press that only a few days ago, a pacted Warlock entered Cordor with the intent to summon a small army of Balors! To those that don't know, when a Balor perishes, its body detonates in an explosion of Hellsfire! We're informed that the Warlock wished to have the Balors do such, a terrifying spectacle before a deadly detonation, with the intent to murder and maim the good citizens of this city on a large scale, and cause countless golds-worth of destruction to property.

If this were simply its own reward, or a piece of a greater scheme, we are unsure, but the good Cordorian Guard put an end to the Warlock's plans before they could be enacted. This incident is only the most recent, however. More are occurring with alarming frequency; a Pale Master sat in the Cordorian square, bragging about the many poor folk they had slain and animated to serve their foul and evil deeds. They were being escorted from the city when a vigilante took justice into their own hands, ignoring the Guard's lawful orders, and slew the Pale Master.

With these growing public incidents, there is yet even more going on in the shadows. Reports tell of pickpockets growing increasingly more bold, and that they love to operate around the public shops; the trade hall, near the portal in the Cultural District, the bank, and more.

Are all these related, or random acts from the evil, the insane, and the greedy? Are they affiliated with other organisations, or the whims of the individual? A cog in a great machine, or the whole picture itself? Who can say? All we know is that you should be alert, and never unprepared. Stay safe!

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 6 (Kythorn), 173 AR
 Anonymous

=== Interview with Chancellor Marshall: Vol I ===
Chancellor Marshall is a shining example of martial might as he sits across me from the table, sipping his water. Badges of Darrowdeep and the Cadre Metallicus affixed to his armour, and the strength and marks of a man who is fully familiar with the labor of hard work and battle. Despite it, he wears a warm smile, and carries himself with a confident and approachable, yet sometimes distant, air.

Press: "Chancellor Marshal, congratulations on your victory in taking the seat. Did you expect it to be such an easy transition?"

Chancellor Marshall: "I was very forward and honest with my intent to run with the previous administration and the nobles of Cordor, I talked to make sure I was running with the kind of policies that would keep the city safe and top notch economically. I hope I can provide Cordor what it needs in a leader."

P: "Precisely what the people need. Speaking of policies, are you making any grand, large changes? Something the people should know about?"

CM: "Relative to the viewer, but in my opinion I think the changes to the legislation towards evil faiths is going to be a lot more strict. Likely going to be one of the bigger changes, first and foremost open displays of banned faith symbols; cloaks, banners, altars, etc, will be prohibited. No more Banites strutting around with the symbol of their tyrant God in the city."

P: "Good news to many, I imagine. What would the punishment be for doing so?"

CM: "The same punishment for illegal preaching; a Misdemeanour. Repeated offenders or faiths that turn one into persona-non-grata likely will result in removal from the city."

P: "Do you plan any big changes to the cabinet? Any new departments, or merging of the old? Another rebranding of the Military?"

CM: "The military will be focusing more on engaging its recruits and guards with more training and exercises, but I have good faith in the current leadership to make that a reality."

Day 9, Month 2 (Alturiak), 173 AR
 Anonymous

=== Interview with Chancellor Marshall: Vol II ===
"As for the ministries, Diplomacy will be having some restructuring; likely myself, my vice (Silanah Enkhadu, also of the Cadre Metallicus), and our aides will assist in speaking and relaying messages to the envoys of each settlement."

"The Ministry of Culture will see Flavius Florus, who has told me he has a whole list of idea for fun and interesting events for Cordor to enjoy. And I have faith in the Department of Health, physician Cailyn Meyer. We?ve gained a lot of new space since the renovations, likely we will turn one room into an infirmary for her to assist the city."

P: "And since we can only fit so much in an article, do you have any messages for the good Cordorians who will be reading this?"

CM: "Justice and good above all, good people of Cordor."

Short, sweet, and to the point. We the people look to Chancellor Marshall with eagerness, to see just how he handles the Chancellor's seat in these tempestuous times. With Pirates and Cyricists of the Abyssal Citadel assaulting Cordor seemingly monthly, these will be trying times for any Chancellor.

With faith, we hope that Chancellor Marshall will weather this storm for us, and that the sun will shine on our fair city once more, brighter than before.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 9, Month 2 (Alturiak), 173 AR
 Anonymous

=== Keep Yourself Safe From Raiders! ===
Greetings, my dear readers! I hope this article finds you all well, even if today's subject is a bit of a grim one.

I'm sure you've all heard of the recent attacks, boasts, and threats from Sencliff and Andunor. Just the other day there were reports of Gnolls and Orogs roaming the Trade Road!

If Tymora smiles on you, hopefully you'll never run into any of those monsters on your travels. But still, we've all got to be prepared for the worst. Here's some helpful tips for you ordinary folks and fledgeling adventurers that should help keep your limbs attached and your valuables in your possession.

Always carry a Portal Lense, and make sure you're attuned to a leyline in a safe location! Portal Lenses are useless if you're not attuned to any leylines.

Trust your intuition! If a situation seems strange, or if a person seems shady, don't stick around to find out if your instincts were right!

Watch out for heavily warded strangers! Most people on mundane errands haven't magicked themselves to the teeth. If someone's dripping with wards and enchantments, they're probably on some dangerous business, so it's always safe to steer clear from them.

Don't assume that daytime is safe! Many denizens of Sencliff and Andunor have no fear of the sun as the Drow do, and can raid the roads whenever they feel like it.

Most importantly, there's safety in numbers. You don't have to travel everywhere with an entourage, but it never hurts to have friends and contacts. Get to know who the local defenders are.

And lastly, don't be a hero. Your life and safety is more important than money or pride! Run away if you can, barter your way out of a fight if you must.

Stay safe, and until next time,

Ernie Keen,
 Correspondent of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 173 AR
 Anonymous

=== Keep Yourself Safe From Raiders! ===
Greetings, my dear readers! I hope this article finds you all well, even if today's subject is a bit of a grim one.

I'm sure you've all heard of the recent attacks, boasts, and threats from Sencliff and Andunor. Just the other day there were reports of Gnolls and Orogs roaming the Trade Road!

If Tymora smiles on you, hopefully you'll never run into any of those monsters on your travels. But still, we've all got to be prepared for the worst. Here's some helpful tips for you ordinary folks and fledgeling adventurers that should help keep your limbs attached and your valuables in your possession.

Always carry a Portal Lense, and make sure you're attuned to a leyline in a safe location! Portal Lenses are useless if you're not attuned to any leylines.

Trust your intuition! If a situation seems strange, or if a person seems shady, don't stick around to find out if your instincts were right!

Watch out for heavily warded strangers! Most people on mundane errands haven't magicked themselves to the teeth. If someone's dripping with wards and enchantments, they're probably on some dangerous business, so it's always safe to steer clear from them.

Don't assume that daytime is safe! Many denizens of Sencliff and Andunor have no fear of the sun as the Drow do, and can raid the roads whenever they feel like it.

Most importantly, there's safety in numbers. You don't have to travel everywhere with an entourage, but it never hurts to have friends and contacts. Get to know who the local defenders are.

And lastly, don't be a hero. Your life and safety is more important than money or pride! Run away if you can, barter your way out of a fight if you must.

Stay safe, and until next time,

Ernie Keen,
 Correspondent of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 173 AR
 Anonymous
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174 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:56:40Z

EdensFall: /* The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR
 Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.
 - Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.
 - Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.
 - Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR
 Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR
 Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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2026-04-16T18:56:32Z

EdensFall: /* Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR
 Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.
 - Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.
 - Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.
 - Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR
 Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR
 Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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174 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:56:21Z

EdensFall: /* The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.
 - Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.
 - Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.
 - Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR
 Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR
 Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.
 - Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.
 - Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.
 - Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR
 Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR
 Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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2026-04-16T18:56:02Z

EdensFall: /* Passing of the Torches */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.
 - Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.
 - Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.
 - Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR
 Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR
 Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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174 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:55:49Z

EdensFall: /* High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.
 - Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.
 - Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.
 - Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR
 Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR
 Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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2026-04-16T18:55:39Z

EdensFall: /* High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.
 - Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.
 - Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.
 - Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR
 Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR
 Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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EdensFall: /* High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.
 - Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.
 - Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.
 - Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR
 Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR
 Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.
 - Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.
 - Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.
 - Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR
 Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR
 Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.

- Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.

- Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.

- Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR

Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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174 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:54:01Z

EdensFall: /* Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.

- Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.

- Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.

- Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR

Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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174 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:53:52Z

EdensFall: /* Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.

- Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.

- Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.

- Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR

Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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2026-04-16T18:53:43Z

EdensFall: /* Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.

- Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.

- Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.

- Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR

Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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2026-04-16T18:53:33Z

EdensFall: /* Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.

- Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.

- Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.

- Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR

Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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2026-04-16T18:53:25Z

EdensFall: /* Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.

- Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.

- Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.

- Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR

Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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174 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:53:14Z

EdensFall: /* The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.

- Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.

- Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.

- Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR

Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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2026-04-16T18:53:05Z

EdensFall: /* The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.

- Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.

- Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.

- Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR

Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,
 - Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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EdensFall: /* Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.

- Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.

- Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.

- Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR

Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.

- Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.

- Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.

- Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR

Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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174 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:52:21Z

EdensFall: /* Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.

- Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.

- Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.

- Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR

Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.
 + Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"
 + Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.
 + Maintaining surgery in spare time.
 + Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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EdensFall: /* Beshaba's Bad Breath */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.

- Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.

- Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.

- Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR

Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.

+ Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"

+ Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.

+ Maintaining surgery in spare time.

+ Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
 Anonymous
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EdensFall: /* The First Great Arelith Bake Off */

=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.

- Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.

- Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.

- Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR

Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.

+ Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"

+ Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.

+ Maintaining surgery in spare time.

+ Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;
 - Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.
 - Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.
 - Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.
 - Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;
 - High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.
 - Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.
 - Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR
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=== The Great Arelith Bake-Off & Food Festival! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake-Off is giving you the opportunity to be named the Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor?s Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet + Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a month's time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition beforehand. Leave a note at the inner Press door or the Rivorndir Manor. Likewise if you wish to organise entertainment or otherwise for the Festival.

To reach the Fairgrounds, simply enter Whidershin village through the Southern Trade Road and head West.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 27, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Food Festival + Great Arelith Bake Off Soon! ===
Calling all confectioners, bakers, culinarians and breadmakers! A Celebration of food, wine, and all things culinary will be held at the Fairgrounds, soon! And ontop of that, the Great Arelith Bake Off is giving you the opportunity to be named Arelith's Star Baker!

The competition will be judged by a trio of judges, all with very different palates;

+ Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, Cordor's Minister of Faith

+ Konstantin Helbrecht, High-Watcher of the Gauntlet & Church of Helm

+ Vald, Jester Extraordinaire and House Silversword Retainer

The competition will be broken into three rounds, each of which will be an hour long and will have a rule that must be followed; an ingredient that must be used, a theme that must be followed, etc. The results of which will be marked by the judges on a score out of Ten. Whoever has the most points by the end of the three rounds is the victor, and will have the bragging rights of being named Arelith?s Star Baker, and the included prize!

If competition isn't your thing, we have a limited supply of various food and wine to enjoy as you mingle, enjoy the entertainment, and converse! Temporary stalls at the Fairground also offer an opportunity to sell your wares and generate business!

So mark your calendars for a few days time!* The competition will be held shortly after the Food Festival begins, with entertainment after the competition. Simply let myself or Antoinette Rivorndir know that you wish to participate in the competition.

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( 11th of September, 5PM GMT / 1PM EST ))

Day 23, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

=== The Royal Lodestar Network: Security or Spying? ===
Within the last few days, a number of additional frameworks have appeared within the Cordor city; large, glowing orbs of crystal, surrounded by mirrors that focus light to the center and from within the sphere. These strange constructs were revealed to be part of the Royal Palace of Cordor's "Royal Lodestar Network", backed by Queen-Consort Lady Jennifer Eldren and aimed to make the city safer by way of permanently scrying the streets in order to look for trouble, mass gatherings, or problems before they become problems.

Some may remember this from the days of Chancellor Katernin Bersk and Vice-Chancellor Peram Flint, who began a similar initiative as part of the then-Chancellor's self-proclaimed Magocracy, where the common-folk and those without arcane ability were looked upon as second-class citizens, and expendable. The Queen maintains that this was an ingenious system however, one that proves Cordor's superiority and ingenuity.

But what of her kingdom's opinion? This Editor has heard many complaints, worries that they are being spied on once again by agents within the Government, and fears of just how this is used. How many areas are being watched? What safeguards are in place to stop enemies of the city from using it, or corrupt entities within the Guard furthering their own agendas with it? Who watches the watchers?

The Palace states that the benefits are to be focused on; that this system allows Guards faster response to any attacks, and to ease manpower needs by having the few watch the many. While the benefits of this system are clear, many are still scared by the looming spectre of the Bersk administration.

It's clear that this topic will be at the front of everyone's thoughts and concerns, so we'll be asking a number of you, the good public of Cordor, what your thoughts are about it. Keep an eye and an ear out for us, and you might end up in the Paper!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 11, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Lodestar Network: Public Opinions ===
As mentioned in our previous article, the Cordor Press sought public opinion to see what receivement of the Lodestar Network was to the citizens of our city. The five Cordorians below were asked the simple question; "What are your opinions, if any, of Cordor's Lodestar Network?" Here are their answers;

- LT. Konstantin Helbrecht, Gauntlet: "Despite its origin, the addition of the Lodestar Network is a welcome change. It monitors places of public congregation that, in absence of the Network, could be monitored by guardsmen just as well. I do not see concerns raised about privacy so far as an issue. To the contrary - both the Guard and the Ministry of Justice's work are made easier. What in the past were difficult 'he said, she said' cases can now be confirmed by the Network, therefore reducing judgements made on falsehoods."

- CPT Khal-Dun, Sailor: "Never much good comes of scryin'. Some things are best to time and chance."

- Morgan Hart, Bartender: "There were already city guards where they put the lodestars, so... it isn't really any more surveillance than there was before."

- Andus Kaltherian, Adventurer: "I am in favor of it. It does sound quite useful, and a potential deterrent to crime. The guard is not omniscient, but this is one step closer, at least, within Cordor. I think the more eyes the guard has, the better."

- Ingram Mensen, Adventurer: "Truly, has -any- crime been stopped by this network? The citizens have no idea who, or when, the eye is upon them. I do not trust the follies of men to stay on focus for too long."

Five very different Cordorians with five very different opinions. We bring these opinions to you with the hopes that you may see your own voice represented and echoed in these statements, in our never-ending quest to ensure that the public have their voices represented. Bad or good, concerns or compliments, the people must be heard.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Passing of the Torches ===
A day of inaugurations graced the archipelago earlier, two ceremonies with a passing of power, authority, and responsibility - one in Myon, one in Cordor.

In chronological order, the first was that of Myth Myon's new Coronal; Nicir Ellenocen. A beautiful event that saw Karathas ordaining the new Coronal in the river of Myon, to the majestic sound of a choir's chorus. Crystal-clear waters passed the two, flanked by noble statues of the Seldarine. To spread and protect joy and merriment among the Fair Kin, to guard them against threats both within and without, and to safeguard all that they value.

Food and drink flowed plentiful and freely after the peaceful ceremony, but a few hours after it, another inauguration took place in more homely territory, back in the Walled City of Cordor.

Secondly, Konstantin Helbrecht became the new High Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Gauntlet. Held in their temple in Cordor, Emma Young lead the ceremony that saw High-Watcher Helbrecht ordained, after a number of vows to uphold the tenets and scripture of Helm, to be a protector of the weak and needy, and to be a shield against the darkness. After it, an after-party was held in the Lotus with even more food and drink, dancing and speeches.

Emma Young stated that the day would also be a series of goodbyes, as she plans on returning to Waterdeep with her fianc e to raise their child. We at the Press wish them, High-Watcher Konstatin Helbrecht, and Coronal Nicir Ellenocen, a long and successful reign in their corresponding positions. Their people look to them for guidance and safety, and it is our hope that no voices will go unanswered while they are in position to answer them.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 2 (Alturiak), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol I ===
The interview takes place in Guldorand's caf , recently changed ownership with a breath of new life and energy. High-Sheriff Kesa Hillside elects to sit on the plush carpets, I assume in fear that the ornate Human-sized seats may break if she, a tall Firbolg, descends into one. Joining us are Veisha and Sirius, friends and co-workers of the High-Sheriff, as we all enjoy a cup of delicious coffee and some light snacks before the interview begins.

Press (P): "Thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, High Sheriff. Let us begin with the point on everyone's mind; what lead to your decision to have Guldorand leave the Axehold Accords?"

- At this point, High-Sheriff Hillside ponders a moment before withdrawing a written letter from her bags and reading it aloud. It is part of her campaign Agendas, but the overall theme is that the Axehold Accords as current breaks with the High Council's edict that only they may choose when to go to war, not when a pre-existing agreement says so.

P: "So, in essence; because only the Founder's Council can dictate when to go to war. Being forced into it by way of a previous agreement breaks the Founder's Council's edicts?"

H: "That and their desire from foreign influence. The Founders are also very clear on what races and people we can fight against, the Accords left that door wide open. Those three reasons are why Guldorand left the Accords to follow more limited and direct treaties with our allies."

P: "Given that Guldorand has 'terminated trade and treaty' with Cordor, does that mean you no longer consider Cordor an ally?"

H: "I might ask the same of Cordor after reading your Chancellor's post calling for an overthrow of my administration. But no, Cordor is not friend nor foe at this point."

P: "I can't speak for the Chancellor, but the Axehold on the other hand does hold the vastly popular opinion of being a mostly defensive pact, for the benefit of all."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol II ===
H: "The Accords served their purpose, I will not deny that, but Guldorand has changed. Such is the way of things. Nothing can remain forever. We offer the same defence pact, though updated, to Bendir and Brog both. Myon as well when they settle their affairs in leadership."

P: "Ignoring the Chancellor's statement for now, your main issue with Cordor was the Lodestones? Can you elaborate why, or if there are any more hidden troubles?"

H: "You are aware this is not the first time Cordor has had these Lodestars, yes?"

P: "It is, but this current edition is far less intrusive than the originals, and it also lacks the magocracy that controlled them and the public with an iron fist."

H: "Perhaps, but with this leader, and what about the next? I was not impressed with the history of their last use, nor do I trust Cordor's future leaders to be wise in their use. The Founders also place the freedoms and rights of the person above all else. Thus why we have the Freeport and the Charter."

"What example would we be to talk of rights and freedom and then support such a king? There are times when one must draw a line and stand for what is right. This is such a time."

P: "What freedoms do you consider invaded? The Lodestone is only a monitoring tool, and only in public areas where guards would be otherwise."

H: "I can call a sword a paper-weight until it is lifted to stab somebody. Do you honestly trust your King and his 'Queen', plus the elected leaders to not abuse such a tool?"

At this point, Veisha (V), signals she wishes to speak. Kesa gives her a nod.

V: "There are collars in the Dark that have also been said to do as what is described here. If not in use, they certainly have been tested."

P: "Slave collars may monitor the slave, but they are still slave collars. The Lodestone does not force anyone within the city to act a certain way, or punish them for breaking the law. They must still be witnessed by a guard."

Continued in Vol III.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== High-Sheriff Hillside Interview: Accords Apart - Vol III ===
V: "Which, then renders the point of why they're redundant, no? Why not just have mages constantly scry? Same effect, same purpose. The difference is that, unlike a mage, you know the Lodestar is always there."

P: "Because one guard can now, effectively, monitor the public areas of Cordor in a few moments. Before, you would need a team of scryers or guards."

H: "We may debate the back and forth of the devices all day, but it does not change my stance. I do not feel the Founder's would support such a thing, and thus nor will I. If I may be so bold, the response from your elected leader to my statement, which was presented with respect and decorum, was less than reassuring. As surely as I will one day be voted from office, the Lodestars will bring trouble to Cordor."

P: "My inquiry is to root out just what -exactly- is your issue with them is. You say a breach of freedom, but when I ask, you state that you 'suspect' and that they 'could maybe' be misused, not that they are. Using your sword analogy again; any citizen could use one to murder another in cold blood, should we remove them??

H: "This is not a new debate. Last time they were used, many fled to escape them and now those of your own government step down in protest."

- This refers to Lord Aemon Waynolt who recently posted his public resignation because of his view of the Lodestar Network.

"I do not try to change the King's mind or yours. Guldorand will simply not aid them in their plans."

P: "This interview is about -you-, High Sheriff. Are you agreeing that your issue with the Lodestones is mere 'suspicion' and 'maybe's'?"

H: "I am honestly not sure how to explain my thoughts on the matter, any more than I can explain the feeling one gets when standing alone in the woods at night. There are some things in this world that are wrong, and you have no other reason to know such than the feeling in your soul."

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 23, Month 3 (Ches), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== For Vaeryll: Trial Notes (Copy) ===
Vaeryll,

Apologies for the rather messy notes compiled, but the Trial was... a headache. Below are the important notes.

- Accused: Izahne, former Guardswoman of Cordor, second-in-command of the Guard beneath Devon.

- Prosecution: Justiciar/High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht.

- Defence: Ryker, also of the Guard. - Presiding Judge: Chancellor Providence. - Verdict: Izahne found Guilty and "forbidden to participating in Government activity of any sort" under a condition - if those who's True Names she stole forgive her and give their blessings, she may be allowed to return. (I.E. Karathas, Tristan, etc.)

After passing her verdict, Chancellor Providence also announced that she would be stepping down as Chancellor as soon as the paperwork with Myon, regarding the condition, was filed.

The demi-God that bartered with Izahne for the True Names, the "Speaker of Fortunes", also attended in silence until the trial was over, at which point she tried to "clarify what she is and what her bargain with Izahne" was. She argued for Izahne, but it's understandable given they had a bargain, and this trial may discourage others from seeking further bargains or conversations with her.

I can answer any questions you may have, but I would recommend talking to Konstantin regarding his victory in the trial, and Providence regarding her standing down. Both would make good articles.

Day 23, Month 11 (Uktar), 174 AR

Drad An'ash

(Copied from Cordor Press message board: Kythorn 21, 178AR)

Day 21, Month 6 (Kythorn), 178 AR

Anonymous

=== Deceit, Dishonour, and a Dangerous Mob ===
Violence, chaos, and fire erupted into the Square of Cordor recently as an armed mob took to the streets of our fair city, accusing the new Chancellor Konstantin Helbrecht of harbouring a Dark Elf! He and the then-inhabitants of the Church of Helm & the Triad were marched to the Palace by the Captain of the Palace Guard and his soldiers, presumably to answer questions.

While they were within, the mob took to destroying the entranceway of the Church, setting fires to the lumber and breaking the masonry of the building until most of the front had collapsed. Witnesses to the riot state that Storm, a Dwarven member of the Cordorian Navy and Riza Beoulve's Second-in-Command, took the shape of a dragon and breathed fire to engulf the building in flames!

Moments later, presumably after their questioning, the Chancellor and his retinue were released from the Palace after the mob had dispersed. Selfless and charitable Cordorians, not sharing the frenzied madness of the rioters, took to the soot and dirt, shifting through the rubble and repairing the front of the Church to its previous glory. The Chancellor echoed the Palace's judgement to the people; that he would be the defendant of a public trial, and that those who contributed to the sacking of the holy site would "meet the King's Justice."

It's not lost on the Press that this riot comes almost immediately after the Chancellor's victory. Ask yourself, dear reader, who benefits the most from this chaos? From Cordorians turning on one another, increasing the divide between citizen and citizen? To us in the Press, it's our opinion that none benefit more than those who failed in the elections. They cannot win the election through proper means, so they betray you and the other good people of Cordor with underhanded, deceitful, and dishonourable tactics in an attempt to steal it.

Question everything!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 12 (Nightal), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 1 ===
Those of us who live and have grown up on the Archipelago of Arelith have come to know our home as being filled with a diverse menagerie of eccentric curiosities and bizarrely strange creatures. Today, I find myself with one such strange and peculiar being, an 'awakened' whale known as Cuan Gledhich. For those who do not know, awakened is a permanent state that is applied to an animal or object imbued with so much magic that they become sentient beings. Since being graced with the blessing of sentience, Cuan has taken up the druidic mantle of protecting the waters around the Arelith Archipelago.

It is here at the shipping port known as the Crows Nest, among the salted air and the sweaty sailors working for their daily wages that we sit down and discuss the death of Ruger Rockenstock. Cuan-Gledhich was actually patrolling the seas near the Recompensa Del Dana when it exploded. After an offering of two barrels of fine whiskey, Cuan Gledhich agreed to share with us his druidic insight and first eye point of view of the events leading up to that fateful day:

The Cordor Press (P): "Considering you have such a history of protecting the waters around Arelith, were you aware of the plan to kill the Dread Pirate Ruger Rockenstein?"

Cuan Gledich (CP): "I was nay involved in the operation at all. In fact, I'm mostly aware of the incident from hearing reports from my gull friends who were there. Of course, I saw the explosion as well."

(P): "So you didn't exactly witness the events leading up to the explosion yourself.. What can you tell me from those reports about what exactly happened on the Recompensa Del Dana before it went up in flames?"

-- Continued in Volume 2

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 2 ===
(CP): "I didnae directly.. Nay. But my gull friends told me they saw Ruger's people fightin... Amnish folk, includin' one at the helm with a mask.. Was kinda nice mask but one that covered the whole face. When Ruger went to take the wheel, my Gull friend said things got very cold... then he collapsed and his body disappeared...The Amnian crew had been defeated and the battle had been done when Ruger touched the wheel."

(P): "So Ruger had thought he won. It sounds like the wheel had been enchanted with a trap... After Ruger's body disappeared, did any of his other crew perish too? We had reports that most escaped via a portal. Did your sources report anything other than the explosion?"

(CP): "Nay. His crew withdrew before the explosion.. And the crew of the Amnian ship were claimed by the blast..."

(P): "From your point of view and expertise, do you have any guesses as to how the Amnians were able to kill Ruger?"

(CP): "Well, I might be able to gather a little more information from the gulls and the creatures of the sea... give me a moment lass?"

(P): "Of course."

The large, sentient whale fell silent for a moment. Peering over the edge of the docks, I witnessed him as he started to hum beneath the ocean. The large eye that had been peering at me from below shut in a moment of concentration. Then, a large shutter that produced large ripples along the water around him as the loud humming quieted.

(CP): "The gull had seen a detail he had forgotten to mention that was very important... As soon as Ruger touched the Captain's wheel on the ship, he passed out... At the same time, there was a cold sensation that I can confirm is associated with the removal of a soul from a body... Right after a spell claimed Ruger's body whole as well.."

(P): "That sounds a lot like necromancy... Are you saying a spell from the school of necromancy was used to separate Ruger's soul and body?"

--Continued in Volume 3

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Ruminations of Rockenstock's Raze: Volume 3 ===
(CP): "Aye." The whale shutters again, no doubt from disgust at the topic at hand, "Stephen (the gull who witnessed it) is a good lad, but he doesn't have much direct knowledge of magic?"

(P): "Given your experience in defending these waters, do you have any concerns about the safety of maritime travellers after this event has taken place? Do you believe Ruger's crew may try to retaliate now that there is a power vacuum and they survived?"

(CP): "It's entirely possible that Ruger's crew might retaliate, but... if they do, I hope they have some sense, and keep it civil and don't damage the ocean in the process... Though, I do reckon if travellers are smart, careful, and ideally.. Not Amnian, they should be fine. Regardless of the side of the conflict.. If I can help ensure you do not perish on the waters, I will try, but I am only one Whale and this ocean is big."

(P): "All of the help you've given the archipelago in defending its waters will always be gratefully appreciated. Is there anything you'd like to say as a statement to the people of the Arelith Archipelago?"

(CP): "Not related to the incident with Ruger, but: Whatever you do on the oceans, be it explore, transport goods, or are a damn pirate....do not overfish or harm them... We're all a part of the same land and need to get along, aye?"

With the conversation said and done, the whale instructed two water elementals to take the barrels of whiskey I had procured for the arrangement. As he, the water elementals, and the booze disappeared into the sea, I am left with more questions than answers regarding the mysterious and well coveted circumstances around planning Rugers death.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 1 ===
Ambassador Valarde's office within the Amnian Embassy continues the d cor of the greater building around it. Intricate stonework lines the floor, covered here and there with expensive and foreign carpets, the room lit with golden candlesticks that carry warmly scented candles. Paintings of Athkatla and the beautiful scenery of Amn line the walls. The Ambassador is a dedicated man to both Cordor and Amn, which is precisely the reason why I am here to speak with him. He is flanked by a Cowled Wizard who is silent throughout the conversation, but nevertheless smiles at our jokes and memories of home. The Ambassador and I share cigars and reminisce before we begin the interview;

The Cordor Press (P): First of all, I'd like to say; thank you for taking the time to speak with the Press, Ambassador.

Ambassador Guillermo Valarde (A): But of course. I am always glad to avail myself to queries when able to do so.

P: To answer some questions the people may have, could you give a short summary of just what occurred out on the seas when Amn vanquished Ruger for, what we hope, is the last time?

A: I can assure that it will be the last time. To explain it briefly, and I admit I know not all the specifics; a combined arms force of the Amnish Navy and the Cowled Wizardx set out with a Galleon, soon to be decommissioned, the 'Recompensa del Dana' with the express intent of ensuring the demise of Ruger Rockenstocks was initiated. True to form, the Recompensa came under attack. Marines, Cowled Wizards, and Captain were all volunteers, understanding this was likely a mission to lead to their end.

In specific, the Recompensa herself had been turned into a trap that, once sprung by Ruger, would spell his demise. If it should fail, a secondary measure had been put into place, the one seen by many along the coast. I have it on confirmed authority by the Cowled Wizards that the primary portion of the trap did function and do its job. Ruger is no more.

- Continued in Vol II.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Rockenstock's Ruin, Interview with Ambassador Valarde - Vol 2 ===
P: What was the trap? I'll understand if you can?t be detailed given the nature of the incident.

A: It was designed particularly with his mindset and tactics to date in mind.

P: Was it just Ruger who perished, or his crew too?

A: His crew had been with him but were able to evacuate the ship via portal prior to the explosion which consumed it.

P: Why exactly was Ruger specifically chosen to be the recipient of the trap?

A: His extensive pirate activity in this region. Not only has he, as a Dread Pirate, harmed Amnish interests directly but his actions have contributed to instability of the seas in the Arelith region for a long time. A message had to be sent. Mind, this is not glorious - thirty Amnish crew on this operation, albeit volunteers, or in one case terminally ill, lost their lives to see Ruger ended. The only solace to be taken is that pirates of the Arelith Archipelago know that Amn means business.

P: A noble effort, and they all have our thanks. It is near impossible to put a figure on just how many lives Ruger affected; sailors, families of sailors, merchant backers, soldiers. In the long run, you've likely saved a great deal of lives.

A: Precisely. It is never an easy thing to commit to such an operation, but you are right. The lives spared number more greatly.

P: Are there any names you wish to thank publicly for this operation?

A: Signora Capitaine Maria DeCello. In spite of her affliction, she was willing to serve as Captain on this mission, her brother's ship was claimed by pirates of the region, certainly led by Ruger.

P: Finally, do you have anything to say to the public? Reassurance, or warning to those who might seek revenge?

A: A mixture of both. Those who seek only to trade or explore the High Seas have naught to fear from Amn. There is plenty of the Trackless Sea for all. However, for those who wish to loot, plunder and destroy? There is naught but death awaiting you.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley.

Day 5, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol I ===
Dear readers, we bring you news; Theodor Helbrecht, who was prisoner within the Cordor Jail for little over a tenday now, has met with his (hopefully) final and true death at the hands of Cordor and its citizens.

Chancellor Providence oversaw the execution, with Justiciar Dra'gos Rivorndir fulfilling the legal requirements of the sentencing and execution, while Magistrate & High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, integral in the capture of Theodor, assisted. Gauntlet members, the Church of Helm, Rivorndir Wardens and the City Guard ensured that, should a rescue attempt be made, the execution would continue unaffected. After being sentenced to death, Konstantin offered his brother the chance of a final word. The judged was unable to finish it, however, as he soon began contorting in pain as something from within him began to activate.

Theodor was slain in an attempt to stop his ill-intent, but it was too late. A rift opened within the jail, and a tide of vicious Fiends poured out of it, intent on slaying "the brother" - Konstantin Helbrecht. The creatures were met with righteous Cordorian steel, and they were beat back into their own realm before the rift was closed. As the gathered rested, Lord Valros Rivorndir, a Kossuthan priest, attended to Theodor's remains - coating him in sanctified oil before purifying his remains and soul in the eternal Holy flames of the Firelord, consumed until there was nothing left, not even ash.

Before his execution, however, Theodor gave some words for the Press, that we will publish here unedited;

"My story may end, but with my end many new ones will begin. There will be others like me, worse than me. It is inevitable. But to me, I only ever had one goal. One purpose." At this point, Theodor levels a hard stare at Konstantin. "Planning ahead and ensuring contingencies. This is important. But the Tapestry of Life will never finish its story. Even with my death."

Continued in Vol II.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The Death of Theodor Helbrecht, Vol II ===
These are, as I'm sure you're aware, the last words of a madman who knew that only death awaited him. Death that would, in all likelihood, be celebrated by those that witnessed it. This is a man who sought only pain, and suffering, and death upon our citizens and allies - ask anyone who interacted with him and they will tell you a story of his cold brutality. Even the Cordor Press' owner, Drad An'ash, recalls the first time he met with Theodor Helbrecht;

"When I first met him, the man was skinning the ears off a poor Elf's decapitated head in the Shadovar. Said he intended to make some jewellery with it for his Queen, something about a necklace. The man will spin some self-righteous rhetoric to validate what he did, but in the end, the man is a monster. A beast. A very cunning and intelligent beast, but a beast nonetheless."

He threatens that there will be more like him - worse even - but this is the end of Theodor's story. There will be more threats, there always are, but the history of our city shows one true fact; whatever happens, whoever rises to challenge us, Cordor prevails. We prevail, good reader, in whatever darkness or entity turns its gaze and might against us. The citizens change, the Chancellor changes, the buildings change, the Cabinet and Guard change, but throughout all this change for as long as our histories record, Cordor has prevailed.

Remember this, dear reader, and find safety in it. That no matter how dark the night gets before the dawn, that no matter what evil rears its ugly evil head to bite, what seedy criminals rise up from the underbelly of the city, what outside threats try to probe inward, good people like you are the reason that Cordor prevails.

Now, and always.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 9 (Eleint), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Cordor's Flagship Sank by Andunor! ===
Cordor's flagship "Leviathan", captained by Admiral Riza Beoluve, and a crew of over a dozen souls, were recently sunk by Andunor's "Dreadnaught." A number of allied surface forces; Guldorand, Gauntlet, Knights of Silvermane, Cordor, and Cordorian Officials, fell to the infamous Gorehound and his large crew. Sources from below state that Khael'dar has also claimed responsibility for the event.

The two ships exchanged a great deal of fire; the Leviathan with a bombard, the Dreadnaught with a volley of ballistae. When the Dreadnaught's weaponry proved superior, the Leviathan taking far more damage than the other, Admiral Riza made the call to board the Dreadnaught. Steel was drawn, grapples thrown, and the Leviathan's crew boarded the vessel before being mercilessly cut down in only a few moments.

Selfless guardians of the surface, hunted across the waters by a smoke-billowing monstrosity, crewed by sadistic monsters who want nothing less than to enslave or murder our families and friends. Opinions of the incident are mixed, with one question being asked repeatedly by both those we spoke to; why was the decision to board the ship made? One Cordorian asked; "the Dreadnaught is a floating brick, it is easily out-sailed. Why would you board if you're already outgonned?" Another said; "boarding a ship is the most dangerous action in naval combat. Would have been far less casualties to sink it or flee to fight again another day." One survivor of the conflict stated; "I am not sure Riza is the reputable sailor everyone claims her to be."

Whether this was a genuine mistake, an order given in chaotic battle, or a tragic failure in command, who can say? Regardless, our hearts go out to the friends and families of those that perished in protection of our city and the surface as a whole, and we at the Press give our deepest condolences for those who made the ultimate sacrifice for people like you and I, dear reader.

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 21, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Andunorian Forces Attack Cordorians! ===
Good Cordorians, we bring terrible tidings once more. News has reached us of an Andunorian attack not five days ago on simple adventurers within Cordorian territory. A group of three adventurers; two Humans and a Halfling, new to the city and out on writs assigned by the agency, took to the Bramble Woods in order to cull a few of the Goblins that border the farmlands of our great city. Between their start and their destination however, they were set upon by Andunorian forces..

Instead of Goblins, they found four Drow within the forest, armed and armoured to the teeth in blackened garb under the cover of darkness. They spoke in a language that the adventurers state they did not understand, but switched to Common after a moment of discussion amongst themselves. They named one another "Spider", and spoke of a "Khael'dar". The adventurers, sensing trouble inbound, made their apologies and stated intent to leave before turning around where they were immediately set upon without command or mercy.

These poor three, still with salt in their hair from the long sail from the mainland, fresh-faced and new to wielding a sword, let alone the violence of this isle as a whole, were butchered and had their remains desecrated as trophies were taken. By the Grace of the Gods however, they were returned to us and limped to Cordor to tell their tale, which we are now telling to you.

Good Cordorians, we plead with you; show caution on the Trade Road and in the Bramble Woods. There is no way to tell if these murderous dogs will return to prey upon our common folk, seeking slaves or blood sport. Carry a Portal Lense if possible, and use it to escape to safety should you see a warded group dressed in black speaking the tongues of the Underdark. They carried swords and shields, a staff, and daggers. Return to the city and alert the Guard and the people!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 26, Month 7 (Flamerule (Summertide)), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Chancellor Providence & Missing Millions ===
Good Cordorians and those beyond, a new Chancellor has taken to the seat! A three-person race between Trade Minister Vermicello, Lutien of the Crimson Blades, and Doctor Providence of the Healer's Association.

The race was remarkably tame by Cordorian standards - no overuse of the Town Criers, no libel launched from anonymous letters, however sources do inform the Press that an assassination contract was placed on Providence during, and several shadowy and armed figures were seen asking for her in a threatening manner.

Providence was declared the far favourite by the good Cordorian people, obtaining the majority of votes and favor from the larger factions that exist within Cordor. On the day of her victory, Providence gave a question-and-answer session in the Town Hall that covered a number of topics, which we shall summarise below;

+ General Cassandra replaced General Riza. Riza made Admiral below General.

+ Devon Marshall made the Justice Ministry "Annalist", to "dot the i's and cross the t's"

+ Only using the Lodestar Network in dire circumstances, and letting the populace know.

+ Maintaining surgery in spare time.

+ Forming of an auxiliary force made up by volunteers from long-respected and notable Cordorian factions.

The Rothe in the room though was obviously the missing Cordorian millions, taken before the race had even begun. Nearly thirteen million gold missing, an outright treasonous amount of money. We continue to narrow down who was responsible, but one noticeable person has already disappeared; past-Chancellor Seamus.

Not seen since the election vote was called, Seamus has disappeared from both the city and the isle, seen by none since - in person or scrying, and Speedy Messengers claim not to find him at any time of day. Is it possible that he took the gold, or is another member of the old cabinet responsible? Ex-General Riza Beoluve? Trade Minister Vermicello? Which cabinet members had access to the accounts? The people demand to know!

Day 16, Month 6 (Kythorn), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== Beshaba's Bad Breath ===
If you're a Cordorian citizen that often walks our historic and cobbled streets, then we're sure you've seen a few new wooden additions to the city that keep disappearing and reappearing in different places. We are, of course, referring to the threatening and ominous signs posted by followers of The Maiden of Misfortune, Beshaba.

Do not misunderstand us in this article. Beshaba, like Umberlee, is often paid respects and offerings, with worry that one might meet a disaster at the hands of a vengeful God otherwise. After all, some are far luckier than others should Tymora smile upon them.

These signs, however, seem to us to have a more hidden intent. Beshaba already has a seat in Cordor in the Fickle Finger, and has done so for a long time, seeing reverence and denomination from many over the years. These menacing signs would have you believe that simply giving to them, the creators of the sign, that her presence will "shield you from it", and that to commit fully will make "misfortune an ally."

These are not the words of any marked official, or known priest. They bear no sigils or symbols, or prayers. These are the anonymous threats of a gang of crooks, relying on fear and doubt to line their own pockets, or an upstart cult who wishes to sow terror among our fair citizens.

Do not bow to fear, good reader. Give reverence and your hard-earned coin as you see fit, not to how crooks that hide behind anonymity dictate. Do not bow to tyranny, for you are far better and stronger than that. Believe in yourself and in your neighbours, look to and protect one another, and we will weather any misfortune safely together.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 18, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR

Anonymous

=== The First Great Arelith Bake Off ===
A few days ago, the Whidershin Fairgrounds saw the first annual Great Arelith Bake Off & Food Festival, a celebration of the culinary and everything savory, succulent, and scrumptious!

Dozens of people joined the merry-making, mingling and conversing with one another as they ate and drank from much of the free food, drink, and treats, while watching some of Arelith's best bakers compete head-to-head in a competition to determine who, for this year, was Arelith's Star Baker!

The contestants were;

- Ginny Fairlen, who's rustic and simple cooking (and bacon) proved to be an audience favourite.

- Narr Nolkus, who's alchemical strangeness was loved by all, minus the judges.

- Clodagh, the runner-up to the victor by only two points! Her outside-the-box and unique approach to the competition was praised by the judges.

- Ebon, Cordor's own gourmet-street chef, was the victor of the Bake Off and was thus named Arelith's Star Baker, 174 AR!

You can't have a competition without judges, though, and they were;

- High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, who's praise was methodical, punctual, and very witty.

- Lady Antoinette Rivorndir, who showed her love for all things baking.

- Vald Machjarak, who's unique views showed in his interesting and often hilarious score-giving!

Held by Drad An'ash of the Rivorndir Wardens, the festival received high praise by the attendees, who laughed aplenty during the competition. Could this be the start of an annual occurrence? Seems the audience hoped so! If you fancy a shot at the fifty-thousand coins or coupon, if you think you can give Ebon's baking a run for her money, then hopefully there'll be another competition next year. YOU could be Arelith's next Star Baker!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 174 AR

Anonymous
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175 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:40:56Z

EdensFall:

=== The Need for New Landed Nobility ===
The Chancellor has seen fit to free a spot within Cordor's Landed Nobility, removing Efraim from his position there, and are beginning an initiative to see the People of Cordor vote for who they believe is best among them to earn the title of Landed Nobility.

The position comes with a number of perks, as noted in the Minister of Education's post on the main Cordorian boards;

"A Landed Noble is offered a number of benefits in exchange for their service and efforts within the city;

1. The ability to ordain a select few as Lesser Nobles and Knights of the city and their family, if they maintain one of the noble manors in our city.

2. A small percentage of Cordor?s tax as income to fund their efforts in the city.

3. Property protection against evictions for as long as they remain a Landed Noble."

So, dear reader, who do you think is the best among us to earn this position? Do you know of a fabled hero of story? A selfless guardian of the realm who often goes without deserved recognition? A tireless worker dedicated to the betterment of the city? If so, post a letter to nominate them for the position on the Minister's Suggestion Board in the Cordor Square.

We've no doubt that there will be a good deal of opportunists throwing their own name in, hungry for the money and fame that comes with such a position, so it is our duty to ensure that someone sees proper reward and recognition for their efforts. Cast a nomination today!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Najih! ===
With Chancellor Liberty's untimely departure from the island, citing important events on the mainland, it left Vice-Chancellor Markus in charge to hold the reigns of Cordorian government. This did, however, prompt one of the shortest stints the city has seen as an election was called, somehow, only days later!

The nominees that put forward their names were thus; Markus Marshal, Tiffany Vox, and Najih. All have previous experience in government, and so knew the necessary ins-and-outs and minutia of Cordorian politics. The three also attended a Chancellor's Debate, organized by the Minister of Education, and the good public attended to ask their questions and worries of the Chancellors to see who might be best to cast their vote for.

It all added to one of the more peaceful and relaxed elections that the Press has ever seen. There was incredibly little by way of political mud-slinging and the whole incident passed without theatre or mummery. After the date came, the votes were counted, and the Scribe proclaimed the winner;

Chancellor Najih emerged the victor - voted by the people, for the people. His immediate promise was to look inwards, ensuring that the Cordorian cabinet acts as a stable platform with which to support the citizens above them. We at the Press wish Chancellor Najih our warmest welcome to the position, and Tymora's luck in his term.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Liberty! ===
With another election season coming to pass, another Chancellor to sit upon the seat and take the reigns of government in grasp.

After a, rather peaceful election lacking the usual fecal-slinging and rumormongering of the messageboard and Town Criers, Chancellor Liberty rose as the people's favourite, running on a platform that ensured a fresh breath and perspective to the rigors of government.

When reached for a quote for the Press, something that all the good people of Cordor and the Press' readers around the isle, the Chancellor stated;

"I am happy to represent the people of Cordor - after a clean election, it has been a pleasure to take up the mantle of Chancellor. Let this be a period of prosperity and celebration for Cordor!"

The work begins now, however, and the people of Cordor look to what Chancellor Liberty does with her newfound powers. We at the Press offer her our best wishes. Expect an interview with the Chancellor soon!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 25, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol I ===
Before the interview, I (P) have been shadowing Chancellor Valoheim (CV) for the better part of a day, accidentally following him into an unplanned meeting upon meeting. The life of a Chancellor is a busy one, unfortunately leaving very little time for anything else, but Aloysious composes each and every encounter with a pleasant air and smile. When a time arises, I steal him away to the Press for a simple conversation with a warm and relaxing cup of tea, a biscuit, and a hopeful oasis of calm among the storm of statecraft.

P: Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to speak with us at the Press, Chancellor, and congratulations on your victory. What are your first impressions of the seat?

CV: One of the alternate names some refer to it, "First Servant", holds true. As the one responsible for leading and coordinating the civil service of the city, it has already shown that life will be busy. At the same time, the people deserve a dedicated Chancellor, and one willing to serve.

P: How do you plan to do so? Do you have any sweeping changes planned to the cabinet, or plans to act differently than the previous Chancellor?

CV: The prior Chancellor's plans were never quite brought to fruition, save for a few internal matters which I will continue. As for the cabinet, whilst my review is not complete, any changes to the cabinet will be based solely on information gleaned in the process of my review. I will not make a change that I could not point facts to back, that is not how I intend to traffic this Chancellor.

As for "how" I plan to serve; I intend to find any and all possible gaps in the current needs of the city to better fulfill them. An example; I have bidden the Trade Minister to put up a board in the city barracks public area where crafters might register themselves. It?s my hope that people will use it to consult and find crafters who can aid them, or in turn, artisans can advertise themselves alongside other measures.

Continued in Vol. II!

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol II ===
P: Good immediate solutions, but do you have any long-term plans that might affect the people of Cordor? The time of months, years, rather than tendays?

CV: The main thing that will have the most impact is my intent to make a more robust civil service through the hiring of additional employees in as many departments as one can put to use. The Guard, the Navy, the varying Ministries. An expansion of availability of the Government to its people. Additionally, I intend to hold regular citizen's forums. These will allow us to show the people - guests and citizens alike - that we will resolve issues that require solutions.

P: As Chancellor, however, you must not keep just Cordor's citizens happy. While the city is the clear priority, how do you plan to keep our neighbours and allies happy in a time of possible derision or uncertainty?

CV: By working with my cabinet and the neighbours of Cordor to become aware of issues and to find solutions. As a Gnome, community is important to me, and really, the Arelith archipelago, and especially the main island on which we reside are a greater community.

P: A truly promising start. Now, because paper only gets so long, do you have a parting message to the people of Cordor? An opportunity to say whatever you want to the dear readers of this article.

(This raises a pause in the Chancellor as he thinks carefully, to which I take the opportunity to finish the rest of my tea before he speaks;)

CV: Communities, cities, and governments all possess one commonality; people. The people of this city and those who fall under the care of Cordor are my highest priority.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley of the Cordor Press.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Thugs and Thieves in Cordor ===
We at the Crimson Quill and the Cordor Press do not encourage, advocate, or praise the activities of the "Coinpeckers Guild" in any form.

After a regular cleaning inspection of the premises, we found that some of our belongings had disappeared, only to be replaced with a rather cheap-looking brooch which we will include a sketch of below, and the article beneath this one. Those of us old enough to remember the activities and subsequent court trial of Dr. Harashandal, the leader of a sect of the Eldreth Veluuthra, and his subsequent public execution BY A MYONIAN ELF in the middle of the trial.

These people claim to have noble intentions, but when you cut through their self-righteous rhetoric, you find their true intent; to "keep the terror" against our fair citizens, "to decrease population" which is clearly a poor attempt to politely rephrase "cold and senseless murder", and to "interfer with economy."

Until these thugs are dealt with, we encourage you to do as we do at the Press; ensure that your truly valuable belongings or items you are afraid to lose are kept safely with the Bank (providing you are a citizen in the bank's settlement) or on your person. Your homes are only as safe as the lock on your door, and these recent break-ins have shown us that isn't very safe.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Obituary: Chancellor and High-Watcher, Konstantin Helbrecht ===
Good Cordorians, it is with a heavy hand that I write this letter. Your elected Chancellor, High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, has been murdered by Andunorian agents in what we suspect has become his True Death.

Details on precisely what occurred are fuzzy, but what's come to knowledge is that the Chancellor was kidnapped by force and brought to Andunor's flagship, the Dreadnaught, where he was brutally executed in cold blood by the slavers, the murderers, and the monsters of Andunor, and hasn't been seen since.

Konstantin Helbrecht had a long and expansive history as a warrior for freedom, justice, and all that is right on this island. From his humble yet selfless beginnings in the Gauntlet, to becoming a skilled sailor in the Cordorian Navy - defending allied vessels from the naval tyranny of pirates, to organising and commanding one of the greatest military campaigns and victories at Camp Young with the War with the Twisted Rune and their legions of undead, to becoming High-Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Triad and then becoming Chancellor of Cordor when we needed him most, in a time of indecision and chaos.

Konstantin was a close personal friend of mine, and Cordor seems darker without him. A ceremony is being prepared in the coming months so that we can pay our respects to the man that used to be our Chancellor. Even in his final moments however, he fought for Cordor and his people. I know that he would want us to continue as he would; to fight for the weak and to aid those who need protection, to rise against injustice and chaos, and to not give attention or opportunity to those who would ruin us. These are the reasons we elected High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, and these are the values we should strive to uphold.

For Cordor, for Crown, and for Konstantin.

Day 18, Month 3 (Ches), 175 AR
 Drad An'ash

=== Cordor's New Penal Battalion ===
A new law has graced the city, one labelled the "Penal Battalion Law" that offers those found on the wrong side of Cordorian law to redeem themselves with community service. It has also been made a possible punishment for those who commit Felonies, should "the requirements be met", for such crimes as, but not limited to, Assault, Theft, and Desecration of a Body.

The Penal perpetrators will be given a simple brooch to identify them, and the Press has already seen one made of a brass X symbol. When reached for a quote regarding the new law, Justiciar Dameon Wade gave this response;

"Unfortunately, we have witnessed time and time again how fickle redemption stories have been in the past. I am of the belief that anyone who holds corruption in their soul is beyond redemption - however, I do believe that those who genuinely hold good in their hearts under all that dust and grime have merely found themselves in situations where if they had been dealt a different hand in life, they would be capable of accomplishing great deeds.

This is where this law comes into play, the Penal Battalion will become a project that will allow those who have committed any Felony - and choose to admit guilt to said Felony - will receive a chance to serve and do right should the other requirements be met. We are all aware of how effective discipline can be when it comes to producing functioning members of society out of unruly souls.

All that said, the first pioneer of the project has already been selected to join the Penal Battalion - Sly Lionheart. She is one of the many who have been dealt some hard cards in life, but through this program, she'll be able to return through the gates of Cordor as a functioning member of society."

What are your opinions here? A good chance of redemption to those deserving, or do you feel uncomfortable with these people protecting our city? Let us know!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 175 AR
 Anonymous
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175 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:40:37Z

EdensFall: /* Cordor's New Penal Battalion */

=== The Need for New Landed Nobility ===
The Chancellor has seen fit to free a spot within Cordor's Landed Nobility, removing Efraim from his position there, and are beginning an initiative to see the People of Cordor vote for who they believe is best among them to earn the title of Landed Nobility.

The position comes with a number of perks, as noted in the Minister of Education's post on the main Cordorian boards;

"A Landed Noble is offered a number of benefits in exchange for their service and efforts within the city;

1. The ability to ordain a select few as Lesser Nobles and Knights of the city and their family, if they maintain one of the noble manors in our city.

2. A small percentage of Cordor?s tax as income to fund their efforts in the city.

3. Property protection against evictions for as long as they remain a Landed Noble."

So, dear reader, who do you think is the best among us to earn this position? Do you know of a fabled hero of story? A selfless guardian of the realm who often goes without deserved recognition? A tireless worker dedicated to the betterment of the city? If so, post a letter to nominate them for the position on the Minister's Suggestion Board in the Cordor Square.

We've no doubt that there will be a good deal of opportunists throwing their own name in, hungry for the money and fame that comes with such a position, so it is our duty to ensure that someone sees proper reward and recognition for their efforts. Cast a nomination today!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Najih! ===
With Chancellor Liberty's untimely departure from the island, citing important events on the mainland, it left Vice-Chancellor Markus in charge to hold the reigns of Cordorian government. This did, however, prompt one of the shortest stints the city has seen as an election was called, somehow, only days later!

The nominees that put forward their names were thus; Markus Marshal, Tiffany Vox, and Najih. All have previous experience in government, and so knew the necessary ins-and-outs and minutia of Cordorian politics. The three also attended a Chancellor's Debate, organized by the Minister of Education, and the good public attended to ask their questions and worries of the Chancellors to see who might be best to cast their vote for.

It all added to one of the more peaceful and relaxed elections that the Press has ever seen. There was incredibly little by way of political mud-slinging and the whole incident passed without theatre or mummery. After the date came, the votes were counted, and the Scribe proclaimed the winner;

Chancellor Najih emerged the victor - voted by the people, for the people. His immediate promise was to look inwards, ensuring that the Cordorian cabinet acts as a stable platform with which to support the citizens above them. We at the Press wish Chancellor Najih our warmest welcome to the position, and Tymora's luck in his term.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Liberty! ===
With another election season coming to pass, another Chancellor to sit upon the seat and take the reigns of government in grasp.

After a, rather peaceful election lacking the usual fecal-slinging and rumormongering of the messageboard and Town Criers, Chancellor Liberty rose as the people's favourite, running on a platform that ensured a fresh breath and perspective to the rigors of government.

When reached for a quote for the Press, something that all the good people of Cordor and the Press' readers around the isle, the Chancellor stated;

"I am happy to represent the people of Cordor - after a clean election, it has been a pleasure to take up the mantle of Chancellor. Let this be a period of prosperity and celebration for Cordor!"

The work begins now, however, and the people of Cordor look to what Chancellor Liberty does with her newfound powers. We at the Press offer her our best wishes. Expect an interview with the Chancellor soon!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 25, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol I ===
Before the interview, I (P) have been shadowing Chancellor Valoheim (CV) for the better part of a day, accidentally following him into an unplanned meeting upon meeting. The life of a Chancellor is a busy one, unfortunately leaving very little time for anything else, but Aloysious composes each and every encounter with a pleasant air and smile. When a time arises, I steal him away to the Press for a simple conversation with a warm and relaxing cup of tea, a biscuit, and a hopeful oasis of calm among the storm of statecraft.

P: Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to speak with us at the Press, Chancellor, and congratulations on your victory. What are your first impressions of the seat?

CV: One of the alternate names some refer to it, "First Servant", holds true. As the one responsible for leading and coordinating the civil service of the city, it has already shown that life will be busy. At the same time, the people deserve a dedicated Chancellor, and one willing to serve.

P: How do you plan to do so? Do you have any sweeping changes planned to the cabinet, or plans to act differently than the previous Chancellor?

CV: The prior Chancellor's plans were never quite brought to fruition, save for a few internal matters which I will continue. As for the cabinet, whilst my review is not complete, any changes to the cabinet will be based solely on information gleaned in the process of my review. I will not make a change that I could not point facts to back, that is not how I intend to traffic this Chancellor.

As for "how" I plan to serve; I intend to find any and all possible gaps in the current needs of the city to better fulfill them. An example; I have bidden the Trade Minister to put up a board in the city barracks public area where crafters might register themselves. It?s my hope that people will use it to consult and find crafters who can aid them, or in turn, artisans can advertise themselves alongside other measures.

Continued in Vol. II!

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol II ===
P: Good immediate solutions, but do you have any long-term plans that might affect the people of Cordor? The time of months, years, rather than tendays?

CV: The main thing that will have the most impact is my intent to make a more robust civil service through the hiring of additional employees in as many departments as one can put to use. The Guard, the Navy, the varying Ministries. An expansion of availability of the Government to its people. Additionally, I intend to hold regular citizen's forums. These will allow us to show the people - guests and citizens alike - that we will resolve issues that require solutions.

P: As Chancellor, however, you must not keep just Cordor's citizens happy. While the city is the clear priority, how do you plan to keep our neighbours and allies happy in a time of possible derision or uncertainty?

CV: By working with my cabinet and the neighbours of Cordor to become aware of issues and to find solutions. As a Gnome, community is important to me, and really, the Arelith archipelago, and especially the main island on which we reside are a greater community.

P: A truly promising start. Now, because paper only gets so long, do you have a parting message to the people of Cordor? An opportunity to say whatever you want to the dear readers of this article.

(This raises a pause in the Chancellor as he thinks carefully, to which I take the opportunity to finish the rest of my tea before he speaks;)

CV: Communities, cities, and governments all possess one commonality; people. The people of this city and those who fall under the care of Cordor are my highest priority.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley of the Cordor Press.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Thugs and Thieves in Cordor ===
We at the Crimson Quill and the Cordor Press do not encourage, advocate, or praise the activities of the "Coinpeckers Guild" in any form.

After a regular cleaning inspection of the premises, we found that some of our belongings had disappeared, only to be replaced with a rather cheap-looking brooch which we will include a sketch of below, and the article beneath this one. Those of us old enough to remember the activities and subsequent court trial of Dr. Harashandal, the leader of a sect of the Eldreth Veluuthra, and his subsequent public execution BY A MYONIAN ELF in the middle of the trial.

These people claim to have noble intentions, but when you cut through their self-righteous rhetoric, you find their true intent; to "keep the terror" against our fair citizens, "to decrease population" which is clearly a poor attempt to politely rephrase "cold and senseless murder", and to "interfer with economy."

Until these thugs are dealt with, we encourage you to do as we do at the Press; ensure that your truly valuable belongings or items you are afraid to lose are kept safely with the Bank (providing you are a citizen in the bank's settlement) or on your person. Your homes are only as safe as the lock on your door, and these recent break-ins have shown us that isn't very safe.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Obituary: Chancellor and High-Watcher, Konstantin Helbrecht ===
Good Cordorians, it is with a heavy hand that I write this letter. Your elected Chancellor, High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, has been murdered by Andunorian agents in what we suspect has become his True Death.

Details on precisely what occurred are fuzzy, but what's come to knowledge is that the Chancellor was kidnapped by force and brought to Andunor's flagship, the Dreadnaught, where he was brutally executed in cold blood by the slavers, the murderers, and the monsters of Andunor, and hasn't been seen since.

Konstantin Helbrecht had a long and expansive history as a warrior for freedom, justice, and all that is right on this island. From his humble yet selfless beginnings in the Gauntlet, to becoming a skilled sailor in the Cordorian Navy - defending allied vessels from the naval tyranny of pirates, to organising and commanding one of the greatest military campaigns and victories at Camp Young with the War with the Twisted Rune and their legions of undead, to becoming High-Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Triad and then becoming Chancellor of Cordor when we needed him most, in a time of indecision and chaos.

Konstantin was a close personal friend of mine, and Cordor seems darker without him. A ceremony is being prepared in the coming months so that we can pay our respects to the man that used to be our Chancellor. Even in his final moments however, he fought for Cordor and his people. I know that he would want us to continue as he would; to fight for the weak and to aid those who need protection, to rise against injustice and chaos, and to not give attention or opportunity to those who would ruin us. These are the reasons we elected High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, and these are the values we should strive to uphold.

For Cordor, for Crown, and for Konstantin.

Day 18, Month 3 (Ches), 175 AR
 Drad An'ash

=== Cordor's New Penal Battalion ===
A new law has graced the city, one labelled the "Penal Battalion Law" that offers those found on the wrong side of Cordorian law to redeem themselves with community service. It has also been made a possible punishment for those who commit Felonies, should "the requirements be met", for such crimes as, but not limited to, Assault, Theft, and Desecration of a Body.

The Penal perpetrators will be given a simple brooch to identify them, and the Press has already seen one made of a brass X symbol. When reached for a quote regarding the new law, Justiciar Dameon Wade gave this response;

"Unfortunately, we have witnessed time and time again how fickle redemption stories have been in the past. I am of the belief that anyone who holds corruption in their soul is beyond redemption - however, I do believe that those who genuinely hold good in their hearts under all that dust and grime have merely found themselves in situations where if they had been dealt a different hand in life, they would be capable of accomplishing great deeds.

This is where this law comes into play, the Penal Battalion will become a project that will allow those who have committed any Felony - and choose to admit guilt to said Felony - will receive a chance to serve and do right should the other requirements be met. We are all aware of how effective discipline can be when it comes to producing functioning members of society out of unruly souls.

All that said, the first pioneer of the project has already been selected to join the Penal Battalion - Sly Lionheart. She is one of the many who have been dealt some hard cards in life, but through this program, she'll be able to return through the gates of Cordor as a functioning member of society."

What are your opinions here? A good chance of redemption to those deserving, or do you feel uncomfortable with these people protecting our city? Let us know!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 175 AR
 Anonymous
[[Category:170-179 AR]]
[[Category:Cordor]]
[[Category:Periodicals]]

175 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:40:22Z

EdensFall: /* Obituary: Chancellor and High-Watcher, Konstantin Helbrecht */

=== The Need for New Landed Nobility ===
The Chancellor has seen fit to free a spot within Cordor's Landed Nobility, removing Efraim from his position there, and are beginning an initiative to see the People of Cordor vote for who they believe is best among them to earn the title of Landed Nobility.

The position comes with a number of perks, as noted in the Minister of Education's post on the main Cordorian boards;

"A Landed Noble is offered a number of benefits in exchange for their service and efforts within the city;

1. The ability to ordain a select few as Lesser Nobles and Knights of the city and their family, if they maintain one of the noble manors in our city.

2. A small percentage of Cordor?s tax as income to fund their efforts in the city.

3. Property protection against evictions for as long as they remain a Landed Noble."

So, dear reader, who do you think is the best among us to earn this position? Do you know of a fabled hero of story? A selfless guardian of the realm who often goes without deserved recognition? A tireless worker dedicated to the betterment of the city? If so, post a letter to nominate them for the position on the Minister's Suggestion Board in the Cordor Square.

We've no doubt that there will be a good deal of opportunists throwing their own name in, hungry for the money and fame that comes with such a position, so it is our duty to ensure that someone sees proper reward and recognition for their efforts. Cast a nomination today!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Najih! ===
With Chancellor Liberty's untimely departure from the island, citing important events on the mainland, it left Vice-Chancellor Markus in charge to hold the reigns of Cordorian government. This did, however, prompt one of the shortest stints the city has seen as an election was called, somehow, only days later!

The nominees that put forward their names were thus; Markus Marshal, Tiffany Vox, and Najih. All have previous experience in government, and so knew the necessary ins-and-outs and minutia of Cordorian politics. The three also attended a Chancellor's Debate, organized by the Minister of Education, and the good public attended to ask their questions and worries of the Chancellors to see who might be best to cast their vote for.

It all added to one of the more peaceful and relaxed elections that the Press has ever seen. There was incredibly little by way of political mud-slinging and the whole incident passed without theatre or mummery. After the date came, the votes were counted, and the Scribe proclaimed the winner;

Chancellor Najih emerged the victor - voted by the people, for the people. His immediate promise was to look inwards, ensuring that the Cordorian cabinet acts as a stable platform with which to support the citizens above them. We at the Press wish Chancellor Najih our warmest welcome to the position, and Tymora's luck in his term.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Liberty! ===
With another election season coming to pass, another Chancellor to sit upon the seat and take the reigns of government in grasp.

After a, rather peaceful election lacking the usual fecal-slinging and rumormongering of the messageboard and Town Criers, Chancellor Liberty rose as the people's favourite, running on a platform that ensured a fresh breath and perspective to the rigors of government.

When reached for a quote for the Press, something that all the good people of Cordor and the Press' readers around the isle, the Chancellor stated;

"I am happy to represent the people of Cordor - after a clean election, it has been a pleasure to take up the mantle of Chancellor. Let this be a period of prosperity and celebration for Cordor!"

The work begins now, however, and the people of Cordor look to what Chancellor Liberty does with her newfound powers. We at the Press offer her our best wishes. Expect an interview with the Chancellor soon!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 25, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol I ===
Before the interview, I (P) have been shadowing Chancellor Valoheim (CV) for the better part of a day, accidentally following him into an unplanned meeting upon meeting. The life of a Chancellor is a busy one, unfortunately leaving very little time for anything else, but Aloysious composes each and every encounter with a pleasant air and smile. When a time arises, I steal him away to the Press for a simple conversation with a warm and relaxing cup of tea, a biscuit, and a hopeful oasis of calm among the storm of statecraft.

P: Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to speak with us at the Press, Chancellor, and congratulations on your victory. What are your first impressions of the seat?

CV: One of the alternate names some refer to it, "First Servant", holds true. As the one responsible for leading and coordinating the civil service of the city, it has already shown that life will be busy. At the same time, the people deserve a dedicated Chancellor, and one willing to serve.

P: How do you plan to do so? Do you have any sweeping changes planned to the cabinet, or plans to act differently than the previous Chancellor?

CV: The prior Chancellor's plans were never quite brought to fruition, save for a few internal matters which I will continue. As for the cabinet, whilst my review is not complete, any changes to the cabinet will be based solely on information gleaned in the process of my review. I will not make a change that I could not point facts to back, that is not how I intend to traffic this Chancellor.

As for "how" I plan to serve; I intend to find any and all possible gaps in the current needs of the city to better fulfill them. An example; I have bidden the Trade Minister to put up a board in the city barracks public area where crafters might register themselves. It?s my hope that people will use it to consult and find crafters who can aid them, or in turn, artisans can advertise themselves alongside other measures.

Continued in Vol. II!

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol II ===
P: Good immediate solutions, but do you have any long-term plans that might affect the people of Cordor? The time of months, years, rather than tendays?

CV: The main thing that will have the most impact is my intent to make a more robust civil service through the hiring of additional employees in as many departments as one can put to use. The Guard, the Navy, the varying Ministries. An expansion of availability of the Government to its people. Additionally, I intend to hold regular citizen's forums. These will allow us to show the people - guests and citizens alike - that we will resolve issues that require solutions.

P: As Chancellor, however, you must not keep just Cordor's citizens happy. While the city is the clear priority, how do you plan to keep our neighbours and allies happy in a time of possible derision or uncertainty?

CV: By working with my cabinet and the neighbours of Cordor to become aware of issues and to find solutions. As a Gnome, community is important to me, and really, the Arelith archipelago, and especially the main island on which we reside are a greater community.

P: A truly promising start. Now, because paper only gets so long, do you have a parting message to the people of Cordor? An opportunity to say whatever you want to the dear readers of this article.

(This raises a pause in the Chancellor as he thinks carefully, to which I take the opportunity to finish the rest of my tea before he speaks;)

CV: Communities, cities, and governments all possess one commonality; people. The people of this city and those who fall under the care of Cordor are my highest priority.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley of the Cordor Press.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Thugs and Thieves in Cordor ===
We at the Crimson Quill and the Cordor Press do not encourage, advocate, or praise the activities of the "Coinpeckers Guild" in any form.

After a regular cleaning inspection of the premises, we found that some of our belongings had disappeared, only to be replaced with a rather cheap-looking brooch which we will include a sketch of below, and the article beneath this one. Those of us old enough to remember the activities and subsequent court trial of Dr. Harashandal, the leader of a sect of the Eldreth Veluuthra, and his subsequent public execution BY A MYONIAN ELF in the middle of the trial.

These people claim to have noble intentions, but when you cut through their self-righteous rhetoric, you find their true intent; to "keep the terror" against our fair citizens, "to decrease population" which is clearly a poor attempt to politely rephrase "cold and senseless murder", and to "interfer with economy."

Until these thugs are dealt with, we encourage you to do as we do at the Press; ensure that your truly valuable belongings or items you are afraid to lose are kept safely with the Bank (providing you are a citizen in the bank's settlement) or on your person. Your homes are only as safe as the lock on your door, and these recent break-ins have shown us that isn't very safe.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Obituary: Chancellor and High-Watcher, Konstantin Helbrecht ===
Good Cordorians, it is with a heavy hand that I write this letter. Your elected Chancellor, High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, has been murdered by Andunorian agents in what we suspect has become his True Death.

Details on precisely what occurred are fuzzy, but what's come to knowledge is that the Chancellor was kidnapped by force and brought to Andunor's flagship, the Dreadnaught, where he was brutally executed in cold blood by the slavers, the murderers, and the monsters of Andunor, and hasn't been seen since.

Konstantin Helbrecht had a long and expansive history as a warrior for freedom, justice, and all that is right on this island. From his humble yet selfless beginnings in the Gauntlet, to becoming a skilled sailor in the Cordorian Navy - defending allied vessels from the naval tyranny of pirates, to organising and commanding one of the greatest military campaigns and victories at Camp Young with the War with the Twisted Rune and their legions of undead, to becoming High-Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Triad and then becoming Chancellor of Cordor when we needed him most, in a time of indecision and chaos.

Konstantin was a close personal friend of mine, and Cordor seems darker without him. A ceremony is being prepared in the coming months so that we can pay our respects to the man that used to be our Chancellor. Even in his final moments however, he fought for Cordor and his people. I know that he would want us to continue as he would; to fight for the weak and to aid those who need protection, to rise against injustice and chaos, and to not give attention or opportunity to those who would ruin us. These are the reasons we elected High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, and these are the values we should strive to uphold.

For Cordor, for Crown, and for Konstantin.

Day 18, Month 3 (Ches), 175 AR
 Drad An'ash

=== Cordor's New Penal Battalion ===
A new law has graced the city, one labelled the "Penal Battalion Law" that offers those found on the wrong side of Cordorian law to redeem themselves with community service. It has also been made a possible punishment for those who commit Felonies, should "the requirements be met", for such crimes as, but not limited to, Assault, Theft, and Desecration of a Body.

The Penal perpetrators will be given a simple brooch to identify them, and the Press has already seen one made of a brass X symbol. When reached for a quote regarding the new law, Justiciar Dameon Wade gave this response;

"Unfortunately, we have witnessed time and time again how fickle redemption stories have been in the past. I am of the belief that anyone who holds corruption in their soul is beyond redemption - however, I do believe that those who genuinely hold good in their hearts under all that dust and grime have merely found themselves in situations where if they had been dealt a different hand in life, they would be capable of accomplishing great deeds.

This is where this law comes into play, the Penal Battalion will become a project that will allow those who have committed any Felony - and choose to admit guilt to said Felony - will receive a chance to serve and do right should the other requirements be met. We are all aware of how effective discipline can be when it comes to producing functioning members of society out of unruly souls.

All that said, the first pioneer of the project has already been selected to join the Penal Battalion - Sly Lionheart. She is one of the many who have been dealt some hard cards in life, but through this program, she'll be able to return through the gates of Cordor as a functioning member of society."

What are your opinions here? A good chance of redemption to those deserving, or do you feel uncomfortable with these people protecting our city? Let us know!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 175 AR

Anonymous
[[Category:170-179 AR]]
[[Category:Cordor]]
[[Category:Periodicals]]

175 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:40:03Z

EdensFall: /* Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol II */

=== The Need for New Landed Nobility ===
The Chancellor has seen fit to free a spot within Cordor's Landed Nobility, removing Efraim from his position there, and are beginning an initiative to see the People of Cordor vote for who they believe is best among them to earn the title of Landed Nobility.

The position comes with a number of perks, as noted in the Minister of Education's post on the main Cordorian boards;

"A Landed Noble is offered a number of benefits in exchange for their service and efforts within the city;

1. The ability to ordain a select few as Lesser Nobles and Knights of the city and their family, if they maintain one of the noble manors in our city.

2. A small percentage of Cordor?s tax as income to fund their efforts in the city.

3. Property protection against evictions for as long as they remain a Landed Noble."

So, dear reader, who do you think is the best among us to earn this position? Do you know of a fabled hero of story? A selfless guardian of the realm who often goes without deserved recognition? A tireless worker dedicated to the betterment of the city? If so, post a letter to nominate them for the position on the Minister's Suggestion Board in the Cordor Square.

We've no doubt that there will be a good deal of opportunists throwing their own name in, hungry for the money and fame that comes with such a position, so it is our duty to ensure that someone sees proper reward and recognition for their efforts. Cast a nomination today!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Najih! ===
With Chancellor Liberty's untimely departure from the island, citing important events on the mainland, it left Vice-Chancellor Markus in charge to hold the reigns of Cordorian government. This did, however, prompt one of the shortest stints the city has seen as an election was called, somehow, only days later!

The nominees that put forward their names were thus; Markus Marshal, Tiffany Vox, and Najih. All have previous experience in government, and so knew the necessary ins-and-outs and minutia of Cordorian politics. The three also attended a Chancellor's Debate, organized by the Minister of Education, and the good public attended to ask their questions and worries of the Chancellors to see who might be best to cast their vote for.

It all added to one of the more peaceful and relaxed elections that the Press has ever seen. There was incredibly little by way of political mud-slinging and the whole incident passed without theatre or mummery. After the date came, the votes were counted, and the Scribe proclaimed the winner;

Chancellor Najih emerged the victor - voted by the people, for the people. His immediate promise was to look inwards, ensuring that the Cordorian cabinet acts as a stable platform with which to support the citizens above them. We at the Press wish Chancellor Najih our warmest welcome to the position, and Tymora's luck in his term.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Liberty! ===
With another election season coming to pass, another Chancellor to sit upon the seat and take the reigns of government in grasp.

After a, rather peaceful election lacking the usual fecal-slinging and rumormongering of the messageboard and Town Criers, Chancellor Liberty rose as the people's favourite, running on a platform that ensured a fresh breath and perspective to the rigors of government.

When reached for a quote for the Press, something that all the good people of Cordor and the Press' readers around the isle, the Chancellor stated;

"I am happy to represent the people of Cordor - after a clean election, it has been a pleasure to take up the mantle of Chancellor. Let this be a period of prosperity and celebration for Cordor!"

The work begins now, however, and the people of Cordor look to what Chancellor Liberty does with her newfound powers. We at the Press offer her our best wishes. Expect an interview with the Chancellor soon!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 25, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol I ===
Before the interview, I (P) have been shadowing Chancellor Valoheim (CV) for the better part of a day, accidentally following him into an unplanned meeting upon meeting. The life of a Chancellor is a busy one, unfortunately leaving very little time for anything else, but Aloysious composes each and every encounter with a pleasant air and smile. When a time arises, I steal him away to the Press for a simple conversation with a warm and relaxing cup of tea, a biscuit, and a hopeful oasis of calm among the storm of statecraft.

P: Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to speak with us at the Press, Chancellor, and congratulations on your victory. What are your first impressions of the seat?

CV: One of the alternate names some refer to it, "First Servant", holds true. As the one responsible for leading and coordinating the civil service of the city, it has already shown that life will be busy. At the same time, the people deserve a dedicated Chancellor, and one willing to serve.

P: How do you plan to do so? Do you have any sweeping changes planned to the cabinet, or plans to act differently than the previous Chancellor?

CV: The prior Chancellor's plans were never quite brought to fruition, save for a few internal matters which I will continue. As for the cabinet, whilst my review is not complete, any changes to the cabinet will be based solely on information gleaned in the process of my review. I will not make a change that I could not point facts to back, that is not how I intend to traffic this Chancellor.

As for "how" I plan to serve; I intend to find any and all possible gaps in the current needs of the city to better fulfill them. An example; I have bidden the Trade Minister to put up a board in the city barracks public area where crafters might register themselves. It?s my hope that people will use it to consult and find crafters who can aid them, or in turn, artisans can advertise themselves alongside other measures.

Continued in Vol. II!

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol II ===
P: Good immediate solutions, but do you have any long-term plans that might affect the people of Cordor? The time of months, years, rather than tendays?

CV: The main thing that will have the most impact is my intent to make a more robust civil service through the hiring of additional employees in as many departments as one can put to use. The Guard, the Navy, the varying Ministries. An expansion of availability of the Government to its people. Additionally, I intend to hold regular citizen's forums. These will allow us to show the people - guests and citizens alike - that we will resolve issues that require solutions.

P: As Chancellor, however, you must not keep just Cordor's citizens happy. While the city is the clear priority, how do you plan to keep our neighbours and allies happy in a time of possible derision or uncertainty?

CV: By working with my cabinet and the neighbours of Cordor to become aware of issues and to find solutions. As a Gnome, community is important to me, and really, the Arelith archipelago, and especially the main island on which we reside are a greater community.

P: A truly promising start. Now, because paper only gets so long, do you have a parting message to the people of Cordor? An opportunity to say whatever you want to the dear readers of this article.

(This raises a pause in the Chancellor as he thinks carefully, to which I take the opportunity to finish the rest of my tea before he speaks;)

CV: Communities, cities, and governments all possess one commonality; people. The people of this city and those who fall under the care of Cordor are my highest priority.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley of the Cordor Press.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Thugs and Thieves in Cordor ===
We at the Crimson Quill and the Cordor Press do not encourage, advocate, or praise the activities of the "Coinpeckers Guild" in any form.

After a regular cleaning inspection of the premises, we found that some of our belongings had disappeared, only to be replaced with a rather cheap-looking brooch which we will include a sketch of below, and the article beneath this one. Those of us old enough to remember the activities and subsequent court trial of Dr. Harashandal, the leader of a sect of the Eldreth Veluuthra, and his subsequent public execution BY A MYONIAN ELF in the middle of the trial.

These people claim to have noble intentions, but when you cut through their self-righteous rhetoric, you find their true intent; to "keep the terror" against our fair citizens, "to decrease population" which is clearly a poor attempt to politely rephrase "cold and senseless murder", and to "interfer with economy."

Until these thugs are dealt with, we encourage you to do as we do at the Press; ensure that your truly valuable belongings or items you are afraid to lose are kept safely with the Bank (providing you are a citizen in the bank's settlement) or on your person. Your homes are only as safe as the lock on your door, and these recent break-ins have shown us that isn't very safe.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Obituary: Chancellor and High-Watcher, Konstantin Helbrecht ===
Good Cordorians, it is with a heavy hand that I write this letter. Your elected Chancellor, High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, has been murdered by Andunorian agents in what we suspect has become his True Death.

Details on precisely what occurred are fuzzy, but what's come to knowledge is that the Chancellor was kidnapped by force and brought to Andunor's flagship, the Dreadnaught, where he was brutally executed in cold blood by the slavers, the murderers, and the monsters of Andunor, and hasn't been seen since.

Konstantin Helbrecht had a long and expansive history as a warrior for freedom, justice, and all that is right on this island. From his humble yet selfless beginnings in the Gauntlet, to becoming a skilled sailor in the Cordorian Navy - defending allied vessels from the naval tyranny of pirates, to organising and commanding one of the greatest military campaigns and victories at Camp Young with the War with the Twisted Rune and their legions of undead, to becoming High-Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Triad and then becoming Chancellor of Cordor when we needed him most, in a time of indecision and chaos.

Konstantin was a close personal friend of mine, and Cordor seems darker without him. A ceremony is being prepared in the coming months so that we can pay our respects to the man that used to be our Chancellor. Even in his final moments however, he fought for Cordor and his people. I know that he would want us to continue as he would; to fight for the weak and to aid those who need protection, to rise against injustice and chaos, and to not give attention or opportunity to those who would ruin us. These are the reasons we elected High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, and these are the values we should strive to uphold.

For Cordor, for Crown, and for Konstantin.

Day 18, Month 3 (Ches), 175 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Cordor's New Penal Battalion ===
A new law has graced the city, one labelled the "Penal Battalion Law" that offers those found on the wrong side of Cordorian law to redeem themselves with community service. It has also been made a possible punishment for those who commit Felonies, should "the requirements be met", for such crimes as, but not limited to, Assault, Theft, and Desecration of a Body.

The Penal perpetrators will be given a simple brooch to identify them, and the Press has already seen one made of a brass X symbol. When reached for a quote regarding the new law, Justiciar Dameon Wade gave this response;

"Unfortunately, we have witnessed time and time again how fickle redemption stories have been in the past. I am of the belief that anyone who holds corruption in their soul is beyond redemption - however, I do believe that those who genuinely hold good in their hearts under all that dust and grime have merely found themselves in situations where if they had been dealt a different hand in life, they would be capable of accomplishing great deeds.

This is where this law comes into play, the Penal Battalion will become a project that will allow those who have committed any Felony - and choose to admit guilt to said Felony - will receive a chance to serve and do right should the other requirements be met. We are all aware of how effective discipline can be when it comes to producing functioning members of society out of unruly souls.

All that said, the first pioneer of the project has already been selected to join the Penal Battalion - Sly Lionheart. She is one of the many who have been dealt some hard cards in life, but through this program, she'll be able to return through the gates of Cordor as a functioning member of society."

What are your opinions here? A good chance of redemption to those deserving, or do you feel uncomfortable with these people protecting our city? Let us know!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 175 AR

Anonymous
[[Category:170-179 AR]]
[[Category:Cordor]]
[[Category:Periodicals]]

175 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:39:49Z

EdensFall: /* Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol I */

=== The Need for New Landed Nobility ===
The Chancellor has seen fit to free a spot within Cordor's Landed Nobility, removing Efraim from his position there, and are beginning an initiative to see the People of Cordor vote for who they believe is best among them to earn the title of Landed Nobility.

The position comes with a number of perks, as noted in the Minister of Education's post on the main Cordorian boards;

"A Landed Noble is offered a number of benefits in exchange for their service and efforts within the city;

1. The ability to ordain a select few as Lesser Nobles and Knights of the city and their family, if they maintain one of the noble manors in our city.

2. A small percentage of Cordor?s tax as income to fund their efforts in the city.

3. Property protection against evictions for as long as they remain a Landed Noble."

So, dear reader, who do you think is the best among us to earn this position? Do you know of a fabled hero of story? A selfless guardian of the realm who often goes without deserved recognition? A tireless worker dedicated to the betterment of the city? If so, post a letter to nominate them for the position on the Minister's Suggestion Board in the Cordor Square.

We've no doubt that there will be a good deal of opportunists throwing their own name in, hungry for the money and fame that comes with such a position, so it is our duty to ensure that someone sees proper reward and recognition for their efforts. Cast a nomination today!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Najih! ===
With Chancellor Liberty's untimely departure from the island, citing important events on the mainland, it left Vice-Chancellor Markus in charge to hold the reigns of Cordorian government. This did, however, prompt one of the shortest stints the city has seen as an election was called, somehow, only days later!

The nominees that put forward their names were thus; Markus Marshal, Tiffany Vox, and Najih. All have previous experience in government, and so knew the necessary ins-and-outs and minutia of Cordorian politics. The three also attended a Chancellor's Debate, organized by the Minister of Education, and the good public attended to ask their questions and worries of the Chancellors to see who might be best to cast their vote for.

It all added to one of the more peaceful and relaxed elections that the Press has ever seen. There was incredibly little by way of political mud-slinging and the whole incident passed without theatre or mummery. After the date came, the votes were counted, and the Scribe proclaimed the winner;

Chancellor Najih emerged the victor - voted by the people, for the people. His immediate promise was to look inwards, ensuring that the Cordorian cabinet acts as a stable platform with which to support the citizens above them. We at the Press wish Chancellor Najih our warmest welcome to the position, and Tymora's luck in his term.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Liberty! ===
With another election season coming to pass, another Chancellor to sit upon the seat and take the reigns of government in grasp.

After a, rather peaceful election lacking the usual fecal-slinging and rumormongering of the messageboard and Town Criers, Chancellor Liberty rose as the people's favourite, running on a platform that ensured a fresh breath and perspective to the rigors of government.

When reached for a quote for the Press, something that all the good people of Cordor and the Press' readers around the isle, the Chancellor stated;

"I am happy to represent the people of Cordor - after a clean election, it has been a pleasure to take up the mantle of Chancellor. Let this be a period of prosperity and celebration for Cordor!"

The work begins now, however, and the people of Cordor look to what Chancellor Liberty does with her newfound powers. We at the Press offer her our best wishes. Expect an interview with the Chancellor soon!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 25, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol I ===
Before the interview, I (P) have been shadowing Chancellor Valoheim (CV) for the better part of a day, accidentally following him into an unplanned meeting upon meeting. The life of a Chancellor is a busy one, unfortunately leaving very little time for anything else, but Aloysious composes each and every encounter with a pleasant air and smile. When a time arises, I steal him away to the Press for a simple conversation with a warm and relaxing cup of tea, a biscuit, and a hopeful oasis of calm among the storm of statecraft.

P: Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to speak with us at the Press, Chancellor, and congratulations on your victory. What are your first impressions of the seat?

CV: One of the alternate names some refer to it, "First Servant", holds true. As the one responsible for leading and coordinating the civil service of the city, it has already shown that life will be busy. At the same time, the people deserve a dedicated Chancellor, and one willing to serve.

P: How do you plan to do so? Do you have any sweeping changes planned to the cabinet, or plans to act differently than the previous Chancellor?

CV: The prior Chancellor's plans were never quite brought to fruition, save for a few internal matters which I will continue. As for the cabinet, whilst my review is not complete, any changes to the cabinet will be based solely on information gleaned in the process of my review. I will not make a change that I could not point facts to back, that is not how I intend to traffic this Chancellor.

As for "how" I plan to serve; I intend to find any and all possible gaps in the current needs of the city to better fulfill them. An example; I have bidden the Trade Minister to put up a board in the city barracks public area where crafters might register themselves. It?s my hope that people will use it to consult and find crafters who can aid them, or in turn, artisans can advertise themselves alongside other measures.

Continued in Vol. II!

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol II ===
P: Good immediate solutions, but do you have any long-term plans that might affect the people of Cordor? The time of months, years, rather than tendays?

CV: The main thing that will have the most impact is my intent to make a more robust civil service through the hiring of additional employees in as many departments as one can put to use. The Guard, the Navy, the varying Ministries. An expansion of availability of the Government to its people. Additionally, I intend to hold regular citizen's forums. These will allow us to show the people - guests and citizens alike - that we will resolve issues that require solutions.

P: As Chancellor, however, you must not keep just Cordor's citizens happy. While the city is the clear priority, how do you plan to keep our neighbours and allies happy in a time of possible derision or uncertainty?

CV: By working with my cabinet and the neighbours of Cordor to become aware of issues and to find solutions. As a Gnome, community is important to me, and really, the Arelith archipelago, and especially the main island on which we reside are a greater community.

P: A truly promising start. Now, because paper only gets so long, do you have a parting message to the people of Cordor? An opportunity to say whatever you want to the dear readers of this article.

(This raises a pause in the Chancellor as he thinks carefully, to which I take the opportunity to finish the rest of my tea before he speaks;)

CV: Communities, cities, and governments all possess one commonality; people. The people of this city and those who fall under the care of Cordor are my highest priority.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley of the Cordor Press.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Thugs and Thieves in Cordor ===
We at the Crimson Quill and the Cordor Press do not encourage, advocate, or praise the activities of the "Coinpeckers Guild" in any form.

After a regular cleaning inspection of the premises, we found that some of our belongings had disappeared, only to be replaced with a rather cheap-looking brooch which we will include a sketch of below, and the article beneath this one. Those of us old enough to remember the activities and subsequent court trial of Dr. Harashandal, the leader of a sect of the Eldreth Veluuthra, and his subsequent public execution BY A MYONIAN ELF in the middle of the trial.

These people claim to have noble intentions, but when you cut through their self-righteous rhetoric, you find their true intent; to "keep the terror" against our fair citizens, "to decrease population" which is clearly a poor attempt to politely rephrase "cold and senseless murder", and to "interfer with economy."

Until these thugs are dealt with, we encourage you to do as we do at the Press; ensure that your truly valuable belongings or items you are afraid to lose are kept safely with the Bank (providing you are a citizen in the bank's settlement) or on your person. Your homes are only as safe as the lock on your door, and these recent break-ins have shown us that isn't very safe.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Obituary: Chancellor and High-Watcher, Konstantin Helbrecht ===
Good Cordorians, it is with a heavy hand that I write this letter. Your elected Chancellor, High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, has been murdered by Andunorian agents in what we suspect has become his True Death.

Details on precisely what occurred are fuzzy, but what's come to knowledge is that the Chancellor was kidnapped by force and brought to Andunor's flagship, the Dreadnaught, where he was brutally executed in cold blood by the slavers, the murderers, and the monsters of Andunor, and hasn't been seen since.

Konstantin Helbrecht had a long and expansive history as a warrior for freedom, justice, and all that is right on this island. From his humble yet selfless beginnings in the Gauntlet, to becoming a skilled sailor in the Cordorian Navy - defending allied vessels from the naval tyranny of pirates, to organising and commanding one of the greatest military campaigns and victories at Camp Young with the War with the Twisted Rune and their legions of undead, to becoming High-Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Triad and then becoming Chancellor of Cordor when we needed him most, in a time of indecision and chaos.

Konstantin was a close personal friend of mine, and Cordor seems darker without him. A ceremony is being prepared in the coming months so that we can pay our respects to the man that used to be our Chancellor. Even in his final moments however, he fought for Cordor and his people. I know that he would want us to continue as he would; to fight for the weak and to aid those who need protection, to rise against injustice and chaos, and to not give attention or opportunity to those who would ruin us. These are the reasons we elected High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, and these are the values we should strive to uphold.

For Cordor, for Crown, and for Konstantin.

Day 18, Month 3 (Ches), 175 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Cordor's New Penal Battalion ===
A new law has graced the city, one labelled the "Penal Battalion Law" that offers those found on the wrong side of Cordorian law to redeem themselves with community service. It has also been made a possible punishment for those who commit Felonies, should "the requirements be met", for such crimes as, but not limited to, Assault, Theft, and Desecration of a Body.

The Penal perpetrators will be given a simple brooch to identify them, and the Press has already seen one made of a brass X symbol. When reached for a quote regarding the new law, Justiciar Dameon Wade gave this response;

"Unfortunately, we have witnessed time and time again how fickle redemption stories have been in the past. I am of the belief that anyone who holds corruption in their soul is beyond redemption - however, I do believe that those who genuinely hold good in their hearts under all that dust and grime have merely found themselves in situations where if they had been dealt a different hand in life, they would be capable of accomplishing great deeds.

This is where this law comes into play, the Penal Battalion will become a project that will allow those who have committed any Felony - and choose to admit guilt to said Felony - will receive a chance to serve and do right should the other requirements be met. We are all aware of how effective discipline can be when it comes to producing functioning members of society out of unruly souls.

All that said, the first pioneer of the project has already been selected to join the Penal Battalion - Sly Lionheart. She is one of the many who have been dealt some hard cards in life, but through this program, she'll be able to return through the gates of Cordor as a functioning member of society."

What are your opinions here? A good chance of redemption to those deserving, or do you feel uncomfortable with these people protecting our city? Let us know!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 175 AR

Anonymous
[[Category:170-179 AR]]
[[Category:Cordor]]
[[Category:Periodicals]]

175 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:39:38Z

EdensFall: /* Cordor Elects Chancellor Liberty! */

=== The Need for New Landed Nobility ===
The Chancellor has seen fit to free a spot within Cordor's Landed Nobility, removing Efraim from his position there, and are beginning an initiative to see the People of Cordor vote for who they believe is best among them to earn the title of Landed Nobility.

The position comes with a number of perks, as noted in the Minister of Education's post on the main Cordorian boards;

"A Landed Noble is offered a number of benefits in exchange for their service and efforts within the city;

1. The ability to ordain a select few as Lesser Nobles and Knights of the city and their family, if they maintain one of the noble manors in our city.

2. A small percentage of Cordor?s tax as income to fund their efforts in the city.

3. Property protection against evictions for as long as they remain a Landed Noble."

So, dear reader, who do you think is the best among us to earn this position? Do you know of a fabled hero of story? A selfless guardian of the realm who often goes without deserved recognition? A tireless worker dedicated to the betterment of the city? If so, post a letter to nominate them for the position on the Minister's Suggestion Board in the Cordor Square.

We've no doubt that there will be a good deal of opportunists throwing their own name in, hungry for the money and fame that comes with such a position, so it is our duty to ensure that someone sees proper reward and recognition for their efforts. Cast a nomination today!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Najih! ===
With Chancellor Liberty's untimely departure from the island, citing important events on the mainland, it left Vice-Chancellor Markus in charge to hold the reigns of Cordorian government. This did, however, prompt one of the shortest stints the city has seen as an election was called, somehow, only days later!

The nominees that put forward their names were thus; Markus Marshal, Tiffany Vox, and Najih. All have previous experience in government, and so knew the necessary ins-and-outs and minutia of Cordorian politics. The three also attended a Chancellor's Debate, organized by the Minister of Education, and the good public attended to ask their questions and worries of the Chancellors to see who might be best to cast their vote for.

It all added to one of the more peaceful and relaxed elections that the Press has ever seen. There was incredibly little by way of political mud-slinging and the whole incident passed without theatre or mummery. After the date came, the votes were counted, and the Scribe proclaimed the winner;

Chancellor Najih emerged the victor - voted by the people, for the people. His immediate promise was to look inwards, ensuring that the Cordorian cabinet acts as a stable platform with which to support the citizens above them. We at the Press wish Chancellor Najih our warmest welcome to the position, and Tymora's luck in his term.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Liberty! ===
With another election season coming to pass, another Chancellor to sit upon the seat and take the reigns of government in grasp.

After a, rather peaceful election lacking the usual fecal-slinging and rumormongering of the messageboard and Town Criers, Chancellor Liberty rose as the people's favourite, running on a platform that ensured a fresh breath and perspective to the rigors of government.

When reached for a quote for the Press, something that all the good people of Cordor and the Press' readers around the isle, the Chancellor stated;

"I am happy to represent the people of Cordor - after a clean election, it has been a pleasure to take up the mantle of Chancellor. Let this be a period of prosperity and celebration for Cordor!"

The work begins now, however, and the people of Cordor look to what Chancellor Liberty does with her newfound powers. We at the Press offer her our best wishes. Expect an interview with the Chancellor soon!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 25, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol I ===
Before the interview, I (P) have been shadowing Chancellor Valoheim (CV) for the better part of a day, accidentally following him into an unplanned meeting upon meeting. The life of a Chancellor is a busy one, unfortunately leaving very little time for anything else, but Aloysious composes each and every encounter with a pleasant air and smile. When a time arises, I steal him away to the Press for a simple conversation with a warm and relaxing cup of tea, a biscuit, and a hopeful oasis of calm among the storm of statecraft.

P: Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to speak with us at the Press, Chancellor, and congratulations on your victory. What are your first impressions of the seat?

CV: One of the alternate names some refer to it, "First Servant", holds true. As the one responsible for leading and coordinating the civil service of the city, it has already shown that life will be busy. At the same time, the people deserve a dedicated Chancellor, and one willing to serve.

P: How do you plan to do so? Do you have any sweeping changes planned to the cabinet, or plans to act differently than the previous Chancellor?

CV: The prior Chancellor's plans were never quite brought to fruition, save for a few internal matters which I will continue. As for the cabinet, whilst my review is not complete, any changes to the cabinet will be based solely on information gleaned in the process of my review. I will not make a change that I could not point facts to back, that is not how I intend to traffic this Chancellor.

As for "how" I plan to serve; I intend to find any and all possible gaps in the current needs of the city to better fulfill them. An example; I have bidden the Trade Minister to put up a board in the city barracks public area where crafters might register themselves. It?s my hope that people will use it to consult and find crafters who can aid them, or in turn, artisans can advertise themselves alongside other measures.

Continued in Vol. II!

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol II ===
P: Good immediate solutions, but do you have any long-term plans that might affect the people of Cordor? The time of months, years, rather than tendays?

CV: The main thing that will have the most impact is my intent to make a more robust civil service through the hiring of additional employees in as many departments as one can put to use. The Guard, the Navy, the varying Ministries. An expansion of availability of the Government to its people. Additionally, I intend to hold regular citizen's forums. These will allow us to show the people - guests and citizens alike - that we will resolve issues that require solutions.

P: As Chancellor, however, you must not keep just Cordor's citizens happy. While the city is the clear priority, how do you plan to keep our neighbours and allies happy in a time of possible derision or uncertainty?

CV: By working with my cabinet and the neighbours of Cordor to become aware of issues and to find solutions. As a Gnome, community is important to me, and really, the Arelith archipelago, and especially the main island on which we reside are a greater community.

P: A truly promising start. Now, because paper only gets so long, do you have a parting message to the people of Cordor? An opportunity to say whatever you want to the dear readers of this article.

(This raises a pause in the Chancellor as he thinks carefully, to which I take the opportunity to finish the rest of my tea before he speaks;)

CV: Communities, cities, and governments all possess one commonality; people. The people of this city and those who fall under the care of Cordor are my highest priority.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley of the Cordor Press.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Thugs and Thieves in Cordor ===
We at the Crimson Quill and the Cordor Press do not encourage, advocate, or praise the activities of the "Coinpeckers Guild" in any form.

After a regular cleaning inspection of the premises, we found that some of our belongings had disappeared, only to be replaced with a rather cheap-looking brooch which we will include a sketch of below, and the article beneath this one. Those of us old enough to remember the activities and subsequent court trial of Dr. Harashandal, the leader of a sect of the Eldreth Veluuthra, and his subsequent public execution BY A MYONIAN ELF in the middle of the trial.

These people claim to have noble intentions, but when you cut through their self-righteous rhetoric, you find their true intent; to "keep the terror" against our fair citizens, "to decrease population" which is clearly a poor attempt to politely rephrase "cold and senseless murder", and to "interfer with economy."

Until these thugs are dealt with, we encourage you to do as we do at the Press; ensure that your truly valuable belongings or items you are afraid to lose are kept safely with the Bank (providing you are a citizen in the bank's settlement) or on your person. Your homes are only as safe as the lock on your door, and these recent break-ins have shown us that isn't very safe.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Obituary: Chancellor and High-Watcher, Konstantin Helbrecht ===
Good Cordorians, it is with a heavy hand that I write this letter. Your elected Chancellor, High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, has been murdered by Andunorian agents in what we suspect has become his True Death.

Details on precisely what occurred are fuzzy, but what's come to knowledge is that the Chancellor was kidnapped by force and brought to Andunor's flagship, the Dreadnaught, where he was brutally executed in cold blood by the slavers, the murderers, and the monsters of Andunor, and hasn't been seen since.

Konstantin Helbrecht had a long and expansive history as a warrior for freedom, justice, and all that is right on this island. From his humble yet selfless beginnings in the Gauntlet, to becoming a skilled sailor in the Cordorian Navy - defending allied vessels from the naval tyranny of pirates, to organising and commanding one of the greatest military campaigns and victories at Camp Young with the War with the Twisted Rune and their legions of undead, to becoming High-Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Triad and then becoming Chancellor of Cordor when we needed him most, in a time of indecision and chaos.

Konstantin was a close personal friend of mine, and Cordor seems darker without him. A ceremony is being prepared in the coming months so that we can pay our respects to the man that used to be our Chancellor. Even in his final moments however, he fought for Cordor and his people. I know that he would want us to continue as he would; to fight for the weak and to aid those who need protection, to rise against injustice and chaos, and to not give attention or opportunity to those who would ruin us. These are the reasons we elected High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, and these are the values we should strive to uphold.

For Cordor, for Crown, and for Konstantin.

Day 18, Month 3 (Ches), 175 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Cordor's New Penal Battalion ===
A new law has graced the city, one labelled the "Penal Battalion Law" that offers those found on the wrong side of Cordorian law to redeem themselves with community service. It has also been made a possible punishment for those who commit Felonies, should "the requirements be met", for such crimes as, but not limited to, Assault, Theft, and Desecration of a Body.

The Penal perpetrators will be given a simple brooch to identify them, and the Press has already seen one made of a brass X symbol. When reached for a quote regarding the new law, Justiciar Dameon Wade gave this response;

"Unfortunately, we have witnessed time and time again how fickle redemption stories have been in the past. I am of the belief that anyone who holds corruption in their soul is beyond redemption - however, I do believe that those who genuinely hold good in their hearts under all that dust and grime have merely found themselves in situations where if they had been dealt a different hand in life, they would be capable of accomplishing great deeds.

This is where this law comes into play, the Penal Battalion will become a project that will allow those who have committed any Felony - and choose to admit guilt to said Felony - will receive a chance to serve and do right should the other requirements be met. We are all aware of how effective discipline can be when it comes to producing functioning members of society out of unruly souls.

All that said, the first pioneer of the project has already been selected to join the Penal Battalion - Sly Lionheart. She is one of the many who have been dealt some hard cards in life, but through this program, she'll be able to return through the gates of Cordor as a functioning member of society."

What are your opinions here? A good chance of redemption to those deserving, or do you feel uncomfortable with these people protecting our city? Let us know!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 175 AR

Anonymous
[[Category:170-179 AR]]
[[Category:Cordor]]
[[Category:Periodicals]]

175 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:39:26Z

EdensFall: /* Cordor Elects Chancellor Najih! */

=== The Need for New Landed Nobility ===
The Chancellor has seen fit to free a spot within Cordor's Landed Nobility, removing Efraim from his position there, and are beginning an initiative to see the People of Cordor vote for who they believe is best among them to earn the title of Landed Nobility.

The position comes with a number of perks, as noted in the Minister of Education's post on the main Cordorian boards;

"A Landed Noble is offered a number of benefits in exchange for their service and efforts within the city;

1. The ability to ordain a select few as Lesser Nobles and Knights of the city and their family, if they maintain one of the noble manors in our city.

2. A small percentage of Cordor?s tax as income to fund their efforts in the city.

3. Property protection against evictions for as long as they remain a Landed Noble."

So, dear reader, who do you think is the best among us to earn this position? Do you know of a fabled hero of story? A selfless guardian of the realm who often goes without deserved recognition? A tireless worker dedicated to the betterment of the city? If so, post a letter to nominate them for the position on the Minister's Suggestion Board in the Cordor Square.

We've no doubt that there will be a good deal of opportunists throwing their own name in, hungry for the money and fame that comes with such a position, so it is our duty to ensure that someone sees proper reward and recognition for their efforts. Cast a nomination today!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Najih! ===
With Chancellor Liberty's untimely departure from the island, citing important events on the mainland, it left Vice-Chancellor Markus in charge to hold the reigns of Cordorian government. This did, however, prompt one of the shortest stints the city has seen as an election was called, somehow, only days later!

The nominees that put forward their names were thus; Markus Marshal, Tiffany Vox, and Najih. All have previous experience in government, and so knew the necessary ins-and-outs and minutia of Cordorian politics. The three also attended a Chancellor's Debate, organized by the Minister of Education, and the good public attended to ask their questions and worries of the Chancellors to see who might be best to cast their vote for.

It all added to one of the more peaceful and relaxed elections that the Press has ever seen. There was incredibly little by way of political mud-slinging and the whole incident passed without theatre or mummery. After the date came, the votes were counted, and the Scribe proclaimed the winner;

Chancellor Najih emerged the victor - voted by the people, for the people. His immediate promise was to look inwards, ensuring that the Cordorian cabinet acts as a stable platform with which to support the citizens above them. We at the Press wish Chancellor Najih our warmest welcome to the position, and Tymora's luck in his term.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Liberty! ===
With another election season coming to pass, another Chancellor to sit upon the seat and take the reigns of government in grasp.

After a, rather peaceful election lacking the usual fecal-slinging and rumormongering of the messageboard and Town Criers, Chancellor Liberty rose as the people's favourite, running on a platform that ensured a fresh breath and perspective to the rigors of government.

When reached for a quote for the Press, something that all the good people of Cordor and the Press' readers around the isle, the Chancellor stated;

"I am happy to represent the people of Cordor - after a clean election, it has been a pleasure to take up the mantle of Chancellor. Let this be a period of prosperity and celebration for Cordor!"

The work begins now, however, and the people of Cordor look to what Chancellor Liberty does with her newfound powers. We at the Press offer her our best wishes. Expect an interview with the Chancellor soon!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 25, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol I ===
Before the interview, I (P) have been shadowing Chancellor Valoheim (CV) for the better part of a day, accidentally following him into an unplanned meeting upon meeting. The life of a Chancellor is a busy one, unfortunately leaving very little time for anything else, but Aloysious composes each and every encounter with a pleasant air and smile. When a time arises, I steal him away to the Press for a simple conversation with a warm and relaxing cup of tea, a biscuit, and a hopeful oasis of calm among the storm of statecraft.

P: Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to speak with us at the Press, Chancellor, and congratulations on your victory. What are your first impressions of the seat?

CV: One of the alternate names some refer to it, "First Servant", holds true. As the one responsible for leading and coordinating the civil service of the city, it has already shown that life will be busy. At the same time, the people deserve a dedicated Chancellor, and one willing to serve.

P: How do you plan to do so? Do you have any sweeping changes planned to the cabinet, or plans to act differently than the previous Chancellor?

CV: The prior Chancellor's plans were never quite brought to fruition, save for a few internal matters which I will continue. As for the cabinet, whilst my review is not complete, any changes to the cabinet will be based solely on information gleaned in the process of my review. I will not make a change that I could not point facts to back, that is not how I intend to traffic this Chancellor.

As for "how" I plan to serve; I intend to find any and all possible gaps in the current needs of the city to better fulfill them. An example; I have bidden the Trade Minister to put up a board in the city barracks public area where crafters might register themselves. It?s my hope that people will use it to consult and find crafters who can aid them, or in turn, artisans can advertise themselves alongside other measures.

Continued in Vol. II!

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol II ===
P: Good immediate solutions, but do you have any long-term plans that might affect the people of Cordor? The time of months, years, rather than tendays?

CV: The main thing that will have the most impact is my intent to make a more robust civil service through the hiring of additional employees in as many departments as one can put to use. The Guard, the Navy, the varying Ministries. An expansion of availability of the Government to its people. Additionally, I intend to hold regular citizen's forums. These will allow us to show the people - guests and citizens alike - that we will resolve issues that require solutions.

P: As Chancellor, however, you must not keep just Cordor's citizens happy. While the city is the clear priority, how do you plan to keep our neighbours and allies happy in a time of possible derision or uncertainty?

CV: By working with my cabinet and the neighbours of Cordor to become aware of issues and to find solutions. As a Gnome, community is important to me, and really, the Arelith archipelago, and especially the main island on which we reside are a greater community.

P: A truly promising start. Now, because paper only gets so long, do you have a parting message to the people of Cordor? An opportunity to say whatever you want to the dear readers of this article.

(This raises a pause in the Chancellor as he thinks carefully, to which I take the opportunity to finish the rest of my tea before he speaks;)

CV: Communities, cities, and governments all possess one commonality; people. The people of this city and those who fall under the care of Cordor are my highest priority.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley of the Cordor Press.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Thugs and Thieves in Cordor ===
We at the Crimson Quill and the Cordor Press do not encourage, advocate, or praise the activities of the "Coinpeckers Guild" in any form.

After a regular cleaning inspection of the premises, we found that some of our belongings had disappeared, only to be replaced with a rather cheap-looking brooch which we will include a sketch of below, and the article beneath this one. Those of us old enough to remember the activities and subsequent court trial of Dr. Harashandal, the leader of a sect of the Eldreth Veluuthra, and his subsequent public execution BY A MYONIAN ELF in the middle of the trial.

These people claim to have noble intentions, but when you cut through their self-righteous rhetoric, you find their true intent; to "keep the terror" against our fair citizens, "to decrease population" which is clearly a poor attempt to politely rephrase "cold and senseless murder", and to "interfer with economy."

Until these thugs are dealt with, we encourage you to do as we do at the Press; ensure that your truly valuable belongings or items you are afraid to lose are kept safely with the Bank (providing you are a citizen in the bank's settlement) or on your person. Your homes are only as safe as the lock on your door, and these recent break-ins have shown us that isn't very safe.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Obituary: Chancellor and High-Watcher, Konstantin Helbrecht ===
Good Cordorians, it is with a heavy hand that I write this letter. Your elected Chancellor, High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, has been murdered by Andunorian agents in what we suspect has become his True Death.

Details on precisely what occurred are fuzzy, but what's come to knowledge is that the Chancellor was kidnapped by force and brought to Andunor's flagship, the Dreadnaught, where he was brutally executed in cold blood by the slavers, the murderers, and the monsters of Andunor, and hasn't been seen since.

Konstantin Helbrecht had a long and expansive history as a warrior for freedom, justice, and all that is right on this island. From his humble yet selfless beginnings in the Gauntlet, to becoming a skilled sailor in the Cordorian Navy - defending allied vessels from the naval tyranny of pirates, to organising and commanding one of the greatest military campaigns and victories at Camp Young with the War with the Twisted Rune and their legions of undead, to becoming High-Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Triad and then becoming Chancellor of Cordor when we needed him most, in a time of indecision and chaos.

Konstantin was a close personal friend of mine, and Cordor seems darker without him. A ceremony is being prepared in the coming months so that we can pay our respects to the man that used to be our Chancellor. Even in his final moments however, he fought for Cordor and his people. I know that he would want us to continue as he would; to fight for the weak and to aid those who need protection, to rise against injustice and chaos, and to not give attention or opportunity to those who would ruin us. These are the reasons we elected High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, and these are the values we should strive to uphold.

For Cordor, for Crown, and for Konstantin.

Day 18, Month 3 (Ches), 175 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Cordor's New Penal Battalion ===
A new law has graced the city, one labelled the "Penal Battalion Law" that offers those found on the wrong side of Cordorian law to redeem themselves with community service. It has also been made a possible punishment for those who commit Felonies, should "the requirements be met", for such crimes as, but not limited to, Assault, Theft, and Desecration of a Body.

The Penal perpetrators will be given a simple brooch to identify them, and the Press has already seen one made of a brass X symbol. When reached for a quote regarding the new law, Justiciar Dameon Wade gave this response;

"Unfortunately, we have witnessed time and time again how fickle redemption stories have been in the past. I am of the belief that anyone who holds corruption in their soul is beyond redemption - however, I do believe that those who genuinely hold good in their hearts under all that dust and grime have merely found themselves in situations where if they had been dealt a different hand in life, they would be capable of accomplishing great deeds.

This is where this law comes into play, the Penal Battalion will become a project that will allow those who have committed any Felony - and choose to admit guilt to said Felony - will receive a chance to serve and do right should the other requirements be met. We are all aware of how effective discipline can be when it comes to producing functioning members of society out of unruly souls.

All that said, the first pioneer of the project has already been selected to join the Penal Battalion - Sly Lionheart. She is one of the many who have been dealt some hard cards in life, but through this program, she'll be able to return through the gates of Cordor as a functioning member of society."

What are your opinions here? A good chance of redemption to those deserving, or do you feel uncomfortable with these people protecting our city? Let us know!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 175 AR

Anonymous
[[Category:170-179 AR]]
[[Category:Cordor]]
[[Category:Periodicals]]

175 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:39:16Z

EdensFall: /* The Need for New Landed Nobility */

=== The Need for New Landed Nobility ===
The Chancellor has seen fit to free a spot within Cordor's Landed Nobility, removing Efraim from his position there, and are beginning an initiative to see the People of Cordor vote for who they believe is best among them to earn the title of Landed Nobility.

The position comes with a number of perks, as noted in the Minister of Education's post on the main Cordorian boards;

"A Landed Noble is offered a number of benefits in exchange for their service and efforts within the city;

1. The ability to ordain a select few as Lesser Nobles and Knights of the city and their family, if they maintain one of the noble manors in our city.

2. A small percentage of Cordor?s tax as income to fund their efforts in the city.

3. Property protection against evictions for as long as they remain a Landed Noble."

So, dear reader, who do you think is the best among us to earn this position? Do you know of a fabled hero of story? A selfless guardian of the realm who often goes without deserved recognition? A tireless worker dedicated to the betterment of the city? If so, post a letter to nominate them for the position on the Minister's Suggestion Board in the Cordor Square.

We've no doubt that there will be a good deal of opportunists throwing their own name in, hungry for the money and fame that comes with such a position, so it is our duty to ensure that someone sees proper reward and recognition for their efforts. Cast a nomination today!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 175 AR
 Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Najih! ===
With Chancellor Liberty's untimely departure from the island, citing important events on the mainland, it left Vice-Chancellor Markus in charge to hold the reigns of Cordorian government. This did, however, prompt one of the shortest stints the city has seen as an election was called, somehow, only days later!

The nominees that put forward their names were thus; Markus Marshal, Tiffany Vox, and Najih. All have previous experience in government, and so knew the necessary ins-and-outs and minutia of Cordorian politics. The three also attended a Chancellor's Debate, organized by the Minister of Education, and the good public attended to ask their questions and worries of the Chancellors to see who might be best to cast their vote for.

It all added to one of the more peaceful and relaxed elections that the Press has ever seen. There was incredibly little by way of political mud-slinging and the whole incident passed without theatre or mummery. After the date came, the votes were counted, and the Scribe proclaimed the winner;

Chancellor Najih emerged the victor - voted by the people, for the people. His immediate promise was to look inwards, ensuring that the Cordorian cabinet acts as a stable platform with which to support the citizens above them. We at the Press wish Chancellor Najih our warmest welcome to the position, and Tymora's luck in his term.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Liberty! ===
With another election season coming to pass, another Chancellor to sit upon the seat and take the reigns of government in grasp.

After a, rather peaceful election lacking the usual fecal-slinging and rumormongering of the messageboard and Town Criers, Chancellor Liberty rose as the people's favourite, running on a platform that ensured a fresh breath and perspective to the rigors of government.

When reached for a quote for the Press, something that all the good people of Cordor and the Press' readers around the isle, the Chancellor stated;

"I am happy to represent the people of Cordor - after a clean election, it has been a pleasure to take up the mantle of Chancellor. Let this be a period of prosperity and celebration for Cordor!"

The work begins now, however, and the people of Cordor look to what Chancellor Liberty does with her newfound powers. We at the Press offer her our best wishes. Expect an interview with the Chancellor soon!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 25, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol I ===
Before the interview, I (P) have been shadowing Chancellor Valoheim (CV) for the better part of a day, accidentally following him into an unplanned meeting upon meeting. The life of a Chancellor is a busy one, unfortunately leaving very little time for anything else, but Aloysious composes each and every encounter with a pleasant air and smile. When a time arises, I steal him away to the Press for a simple conversation with a warm and relaxing cup of tea, a biscuit, and a hopeful oasis of calm among the storm of statecraft.

P: Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to speak with us at the Press, Chancellor, and congratulations on your victory. What are your first impressions of the seat?

CV: One of the alternate names some refer to it, "First Servant", holds true. As the one responsible for leading and coordinating the civil service of the city, it has already shown that life will be busy. At the same time, the people deserve a dedicated Chancellor, and one willing to serve.

P: How do you plan to do so? Do you have any sweeping changes planned to the cabinet, or plans to act differently than the previous Chancellor?

CV: The prior Chancellor's plans were never quite brought to fruition, save for a few internal matters which I will continue. As for the cabinet, whilst my review is not complete, any changes to the cabinet will be based solely on information gleaned in the process of my review. I will not make a change that I could not point facts to back, that is not how I intend to traffic this Chancellor.

As for "how" I plan to serve; I intend to find any and all possible gaps in the current needs of the city to better fulfill them. An example; I have bidden the Trade Minister to put up a board in the city barracks public area where crafters might register themselves. It?s my hope that people will use it to consult and find crafters who can aid them, or in turn, artisans can advertise themselves alongside other measures.

Continued in Vol. II!

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol II ===
P: Good immediate solutions, but do you have any long-term plans that might affect the people of Cordor? The time of months, years, rather than tendays?

CV: The main thing that will have the most impact is my intent to make a more robust civil service through the hiring of additional employees in as many departments as one can put to use. The Guard, the Navy, the varying Ministries. An expansion of availability of the Government to its people. Additionally, I intend to hold regular citizen's forums. These will allow us to show the people - guests and citizens alike - that we will resolve issues that require solutions.

P: As Chancellor, however, you must not keep just Cordor's citizens happy. While the city is the clear priority, how do you plan to keep our neighbours and allies happy in a time of possible derision or uncertainty?

CV: By working with my cabinet and the neighbours of Cordor to become aware of issues and to find solutions. As a Gnome, community is important to me, and really, the Arelith archipelago, and especially the main island on which we reside are a greater community.

P: A truly promising start. Now, because paper only gets so long, do you have a parting message to the people of Cordor? An opportunity to say whatever you want to the dear readers of this article.

(This raises a pause in the Chancellor as he thinks carefully, to which I take the opportunity to finish the rest of my tea before he speaks;)

CV: Communities, cities, and governments all possess one commonality; people. The people of this city and those who fall under the care of Cordor are my highest priority.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley of the Cordor Press.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Thugs and Thieves in Cordor ===
We at the Crimson Quill and the Cordor Press do not encourage, advocate, or praise the activities of the "Coinpeckers Guild" in any form.

After a regular cleaning inspection of the premises, we found that some of our belongings had disappeared, only to be replaced with a rather cheap-looking brooch which we will include a sketch of below, and the article beneath this one. Those of us old enough to remember the activities and subsequent court trial of Dr. Harashandal, the leader of a sect of the Eldreth Veluuthra, and his subsequent public execution BY A MYONIAN ELF in the middle of the trial.

These people claim to have noble intentions, but when you cut through their self-righteous rhetoric, you find their true intent; to "keep the terror" against our fair citizens, "to decrease population" which is clearly a poor attempt to politely rephrase "cold and senseless murder", and to "interfer with economy."

Until these thugs are dealt with, we encourage you to do as we do at the Press; ensure that your truly valuable belongings or items you are afraid to lose are kept safely with the Bank (providing you are a citizen in the bank's settlement) or on your person. Your homes are only as safe as the lock on your door, and these recent break-ins have shown us that isn't very safe.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Obituary: Chancellor and High-Watcher, Konstantin Helbrecht ===
Good Cordorians, it is with a heavy hand that I write this letter. Your elected Chancellor, High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, has been murdered by Andunorian agents in what we suspect has become his True Death.

Details on precisely what occurred are fuzzy, but what's come to knowledge is that the Chancellor was kidnapped by force and brought to Andunor's flagship, the Dreadnaught, where he was brutally executed in cold blood by the slavers, the murderers, and the monsters of Andunor, and hasn't been seen since.

Konstantin Helbrecht had a long and expansive history as a warrior for freedom, justice, and all that is right on this island. From his humble yet selfless beginnings in the Gauntlet, to becoming a skilled sailor in the Cordorian Navy - defending allied vessels from the naval tyranny of pirates, to organising and commanding one of the greatest military campaigns and victories at Camp Young with the War with the Twisted Rune and their legions of undead, to becoming High-Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Triad and then becoming Chancellor of Cordor when we needed him most, in a time of indecision and chaos.

Konstantin was a close personal friend of mine, and Cordor seems darker without him. A ceremony is being prepared in the coming months so that we can pay our respects to the man that used to be our Chancellor. Even in his final moments however, he fought for Cordor and his people. I know that he would want us to continue as he would; to fight for the weak and to aid those who need protection, to rise against injustice and chaos, and to not give attention or opportunity to those who would ruin us. These are the reasons we elected High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, and these are the values we should strive to uphold.

For Cordor, for Crown, and for Konstantin.

Day 18, Month 3 (Ches), 175 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Cordor's New Penal Battalion ===
A new law has graced the city, one labelled the "Penal Battalion Law" that offers those found on the wrong side of Cordorian law to redeem themselves with community service. It has also been made a possible punishment for those who commit Felonies, should "the requirements be met", for such crimes as, but not limited to, Assault, Theft, and Desecration of a Body.

The Penal perpetrators will be given a simple brooch to identify them, and the Press has already seen one made of a brass X symbol. When reached for a quote regarding the new law, Justiciar Dameon Wade gave this response;

"Unfortunately, we have witnessed time and time again how fickle redemption stories have been in the past. I am of the belief that anyone who holds corruption in their soul is beyond redemption - however, I do believe that those who genuinely hold good in their hearts under all that dust and grime have merely found themselves in situations where if they had been dealt a different hand in life, they would be capable of accomplishing great deeds.

This is where this law comes into play, the Penal Battalion will become a project that will allow those who have committed any Felony - and choose to admit guilt to said Felony - will receive a chance to serve and do right should the other requirements be met. We are all aware of how effective discipline can be when it comes to producing functioning members of society out of unruly souls.

All that said, the first pioneer of the project has already been selected to join the Penal Battalion - Sly Lionheart. She is one of the many who have been dealt some hard cards in life, but through this program, she'll be able to return through the gates of Cordor as a functioning member of society."

What are your opinions here? A good chance of redemption to those deserving, or do you feel uncomfortable with these people protecting our city? Let us know!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 175 AR

Anonymous
[[Category:170-179 AR]]
[[Category:Cordor]]
[[Category:Periodicals]]

175 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:39:02Z

EdensFall: Created page with "=== The Need for New Landed Nobility === The Chancellor has seen fit to free a spot within Cordor's Landed Nobility, removing Efraim from his position there, and are beginning an initiative to see the People of Cordor vote for who they believe is best among them to earn the title of Landed Nobility. The position comes with a number of perks, as noted in the Minister of Education's post on the main Cordorian boards; "A Landed Noble is offered a number of benefits in exc..."

=== The Need for New Landed Nobility ===
The Chancellor has seen fit to free a spot within Cordor's Landed Nobility, removing Efraim from his position there, and are beginning an initiative to see the People of Cordor vote for who they believe is best among them to earn the title of Landed Nobility.

The position comes with a number of perks, as noted in the Minister of Education's post on the main Cordorian boards;

"A Landed Noble is offered a number of benefits in exchange for their service and efforts within the city;

1. The ability to ordain a select few as Lesser Nobles and Knights of the city and their family, if they maintain one of the noble manors in our city.

2. A small percentage of Cordor?s tax as income to fund their efforts in the city.

3. Property protection against evictions for as long as they remain a Landed Noble."

So, dear reader, who do you think is the best among us to earn this position? Do you know of a fabled hero of story? A selfless guardian of the realm who often goes without deserved recognition? A tireless worker dedicated to the betterment of the city? If so, post a letter to nominate them for the position on the Minister's Suggestion Board in the Cordor Square.

We've no doubt that there will be a good deal of opportunists throwing their own name in, hungry for the money and fame that comes with such a position, so it is our duty to ensure that someone sees proper reward and recognition for their efforts. Cast a nomination today!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Najih! ===
With Chancellor Liberty's untimely departure from the island, citing important events on the mainland, it left Vice-Chancellor Markus in charge to hold the reigns of Cordorian government. This did, however, prompt one of the shortest stints the city has seen as an election was called, somehow, only days later!

The nominees that put forward their names were thus; Markus Marshal, Tiffany Vox, and Najih. All have previous experience in government, and so knew the necessary ins-and-outs and minutia of Cordorian politics. The three also attended a Chancellor's Debate, organized by the Minister of Education, and the good public attended to ask their questions and worries of the Chancellors to see who might be best to cast their vote for.

It all added to one of the more peaceful and relaxed elections that the Press has ever seen. There was incredibly little by way of political mud-slinging and the whole incident passed without theatre or mummery. After the date came, the votes were counted, and the Scribe proclaimed the winner;

Chancellor Najih emerged the victor - voted by the people, for the people. His immediate promise was to look inwards, ensuring that the Cordorian cabinet acts as a stable platform with which to support the citizens above them. We at the Press wish Chancellor Najih our warmest welcome to the position, and Tymora's luck in his term.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 14, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Cordor Elects Chancellor Liberty! ===
With another election season coming to pass, another Chancellor to sit upon the seat and take the reigns of government in grasp.

After a, rather peaceful election lacking the usual fecal-slinging and rumormongering of the messageboard and Town Criers, Chancellor Liberty rose as the people's favourite, running on a platform that ensured a fresh breath and perspective to the rigors of government.

When reached for a quote for the Press, something that all the good people of Cordor and the Press' readers around the isle, the Chancellor stated;

"I am happy to represent the people of Cordor - after a clean election, it has been a pleasure to take up the mantle of Chancellor. Let this be a period of prosperity and celebration for Cordor!"

The work begins now, however, and the people of Cordor look to what Chancellor Liberty does with her newfound powers. We at the Press offer her our best wishes. Expect an interview with the Chancellor soon!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 25, Month 8 (Elasias (Highsun)), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol I ===
Before the interview, I (P) have been shadowing Chancellor Valoheim (CV) for the better part of a day, accidentally following him into an unplanned meeting upon meeting. The life of a Chancellor is a busy one, unfortunately leaving very little time for anything else, but Aloysious composes each and every encounter with a pleasant air and smile. When a time arises, I steal him away to the Press for a simple conversation with a warm and relaxing cup of tea, a biscuit, and a hopeful oasis of calm among the storm of statecraft.

P: Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to speak with us at the Press, Chancellor, and congratulations on your victory. What are your first impressions of the seat?

CV: One of the alternate names some refer to it, "First Servant", holds true. As the one responsible for leading and coordinating the civil service of the city, it has already shown that life will be busy. At the same time, the people deserve a dedicated Chancellor, and one willing to serve.

P: How do you plan to do so? Do you have any sweeping changes planned to the cabinet, or plans to act differently than the previous Chancellor?

CV: The prior Chancellor's plans were never quite brought to fruition, save for a few internal matters which I will continue. As for the cabinet, whilst my review is not complete, any changes to the cabinet will be based solely on information gleaned in the process of my review. I will not make a change that I could not point facts to back, that is not how I intend to traffic this Chancellor.

As for "how" I plan to serve; I intend to find any and all possible gaps in the current needs of the city to better fulfill them. An example; I have bidden the Trade Minister to put up a board in the city barracks public area where crafters might register themselves. It?s my hope that people will use it to consult and find crafters who can aid them, or in turn, artisans can advertise themselves alongside other measures.

Continued in Vol. II!

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Interview w/ Chancellor Valoheim - Vol II ===
P: Good immediate solutions, but do you have any long-term plans that might affect the people of Cordor? The time of months, years, rather than tendays?

CV: The main thing that will have the most impact is my intent to make a more robust civil service through the hiring of additional employees in as many departments as one can put to use. The Guard, the Navy, the varying Ministries. An expansion of availability of the Government to its people. Additionally, I intend to hold regular citizen's forums. These will allow us to show the people - guests and citizens alike - that we will resolve issues that require solutions.

P: As Chancellor, however, you must not keep just Cordor's citizens happy. While the city is the clear priority, how do you plan to keep our neighbours and allies happy in a time of possible derision or uncertainty?

CV: By working with my cabinet and the neighbours of Cordor to become aware of issues and to find solutions. As a Gnome, community is important to me, and really, the Arelith archipelago, and especially the main island on which we reside are a greater community.

P: A truly promising start. Now, because paper only gets so long, do you have a parting message to the people of Cordor? An opportunity to say whatever you want to the dear readers of this article.

(This raises a pause in the Chancellor as he thinks carefully, to which I take the opportunity to finish the rest of my tea before he speaks;)

CV: Communities, cities, and governments all possess one commonality; people. The people of this city and those who fall under the care of Cordor are my highest priority.

- Interview conducted by Drad An'ash, edited by Gideon Oakley of the Cordor Press.

Day 7, Month 5 (Mirtul), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Thugs and Thieves in Cordor ===
We at the Crimson Quill and the Cordor Press do not encourage, advocate, or praise the activities of the "Coinpeckers Guild" in any form.

After a regular cleaning inspection of the premises, we found that some of our belongings had disappeared, only to be replaced with a rather cheap-looking brooch which we will include a sketch of below, and the article beneath this one. Those of us old enough to remember the activities and subsequent court trial of Dr. Harashandal, the leader of a sect of the Eldreth Veluuthra, and his subsequent public execution BY A MYONIAN ELF in the middle of the trial.

These people claim to have noble intentions, but when you cut through their self-righteous rhetoric, you find their true intent; to "keep the terror" against our fair citizens, "to decrease population" which is clearly a poor attempt to politely rephrase "cold and senseless murder", and to "interfer with economy."

Until these thugs are dealt with, we encourage you to do as we do at the Press; ensure that your truly valuable belongings or items you are afraid to lose are kept safely with the Bank (providing you are a citizen in the bank's settlement) or on your person. Your homes are only as safe as the lock on your door, and these recent break-ins have shown us that isn't very safe.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 175 AR

Anonymous

=== Obituary: Chancellor and High-Watcher, Konstantin Helbrecht ===
Good Cordorians, it is with a heavy hand that I write this letter. Your elected Chancellor, High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, has been murdered by Andunorian agents in what we suspect has become his True Death.

Details on precisely what occurred are fuzzy, but what's come to knowledge is that the Chancellor was kidnapped by force and brought to Andunor's flagship, the Dreadnaught, where he was brutally executed in cold blood by the slavers, the murderers, and the monsters of Andunor, and hasn't been seen since.

Konstantin Helbrecht had a long and expansive history as a warrior for freedom, justice, and all that is right on this island. From his humble yet selfless beginnings in the Gauntlet, to becoming a skilled sailor in the Cordorian Navy - defending allied vessels from the naval tyranny of pirates, to organising and commanding one of the greatest military campaigns and victories at Camp Young with the War with the Twisted Rune and their legions of undead, to becoming High-Watcher of the Church of Helm and the Triad and then becoming Chancellor of Cordor when we needed him most, in a time of indecision and chaos.

Konstantin was a close personal friend of mine, and Cordor seems darker without him. A ceremony is being prepared in the coming months so that we can pay our respects to the man that used to be our Chancellor. Even in his final moments however, he fought for Cordor and his people. I know that he would want us to continue as he would; to fight for the weak and to aid those who need protection, to rise against injustice and chaos, and to not give attention or opportunity to those who would ruin us. These are the reasons we elected High-Watcher Konstantin Helbrecht, and these are the values we should strive to uphold.

For Cordor, for Crown, and for Konstantin.

Day 18, Month 3 (Ches), 175 AR

Drad An'ash

=== Cordor's New Penal Battalion ===
A new law has graced the city, one labelled the "Penal Battalion Law" that offers those found on the wrong side of Cordorian law to redeem themselves with community service. It has also been made a possible punishment for those who commit Felonies, should "the requirements be met", for such crimes as, but not limited to, Assault, Theft, and Desecration of a Body.

The Penal perpetrators will be given a simple brooch to identify them, and the Press has already seen one made of a brass X symbol. When reached for a quote regarding the new law, Justiciar Dameon Wade gave this response;

"Unfortunately, we have witnessed time and time again how fickle redemption stories have been in the past. I am of the belief that anyone who holds corruption in their soul is beyond redemption - however, I do believe that those who genuinely hold good in their hearts under all that dust and grime have merely found themselves in situations where if they had been dealt a different hand in life, they would be capable of accomplishing great deeds.

This is where this law comes into play, the Penal Battalion will become a project that will allow those who have committed any Felony - and choose to admit guilt to said Felony - will receive a chance to serve and do right should the other requirements be met. We are all aware of how effective discipline can be when it comes to producing functioning members of society out of unruly souls.

All that said, the first pioneer of the project has already been selected to join the Penal Battalion - Sly Lionheart. She is one of the many who have been dealt some hard cards in life, but through this program, she'll be able to return through the gates of Cordor as a functioning member of society."

What are your opinions here? A good chance of redemption to those deserving, or do you feel uncomfortable with these people protecting our city? Let us know!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 20, Month 1 (Hammer (Deepwinter)), 175 AR

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2026-04-16T18:34:33Z

EdensFall: Created page with "=== Guards killing innocents continues! === It is on the lips of those brave enough to think for themselves. Brave enough to question the misuse of the "power" of authority. Those who plainly see, yet are not ignorant enough to completely ignore true injustices. The Cordor city "guard" have been known for a while, a few members in particular more than others, to bully, beat, and rob innocents in the streets. Without provocation, without just cause. But What cause be goo..."

=== Guards killing innocents continues! ===
It is on the lips of those brave enough to think for themselves. Brave enough to question the misuse of the "power" of authority. Those who plainly see, yet are not ignorant enough to completely ignore true injustices.

The Cordor city "guard" have been known for a while, a few members in particular more than others, to bully, beat, and rob innocents in the streets. Without provocation, without just cause. But What cause be good enough to murder those who've merely set foot within the city less than a few hours? What cause good enough to beat and murder those who have resided quite some time, but avoided the childish mess this city calls "politics"?

I write this letter now, so that the world may know, that the people will not take this abuse of "power" much longer. I myself have seen the writings and falsified reports. I myself have seen terrifying folk gathering in less trodden paths, I have heard and seen the plotting not just for vengence for those wronged, but for a forceful dismantling, and remaking of the so called "gauard".

Let it be known, that while I intend to remain anonymous, I have no stake in this cities politics. I have not been here long enougn to care. But I have a stake in what matters to a few of us, and should matter to all of us: The words, and desires of the common people.

Already, there are a number of those actively avoiding Cordor simply to avoid conflict with the guard. Already, you will only come to see the same few faces within the same areas. Those willing to suckle to the guards corruption, and ego. And the people have had enough. Thier numbers arw growing with every single unprovoked attack.

Every. Single. Attack.

I hope this letter finds you well. And I hope a closer eye is kept on the guard. As newer members of the guard ard taught this is the way things are meant to be, and another unprovoked attack upon an innocent sets yet another civilian astray, the divide grows larger, frighteningly quickly. And may lead to an outright uprising if what I have been hearing is correct.

Day 13, Month 11 (Uktar), 176 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Cordorian Treasure Hunt! ===
What's the one thing that unites swashbuckling sailors, eager adventurers, daring divers, gold-eyed miners, and children at play?

Nothing less than the hunt for treasure, of course!

Gold! Doubloons! Gems! Jewels! The excitement and adventure! Whether you're the sort who loves the thrill of the hunt, the race for the finish line, or the trophy and reward at the end of it, we can all agree that a treasure hunt is a world of fun for everyone.

If you are one such person who feels the treasure-lust, then you might be excited to learn that Riza Beoluve will soon be hosting a Treasure Hunt right here in Cordor!

Around the city, ten treasure barrels will be marked with a flag - X marks the spot! Anyone who wishes to participate can do so by getting your Official Treasure Hunter Log the day* of the event. It will contain clues to lead you in the right direction!

All participants who solve the ten riddles successfully will receive a unique commemorative prize to remind you of the fun you had.

An exhilarating and thrilling time to be had by all, fun for the family of all ages! To learn more about the event, please consult the messages left by Riza on the Cordorian Message Board, or ask her yourself!

Good hunting, all of you!

<nowiki>*</nowiki>(( Treasure Hunt will start on May 14th at 20:00 GMT / 16:00 EST. It will last around 2 hours. ))

Day 24, Month 6 (Kythorn), 176 AR
 Drad An'ash

=== A Dragon Battle in Cordor! ===
Only a few moments before the publishing of this article, Cordor became the front for a battle between dragons!

Fire descended from the sky, damaging the Government and Mechant's buildings in the Government District. With a pained screech, a glittering form descended as an injured Gold Dragon crashed into the cobblestones of Cordor's Square.

Above it circled three great Black Dragons, that eventually swooped to finish the creature off. They were intercepted by a dozen or so Cordor volunteers that immediately drew blade, bow, and spell, and defeated the evil creatures.

Selflessly, they leapt to the defence of the Gold, and after a fast and deadly battle, the three Black wyrms lay dead while the Gold was nursed back to good health. As way of thanks, it used its breath to put out the fires. Local spellcasters made use of summoned Earth Elementals to shift the rubble of the battle, and repair the destruction that occured.

It's times like these that make me proud to be Cordorian, dear reader! A valiant group of volunteers that leapt to defend their city without a moment's consideration or pause! Truly this is testament to what we can do when unified as one people.

Long live Cordor! Long live the King! Long live the People!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 15, Month 3 (Ches), 176 AR
 Anonymous

=== One Down, Two to Go! ===
It's been reported to us at the Press that the leader of the Stag side of the Cult we mentioned in our previous article, of the Stag-Badger-Wolf Cults, has met with Cordorian Justice!

A long and violent naval battle occured off the coasts of Arelith, involving the Leviathan and the Cordorian Guard, Navy, and volunteers, the Merchant Navy, and the Rivorndir Wardens. The ship was used by the Cult after being siezed in a mutiny, and used as a base of operations and cargo vessel.

Another battle occured in temple of illusions and mists near the Yuan-Ti Mound near the jungle coast. A team of Cordorian Guards, Navy, Rivorndir Wardens, and other volunteers delved into the dark tunnels to root the Cult from their lair. With their backs to the wall, the Stag made an attempt to recruit our valiant heroes to their cause, but failed and were slain.

Hopefully, the Stag will trouble Cordor no more, but this is far from over. The Wolf and Badger are still prominant, and may consolidate power in the absence of the Stag. As always, be watchful, and stay vigilant.

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 9, Month 3 (Ches), 176 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Wolf, the Stag, and the Badger? ===
What seems to be a new assassin's guild is plaguing the cities of Cordor and its territories, recently. A group known only by their insignias - the image of the Wolf, the Stag, and the Badger - has attempted a series of murders on a number of Cordorians. They've slain the son of Lord Derlson, and have also attempted to slay multiple members of the Cordorian Cabinet and Guard.

Their most recent attack was on Narr Nolkus, who has extensive experience in working for the Ministers on the Cabinet but also in assisting the Guard with affairs of justice. Narr claims that she spotted a hidden assassin via a True Seeing spell during an interrogation, and as such, has been labelled someone they wish to slay.

Be vigilant, good Cordorians. This only shows that this new and vile group of assassins have no qualms about killing anyone and everyone that might get in the way of any objectives they have. Who are they? What do they want? Keep an eye and ear out, try not to go anywhere alone, and report all strangeness and suspicious activities to the Guard!

As always, your friend in the Press,

- Gideon Oakley, Editor & Publisher of the Crimson Quill.

Day 4, Month 2 (Alturiak), 176 AR
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EdensFall: /* An Interview with Thomas Castemont Pt. 2 */

=== The Press Gang 25/12/177 ===
Hello, hello! Chief Editor Alter here with another issue of the Press Gang! It seems like the final pieces are moving into play as the Amnian naval fleet has arrived in Cordor, led by Admiral Roman Tallyzar. But as tensions rise from overseas, it seems tensions are rising in the city as well, a bloody conflict taking the lives of three and injuring two.

A statement from King Edward Cordor has been released regarding the arrival of the Amnian naval fleet while Queen Jennifer Cordor met with the Republic of Guldorand for a diplomatic summit regarding recent incidents of tension concerning the city of Cordor and Guldorand. Staff Sergeant Lefric Ruston arrived to greet the Queen and the Republicans when a misunderstanding led to the prompt ban of armed Cordorian military personnel in Guldorand.

In Andunor, the election for the Devil's Table is still currently in place while Matron Luastra has announced the dissoulution of the Hel'vael House.

In other news, we have an interview with the very menacing guard, Arvalie, who is often seen patrolling the city. And for those interested in sailing, Captain Davis is looking to hire those interested in fighting pirates and slavers.

And last but not least, we have the continuation of "From Cordor with Love" from our very own Wildarse and an informational piece on how to find kelp for those aspiring chefs from Fee Sherman. And as always, thank you for reading the Press Gang and I'll see you all in the next issue!

ANNOUNCEMENT:
 Statement from the Palace (By King Edward Cordor)

INVESTIGATIVE:
 Bloody Conflict in Cordor (By Alter Kim)
 The Guldorand Summit with Queen Jennifer Cordor (By Alter Kim)

INFORMATIVE:
 The Monthly Catch (By Fee Sherman)

INTERVIEW:
 An Interview with Arvalie (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT:
 From Cordor with Love CHAPTER IV (By Wildarse)

ADVERTISEMENT:
 Captain Davis Seeks Sailors!

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== Statement From the Palace ===
As some citizenry will already be aware, due to some unforeseen skirmishes in Maztika between New-Amnian countrymen and a few New-Whaterdeep invaders, the Grand Nation of Amn is entering a unsteady period with the City State of Whaterdeep. In this time of political uncertainty, our good friends from Amn have kindly requested that we play host to a small portion of its Navy, to better secure these waters, both for our sake and for theirs.

Further more, as Arelith has always been a stopping point between the Mainland and Maztika, safe port for men and women of all stripes, so it shall be for these fine men and women of the fleet. In the coming days you may see a heightened presence of Amnian military. Do not be alarmed. They are here merely as visitors and, I have been assured, shall mind their manners as such.

I also wish to assure the citizenry that whilst we consider Amn a fine ally, their grand wars are not our wars, and we have no desire to be dragged into them. So long as the Lords Alliance and it's allies remain neutral to Cordor, so we shall to them.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Edward Cordor

=== Guldorand Summit with Queen Jennifer Cordor ===
On the 15th of the 12th month (Nightal) 177 AR, the Republic of Guldorand hosted Queen Jennifer Cordor for a diplomatic summit regarding recent incidents of unrest concerning the city of Cordor and Guldorand, and to seek amicable solutions to several standing problems.

As the summit was concluding, Staff Sergeant Lefric Ruston and Corporal Cain arrived, unwarded and unarmed, to greet the Queen (who had already left) and the Republicans present, with Staff Sergeant Ruston introducing himself as Secretary of Foreign Affairs. After introductions were concluded, Secretary Ruston made a request for the meeting minutes to ensure a balance of information.

At this time, Sergeant Rolf Marr and Ambassador Antionette Rivorndir arrived. Introductions were made again with one of the Republicans hesitant at the presence of Lady Rivorndir's magic staff at her shoulder. The Republican was assured that the staff posed no threat to him.

Afterwards, Guardsman Vesryn Idriel arrived at the scene, misinformed that the Queen was in danger. He arrived with a spell mantle and Formian summons but was immediately ordered by Staff Sergeant Ruston to stand down as, "This is entirely wrong, dismiss the Formians and dispel, you look like an Andunorian" to which Guardsman Idriel complied.

At this point, the conversation between those present halted as the Cultural Minister of Guldorand expressed discomfort in being present in the presence of so many guards. The Cordorians were asked to leave to which they promptly did so. Staff Sergeant Ruston and the guards left the city of Guldorand and returned to Cordor.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== A Bloody Conflict in Cordor Town Square ===
On the 21st of the 12th month (Nightal) 177 AR, a bloody brawl took place in the Cordor town square after a heated argument erupted. Witnesses state that Christian Kalloron, paladin of Jergal, had been arguing with the tiefling, Artemis Silver-Wind, for her bloodline and worship of the archdevil Bel. At this time, Evemere Dundragon entered the town square and began to admonish Kalloron for his words towards Silver-Wind, before soon being joined by Tatsufura Reiko. The argument became more heated and insults were exchanged before Kalloron began to leave. Dundragon then thanked him for his display of character, in which is believed to be an act of provocation, to which Kalloron took offense to. He turned around, ward upon his blade, and in retaliation of the perceived threat, Dundragon and Reiko began to ward as well.

It was at this time that the guard, Sion, revealed himself and shouted at Dundragon and Reiko to stop warding. Reiko complied while Dundragon continued, later claiming to have not heard the command. The guard began to fire arrows at Dundragon, Reiko moving in to defend her which Kalloron intercepted. Blows were exchanged and Kalloron was subdued by Reiko as Sion continued to fire from a distance, killing Reiko. Dundragon stepped forward to help Reiko, unarmed, but was also shot and killed by the guard. A civilian by the name of Ravn, who later claimed to have been hit by an arrow of Sion's, fired upon the guard as well before being killed by him as well.

It is important to note that the guard, Sion, shot to kill with no attempt to incapacitate instead. Sergeant Thekla was present at the scene and commanded Sion to stand down, which he ignored. After the conflict concluded, the Sergeant then ordered him into the barracks which he continued to ignore, threatening the crowd that had gathered to disperse. Eventually, the Sergeant had the guard follow her into the barracks and the slain were successfully raised and healed.

The Press Gang reached out to both General Flamma and the Ministry of Justice for their statement regarding the events. An investigation has begun to look into the situation and no official punishment will be given until the truth is found.

The Press Gang also reached out to Christian Kalloron who declined to comment.

Day 25, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Arvalie ===
Alter: "So, Arvalie. Thanks for having me here. Can you tell us a little bit about yourself for those of our readers who have yet to meet you?"

Arvalie: "Oh, yes. We are being the Arvalie, a gloaming. We are also one of the soldiers of the Cordor, too. "We are being born in the underdark, but we have come to live in the land of the sun."

Alter: "What made you want to leave the underdark and live on the surface?"

Arvalie: "The Underdark is having the drow, it is also being like living in the sewers of the world. All of the bad things go there, the worst of the monsters and the most evil of creatures. But the surface is not like this- it is having many pretty flowers and trees and the forests smell good and the world is being free. The sky reminds us of this."

Alter: "Was there any event in particular that made you want to leave the underdark or just a culmination of living down there?"

Arvalie: "... Yes, the human we are loving is betraying us in the worst of ways. She is falling to the evil and accepting that she is the monster, we will not let this one be a part of the life we will live."

Alter: "Are you comfortable with sharing who this person is or should we continue on?"

Arvalie: "She is dead to us now, her name will be forgotten like the pain she causes to the world."

Alter: "Of course. And when you left the underdark and came to the surface, what did you do first?"

Arvalie: "The first time we came to the surface we sat on the hill in the rain and the dark, we sat here beneath the tree and listened to all of the things. It was beautiful, we think."

Alter: "Was there any particular sensation you enjoyed the most? Maybe a sound, a scent, or a taste?"

Arvalie: "It was the smell, everything was smelling... Nice, it was not like the pits of slaves or the rotting mushrooms, it was like the flowers."

Alter: "And after all of that, where did you go from there?"

Arvalie: "We visited the Bendir but we were too scared to go inside, there were many of the soldiers when we walked to this place. We walked around until we found the Cordor, one of the humans helped us to do this."

Alter: "What was your first thought of the city and it's people?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We had many of the funny thoughts, we thought that the tallest humans would be the ones who are being in charge. They must be the strongest ones, yes? But the Cordor was being very kind to us, it did not care we were coming from the dark places of the world. It was treating us as the person, giving us the chances to live free in the land of the sun."

Alter: "Heh, it must have been surprising to find out that the city was led by the shortest human. I'm glad you enjoyed staying here, I know a lot of people have enjoyed your presence as well."

Arvalie: "Oho... This is being the kind thing to say, but yes- we still do not know why the humans are building so high when they cannot reach the tops of their buildings. We think the dwarves are getting this right."

Alter: "And what did you do while you settled into the city? If I remember correctly, you fought against the underdarkers many times, correct?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we have killed many of the drow and many of the pirates. We are doing this with many of the other ones, it is making these hunts into the easy thing. They are being too brave and for this, they die."

Alter: "And eventually, you became a guard. What made you want to do so?"

Arvalie: "We did this because we wanted to be protecting the place the Mala was living."

Alter: "You and Mala share a special bond, yes? Like family?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we are being told by the gnomed one we can be picking family. We picked her and she was picking us, she is being like the younger sister to us."

Alter: "How has your career been with the guards so far? Do you enjoy working as a guard?"

Arvalie: "We have been enjoying our time with the soldiers, yes. They are treating us well and we are being able to keep the Cordor safe from the bad ones, we are happy with this."

Alter: "Do you plan to stay with the guards for a while? Maybe one day become General Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We do not think we can be the general, this is not who we are being. But we will stay with the soldiers for the long time we think, we are not seeing any reasons why we would stop."

Alter: "Ah, a shame. I would love to see all the recruits and guards salute while calling you 'General Arvalie'. Do you have any plans or goals in the future outside of the guards?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We would like to have the salutes but this is not the path for us- We are being the house decorator and the artist, we like to do these things when we are having the spare time. Maybe one day we will become the famous artist."

Alter: "Oh, I'd love to see that as well. What kind of art do you create?"

Arvalie: "The paintings mostly, we are having some of these hanging in our homes and some of the others, too. We do the statues but less often."

Alter: "And what about when you're not on duty or working on your art. Is there any hobby or pastime you enjoy?"

Arvalie: "We like to do the sailing, sometimes we will go and explore the places but we are usually being the very busy one. It is only being when the sun is out that we are having time, which we spend in the bed or doing the art."

Alter: "Does your aversion of the sunlight make it difficult for you? Especially considering that most surfacers are out during the day and sleeping at night."

Arvalie: "Yes, the sun is giving us the challenges. When we first came to the land of the sun we were being burned by this often and would lay in the bed making the whining noises but we are getting better at avoiding this."

Alter: "Oh, yes. Please do avoid situations that would force you to lay in bed and make whining noises. Do you ever wish you could one day walk under the sun without any harm to you?"

Arvalie: "We would like to do this but we are glad for the time in the dark we are having, the day is being too bright even if it did not burn us... We do not understand why the people do not sleep during the day still, the night is being quiet and calm and nice, the day is not any of these."

Alter: "Mm, I think it's because most people can't see in the dark as well as you and I. They tend to bump around in the dark, like little kittens."

Arvalie: "Oho... The baby cats are being very cute, they are having our eyes too."

Alter: "Any plans for a pet one day? Maybe a cat or a dog. Or even a bird."

Arvalie: "We are having the pet already, it is being called the Beebles."

Alter: "Beebles? What kind of pet is Beebles?"

At this point, Arvalie reached into her dress and pulled out a rat, waving it towards me. The rat wobbled around, having accepted it's fate.

Arvalie: "The Beebles is the rat, he is stupid but this is being okay. We care for him anyway."

Alter: "Nice to meet you, Mister Beebles."

Arvalie: "We have had the Beebles for the many years now, he is being the good one."

Alter: "... How long does a rat live for?"

Arvalie: "We do not know, he is being maybe twelve of the years old now? So at least twelve of the years."

Alter: "Hm. Well, I think we should start wrapping up this interview soon. Do you have anything else you would like to talk about yourself or say to our reader?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we want to tell the people that sometimes bad things are happening. Sometimes they are walking the wrong path and things are not feeling good- It is not being too late for them to ask for the help, they can always ask this of us."

Alter: "Well said. And before we end it here, I would like to ask you one last question I always ask in my interviews."

Arvalie: "He can ask this of us."

Alter: "If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

Arvalie: "The one word? This is being hard, the people are being many things. But we will pick... We will say that we are being fair, this is us. The fair one."

Alter: "In both personality and appearance."

Arvalie: "Oho..."

Alter: "Well, thank you for having me, Arvalie."

Arvalie: "We thank him for the questions, we are sorry if we are not giving the strongest of the answers. The common is not being our first tongue."

Alter: "I think the way you answer is unique to you. It is what makes you, you."

Arvalie: "It is being hard to do the poetic things in the common, but we are trying."

Alter: "Well, it's a good thing I'm not much one for poetry."

Arvalie: "We like this, sometimes we are being jealous of the ones who can speak the common well. It is helping them to be winning the hearts of the people, we think."

Alter: "Hm, maybe. To be honest, I think the way you speak is endearing."

Arvalie: "Oho... He is thinking so? We are glad for this, maybe this is why the people are laughing when we are saying we are the menacing one."

Alter: "Maybe. How did you learn common? Did someone teach you or did you study with books?"

Arvalie: "We were being taught most of this by the parents, we practiced some of this with the humans who were living below, too."

Alter: "What are your parents like, Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Oh, they were being good at many of the things. They taught us how to be surviving on our own before we were the adult, they even picked our first name before we were old enough to decide we were the Arvalie."

Alter: "Can I ask what your first name was? And why you chose the name Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Our first name was being the Trixis'narr, we chose the Arvalie because we liked the way it was sounding. It is being the pleasant word in our mouth, we think."

Alter: "Arvalie does sound nice. But it was a pleasure being able to speak with you and I think a lot of people will enjoy reading about you!"

Day 25, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter IV ===
City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club, The Secret Underground Meeting Room
 Eleasis 15th, 183 AR
 09:30 PM

"Well then," the Doctor leisurely looked away from the doors, savoring the moment. "Enough talk. Here and now we will bring the entire archipelago to its knees!"
 The Dr. Coincidence's pointing finger darted towards the wearers of the magical robes sitting nearby: "You there, establish a communication channel with the secret Axehold Accords meeting room! Immediately!" she demanded.
 "Perhaps..." the Treasurer tried to intervene, but a quick glance from the Doctor was enough to tell him that it would be easier to get a badger to give way in a tight hole than to argue with her now.
 The magicians began to cast a spell, and soon vague images began to appear in the center of the hall, which began to take on the outlines of furniture and people. Soon, those present began to distinguish fragments of individual phrases, and at the other end, still vague figures, began to turn towards the table at which the conspirators had gathered.
 "The spell has stabilized, mistress," reported the senior sorceress as the vision took the form of a well-lit, luxurious hall with an expensive oak table in the foreground. The representatives of the Kingdoms of the Arelith archipelago were sitting at the table, surrounded by an army of guards. All the attention of the rulers was riveted to the figure of the Doctor.
 "Charming," the Doctor replied to the wizards with satisfaction. Then deliberately slowly she turned towards the Axehold Accords. All the supreme rulers of civil governments were there: the Chancellor of Cordor dressed in gold and black, the High Sheriff of Guldorand in battle uniform, the Coronal of Myon in the traditional white and blue robes of the followers of Corellon. Looking closely at the picture, she also made out the Thane of the dwarves, clad in heavy armor studded with large rubies, and the Mayor of the Bendir Dale in an elegant emerald dress. She gave them a haughty look before she spoke.
 "Gentlemen, my name is Doctor Coincidence," she said, baring her teeth at her involuntary listeners. "Soon, you may find that your Kings, High Councils, and even your precious Dragon," she glanced at the overly defiantly grinning dwarf in the crown, "might begin to implement policies similar to those currently pursued by the King of Cordor."
 Before she could finish, the echo of a heart-rending scream caught her attention. "Oh no! Anyway," Dr. Coincidence thought smugly to herself as she turned back to the Accords.
 Those sitting at the Doctor's table kept looking at her in anticipation, mentally patting her on the shoulder. Soon, much to the delight of the villains, the Doctor spoke again, riveting their attention to the truly priceless reactions of the members of the Accords.
 The previously skeptical-looking representatives of the nations exchanged thoughtful glances. An alarmed whisper swept through the hall. Everyone has already heard about what happened in Cordor. Many expected that the hero of the occasion would soon appear.
 "If this woman is telling the truth, we will be facing the threat of an archipelago-sized civil war," the mayor of the Bendir Dale mused.
 Thane Greenfield of Brogendenstein couldn't help but notice the worry on her face. He leaned towards the hin as far as his armor would allow: "I can say three things with certainty, Nia. First, whoever this witch is, something drives her crazy. Secondly, she is not bluffing. And thirdly, we defeated more serious enemies in the past, - we will beat this one too!" he whispered smirking and gently pushing her with his gauntlet. Nia squinted her eyes to the side in embarrassment.
 "Look, it looks like the witch wants to say something else, huh" he pointed to the illusion in front of them, which was an enlarged version of a statuesque woman with glowing eyes. She was holding some kind of animal, at the sight of which Nia nodded approvingly and even cheered up a little.
 Indeed, Dr. Coincidence briefly enjoyed the effect of the opening speech and briskly continued the onslaught: "If you want to avoid such an unenviable fate, you will pay me one hundred million gold!" The little finger of Doctor's left hand had already begun to spontaneously wind the curls of her luxurious red hair.
 In response, from different parts of the table came low whispers, languid mutterings and other sounds of gears unhurriedly spinning in people's heads. However, at that moment, a vague shadow wedged itself into the picture. The Doctor leaned slightly to the side, causing representatives of the Accords to see a gigantic apparition of a badger. Through thunderous snores of the beast they managed to hear spell-twisted snippets of "House...only for the last quarter...from the budget of Cordor...". Then the shadow disappeared as quickly as it had appeared before. The image of a woman once again turned her shining gaze to them. This time there was a hint of annoyance on her face.
 "You will pay one BILLION gold," she snarled.
 The hall instantly exploded with noise. There were accusations that the amount of the ransom was unjustified. Someone has already tried to bargain. Nia noticed how, taking advantage of everyone's confusion, the Sheriff of Guldorand barely turned his head, whispering to the dark green cloaked elven figure behind him. Nia blinked; the figure disappeared; the sheriff looked straight ahead again as if nothing had happened.
 Greenfield sighed, stood up, took out a gun from under his desk and shot at the ceiling. A ringing silence filled the room. A small chunk of lime landed measuredly on the heads of the Accords to the accompaniment of crumbling bricks.
 The Dwarf noted how the Doctor clung to her title. "The girl must have spent years at the Zhenta-folk Medical Academy, eh? She would not have allowed herself to be called simply MISS," he thought to himself, not bothering to pay attention to the people trying to take his weapon from him.
 "Listen, DOCTOR Coincidence," he began soothingly. "It's not that we turned down your very sensible offer, but why do you need such a sum at all? There must be things much more interesting to you than gold" the dwarf was clearly cunning. "Tell us, what do you really want, lass"
 A faint shudder ran across the Doctor's face. "What I desire, you and your kind cannot give," she replied dryly. The Doctor closed her shining eyes for a moment, visibly lowering the level of light in the hall. When the lighting again began to exceed the normal, steel notes were heard in the Doctor's voice: "You have. One. Week," she pinned the leaders of the settlements. "In seven days either I get the gold, or I'll take your whole world from you!"
 "Moradin is my witness and my judge, - I wanted to settle things in a good way," the thane slowly straightened up and akimbo. "We have a local joke here," he began calmly. "Can a ram eat ten haystacks at a time?" he looked around the room rhetorically for an answer. "Of course he can, but who will give them to him?" he laughed shortly and loudly, looking directly into the eyes of the Doctor, who, judging by the changed color of her face, was about to burst into flames. "You won't get a coin, not a sin'le gem from us! How do you like that, MISSY?!" he roared and repeatedly fired at the illusion.
 When the ripples on the surface of the Doctor's phantom ceased, her face had already returned to its usual pale hue. "So you have chosen death," came the Doctor's measured words. The beast in her arms snorted arrogantly. Then the mirage faded.
 Dr. Coincidence exhaled loudly. Enthusiastic applause came from all sides. Many got up from their seats and already began to gather around their savior.
 The Doctor raised her hand asking for silence. "Friends, comrades, remember this day, for it marks our victory!" she said solemnly, but nevertheless coldly. "And now," she pointed to the platform with the portal behind them, "I ask you all to be my guests. This ley will take you to my Laboratory. There we will begin the practical part of OUR plan," she summed up a little more enthusiastically.
 Convinced that the cheering crowd was following its intended course, the Doctor turned to face the Treasurer, who appeared to be about to rush out of the room.
 "I'll ask you to stay, my slippery friend," she growled low, forcibly turning him around with a single hand. "Who do you think you are? Greedy, puny, how did you even become the leader of your House? We still wouldn't stop what we started, but we could at the same time rob those dupes!" At these words, the Doctor's pet, nestled comfortably on her chest, squinted accusingly at the Treasurer.
 She spat on the floor in annoyance, then pulled him close to her face. "Decide already - you are either with us or against us!" The badger hissed sharply, echoing the tone of his mistress. The Treasurer lowered his eyes, staring in horror at the wild animal.
 "My eyes. Are. Up. Here," she strictly roused him.
 "Make sure there's no trace," Doctor then nodded towards the room with the predatory fish, finally releasing the camisole of the purple-faced Treasurer. "And then go back to the lab, we have a lot of work to do," Dr. Coincidence said a little more calmly.
 The half-orc swallowed nervously.
 "Yes, Doctor," was all the Treasurer could manage.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 "Wait, is that all? But what happened to Kitara and Hald? Were they eaten or not? You promised what you would say in the next chapter!"
 Well, I didn't mention exactly the NEXT chapter, and yet if you really want to see Kitara and Hald again, you'll have to pay me... with your attention to Chapter V of the story!

Day 14, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 "Wildarse"

=== The Monthly Catch - Tropical Mossfin, Kelpy Quandry ===
I hear a lot of people wondering where the best places to come across kelp are, as it has some value in cooking various tasty things. As most know, kelp grows in water, often in the ocean and sometimes in fresh water as well. And sometimes it gets snagged on your hook.

There is also a little known fish called the Tropical Mossfin which has green and kelp like fins. These fins can be harvested, if one is deft with a knife, and then can be used just like regular kelp. Neat!

By the name, it's clear that these watery creatures live in warmer areas. In fact, I myself have caught some of these on the jungle coasts around the Crows Nest.

Once again, I asked our local fishing expert, Haster the Fishmonger, for some insight into these peculiar pisceans.

He had this to say;
 "Oy nah, yeah. Them be a right trek to catch, from 'ere anyway. Sure ya can catch 'em in the warm coastal waters. But jus' inland there's a nice swampy pool. Locals call it the Gulch. Loads o' the Mossfins in there. Jus' watch out fer lizard folk."

So there you have it, dear readers, the best place to catch some kelpy fish. Thankfully there are no kelpies on Arelith.

Day 23, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 "Fee Sherman"

=== BREAKING NEWS: AMN RESPONDS TO WATERDHAVIAN NAVY ===
As many of you may have already seen, the Waterdhavian Navy has arrived in the fortress city of Guldorand. A fleet of twenty-five ships, five or six ship-of-the-lines, and two thousand soldiers are currently stationed in the city. Admiral Hornwynd of the Lords' Alliance claims that the force is only present to protect Waterdhavian interests along the trade routes to Maztica and to protect the citizens of Guldorand from Amnian aggression.

Our inside source confirms that the Amnian Navy is sending Admiral Roman Talazar with a fleet to size in response to the perceived aggression of the Lords' Alliance. Admiral Talazar is the prot g of Admiral Hern n, who sailed the Grand Ballena in the attack against Wharftown. The Amnian Council is also in direct contact with General Cordell of Maztica in hopes of bringing the Golden Legion, numbering at over six hundred legionnaires, to the Arelith isles as reinforcements.

Attempts at diplomacy have come to a standstill as the Lords' Alliance continues to ignore the diplomatic envoy sent from Amn. Additionally, an attempted breaking and entering of the Ambassador's quarters in the Amnian Embassy has taken place only a few nights prior. While the perpetrator is unknown and still at large, our inside source states that Admiral Hornwynd's reputation precedes him as a man who "gets the job done, come what way".

The arrival of the Lords' Alliance fleet is seen as an implicit threat to Amnian trade routes and an attempt to make a statement of force -- or war. The Arelith isles are seen as an important trade route as without the isles, any voyage from the Sword Coast to Maztica would be tenfold more dangerous and costly. As the Lords' Alliance had almost single-handedly funded the entirety of Guldorand during it's settlement, this is believed to be an agenda that has long been in the works, with the recent conflict in Maztica only serving as a farce to hide hostile intentions.

It is also believed that the Iron Throne will likely ally with the Waterdhavian Navy to protect interests in the city while the current stance of the Merchant Navy, who captains the flagship of Guldorand, is currently unknown. Finally, to end this report, the Press Gang leaves an excerpt from the interview with our inside source.

A: "... Do you think something like Wharftown will happen again?"

I: "... If you'd ask me that question last time we spoke I'd laugh it off as fear-mongerin'. Now? ...I ain't laughin'."

Day 13, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== The Press Gang 1/12/177 ===
Hello, everyone! It's Chief Editor Alter Kim here with the latest issue of the Press Gang! Now, this issue may have been published a bit early but that's because the news we have for you today is that much more important. As some of you may have heard, there has been a massacre of New-Waterhavian settlers in Maztica, with over two hundred dead. You might be wondering what that has to do with the people of Arelith, but the reprecussions of this is something the entirety of the isles will soon feel. Read more about it in "Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith"!

Additionally, we have a submission by a concerned individual regarding the recent changes to the public space of the Cordor town square that many of the public seems to agree with. We also have an interview with our very own Gwendolyn Gallowmere, the magistrate of Cordor, and "Lady Silverhair" a drowess and follower of Eilistraee. Last but not least, we have the third chapter of "From Cordor with Love" by our lovely "Wildarse" and a new article on the rare Blink Carp!

INVESTIGATIVE:
 Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith (By Alter Kim)

INFORMATIVE:
 The Monthly Catch (By Fee Sherman)

LETTER TO THE EDITOR:
 The Loss of Public Space (By Concerned)

INTERVIEWS:
 An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere (By Alter Kim)
 An Interview with Lady Silverhair (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT:
 From Cordor With Love CHAPTER III (By Wildarse)

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith ===
Recently, there have been news that a community of New-Waterdavian settlers in Maztica were found dead with over two hundred Waterdavians killed in the bloody massacre. Open Lord Piergerion of the Lord's Alliance of Waterdeep has vowed that justice will be done upon the responsible once found. But the truth of the matter is that the city of Waterdeep is already fully aware of who is responsible for the attack. According to an inside source, this conflict is the latest in the territorial dispute of Waterdeep attempting to force their way into Amnian-held colonies. The Waterdavian people have been rallying up the Lord's Alliance for retaliation and the inside source confirms that the city is sending a huge part of their navy to the Arelith isles.

While this may seem inconsequential, the act has many ramifications throughout the isles. Half of the Founder's Council of Guldorand are representatives from the Lord's Alliance of Waterdeep and home to the Iron Throne, who owns the largest naval fleet around the Arelith isles at over twenty ships. On the other hand, the city of Cordor is allied with the nation of Amn and lacks any official naval force with the Leviathan rarely leaving the docks. Additionally, our inside source confirms that the Amnian naval forces' presence is nowhere as prominent as it had been in the past. Tensions have been high between the city of Waterdeep and the nation of Amn, and there are even whispers that war may break out with the isles of Arelith as the battlefield.

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== The Loss of Public Space ===
As many of the people of Cordor may have noticed already, on the tenth day of Uktar the furnishings of Cordor square had all been taken away. The only thing left behind was a sign promoting the Rivorndir mystery ball and a sign by Lady Hannah Stormwind. Lady Stormwind stated that she had been tasked with the reorganization of the public space and had removed all of the furnishings to the corner of the barracks. She plans to have eight statues built to decorate the public square instead, one of the king, one of Cordoria, and six of "emotions or virtues".

Now, I am all for the occasional re-organization of the square. No one wants the public space to be cluttered with outdated signs and whatnot. But to take every furnishing, some that have been donated to help the people of Cordor and newcomer adventurers alike, to make room for eight statues seems a bit too much. And if reorganizing the public space is the goal, shouldn't public opinion be an important factor of the project as well?

Already, I've seen many people complain about the removal of the tent stall that acted as the only protection against the rain in the square. The chair and desk that has been the site of many business deals and guard recruitment has gone missing as well. Not only that, signs and boards belonging to the Trade Ministry have been taken by Lady Stormwind as well. While the idea behind the renovation is respectable, the execution is a bit... sloppy.

Also, Lady Stormwind is a new recruit to the guards and a newcomer to the city. While I applaud her desire to better the city and her initiative in proposing the changes, I wonder if she alone is the best fit for this task. Many of the furnishings that were taken have quite the history and attachment to many people that someone new to the city would not understand. The aforementioned chair and desk was placed by one of the previous chancellors and have remained in place for over a year. The stall was the site of the Goldenhorn business, one of the most prominent businesses in aiding newcomers and veterans alike.

Instead, the space is to be taken by statues. I do have to wonder, is that really the best use of the public space? Statues are nice and all but lack a functional purpose to aid the public. Wouldn't the city hall or the museum be a better spot for these statues? Instead of barrels offering supplies to adventurers, locations for businesses, and shelter from the rain, are we to stand about in the square looking at statues?

But I've written enough. I think many people share my sentiment. Ask around and you'll hear the same from many. I hope the government takes this chance to try and ascertain what the public wants before attempting to implement any drastic changes. If any of you agree or disagree and wish to share your sentiments, please contact the Chief Editor, Alter Kim, and he will let me know!

Day 26, Month 11 (Uktar), 177 AR
 Concerned

=== An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere ===
Month 5, Day 2, 177 AR

A: "So Miss Gwen, thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today! Is there any particular reason you accepted?"

G: "Oh-Uh. Nope."

A: "Heh, well thank you anyways. So, you act as the legal aide to the Justiciar. Is there any particular reason you wanted the job?"

G: "When I first got here, there was a guy murdering people, right? That OV guy. Well, he dropped two bodies on me while I was returning from writ-work, and the guard thought I was involved and they got real mad and angry at me. Suppose when I heard there was a job open, I wanted to make sure innocent people weren't getting blamed for things like that."

A: "So you're looking out for the little guy... figuratively speaking."

G: "Sorta. Kinda. I also firmly believe that people who do commit wrong-doings should be punished properly. And I get to learn and see all sorts about the history of the city, that's a bonus."

A: "I was there when you recited the legal codes to Thomas to prove your worth. I have to say it was quite impressive. Did you spend a lot of time reading legal codes even before becoming an aide?"

G: "Yep! I remember everything as it happened, Nana said it was a gift. So learning the written word is really easy when there's a bookshelf full of laws. And, y'know. Ignorance of the law isn't an excuse to break it, which happens often.."

A: "That must be a very useful gift in your current occupation. What about your previous occupation? What did you do before becoming a legal aide?"

G: "Freelance Clown, duh- Traveled with my family performing, came here alone because Nana said it was a good place to learn more."

A: "Do you ever miss your old job?"

G: "Still do it, just don't do it with my pin on."

A: "Ah, really? You must be busy with two different occupations."

G: "Mhm, took a job with the Clover. Gonna perform there sometimes. I miss doing it constantly, but it really takes a considerable amount of effort to appear unphased and optimistic constantly."

A: ?What about when you're not working as a legal aide or elsewhere? Is there anything you like to do in your free time?"

G: "Hm, no, don't think so. Most of my free time is spent reading the history of the isles. Sometimes I walk in nature, but that's about it."

A: "What about food and drink? Is there any particular food or drink you like to enjoy when things get tiring for you?"

G: "Oh, I'm super boring. There's nothing better than simple spring water. But food, I don't know about that one."

A: "You don't have a type of food you like? Maybe a childhood dish or something new you tried?"

G: "I'll eat anything, couldn't be fussy in Chondalwood. If we were eating grubs and worms for dinner, that's what we got."

A: "Can you tell me a bit about Chondalwood? I'm somewhat of a newcomer from the far east so I'm not too familiar with the place."

G: "Oh, it's a real big forest in the interior of Faerun. Full of satyrs and treants and wild elves. See, my Nana is a Ghostwise, so she was born there proper. I don't really know what a Ghostwise is, but I know I'm not one."

A: "You mentioned your Nana quite a few times. She must be someone important to you. Can you tell us a bit about her?"

G: "Mhm, she's super important! She was a councilor, and she was the best shadow dancer I've ever seen!"

A: "And what about friends? Do you have someone you consider as your closest friend? Someone who has always been by your side?"

G: "Oh, no. Not really. I guess, people here are friendly.. I guess Flamma is a friend, he's real nice to me always for no reason. Think I put some people off, they take everything I say too seriously."

A: "Hmm, really? Maybe the reputation of being a legal aide can be intimidating for some. Do you feel people treat you differently since you joined?"

G: "No, don't think so. Maybe that's half the problem, they don't get that Mischief is just an act. It's all just jokes, right? I don't actually think hins are all shoeless weirdos, but it's funny to say it. And when that kinda joke comes directly from a hin? That's like, a double punchline."

A: "I get what you mean. Tell us about Gwen then. If you had to describe Gwen in three words, what would it be?"

G: "Three words? Uh- Sarcastic. Diligent? Aaand.. Studious."

A: "Now let me ask you a hypothetical question. If you had to describe an ideal day, what would the day be like for you?"

G: "Oh, any day that a carnival is going is the ideal day. The music and the fun and the laughter, nothing beats that."

A: "Is there any particular attraction you like most?

G: "I'm usually performing at those, so I'm biased to say the stage."

A: "Let's talk about the future now. So currently you work as a legal aide and performer. Are you content with where you are right now or is there a bigger position that you are aiming for?"

G: "It'd be nice to keep working and become a full fledged Magistrate. But I'm pretty content with my station."

A: "What about your legacy? In times to come, what would you like to be remembered for most?"

G: "Ooh, a legacy? No, don't really think about that. I've no illusions about myself, I'm more than likely going to be forgotten by time, that's fine with me. Oh, I'd also like to work with the King directly, to get that kinda station would be both memorable AND exciting."

A: "Ha, I don't think that's something that could be forgotten. But every big thing starts small! Let's take a peek into the daily routine of Gwen-"

A: "When you wake up, do you have a morning routine you like to follow?"

G: "Well, skipping over boring things like washing and eating, I usually head straight to the library first thing. I can normally find a book for studying, then I see if Thomas or the Guards need anything."

A: "Do you study a book a day?"

G: "Usually, yeah."

A: "What's today's book of study then?"

G: "An Elven Phrasebook. Likely to be my book for a while, at least until I learn the language."

A: "Any particular reason you chose to learn Elven?"

G: "Seems to be one of the most spoken languages here, and considering how many wild elves I know back home, it makes sense to learn it properly."

A: "And what about a bedtime routine? Anything you like to do to wind down for the day?"

G: "Usually offer a prayer to Brandobaris, and thank Tymora for another fortunate day."

A: "Well, that's pretty much all the questions I have for you today. Before we end though, is there anything you would like to say to the readers?"

G: "Hm. I don't think so. I haven't got much in the way of grand statements, maybe just, there's nothing wrong with not being good at everything. Sometimes it's best to just be comfortable with yourself, most things kinda fall into place when you think like that."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to be interviewed today. I think a lot of people would be interested in reading about you!"

Day 11, Month 5 (Mirtul), 177 AR
 Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere ===
Month 5, Day 2, 177 AR

A: "So Miss Gwen, thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today! Is there any particular reason you accepted?"

G: "Oh-Uh. Nope."

A: "Heh, well thank you anyways. So, you act as the legal aide to the Justiciar. Is there any particular reason you wanted the job?"

G: "When I first got here, there was a guy murdering people, right? That OV guy. Well, he dropped two bodies on me while I was returning from writ-work, and the guard thought I was involved and they got real mad and angry at me. Suppose when I heard there was a job open, I wanted to make sure innocent people weren't getting blamed for things like that."

A: "So you're looking out for the little guy... figuratively speaking."

G: "Sorta. Kinda. I also firmly believe that people who do commit wrong-doings should be punished properly. And I get to learn and see all sorts about the history of the city, that's a bonus."

A: "I was there when you recited the legal codes to Thomas to prove your worth. I have to say it was quite impressive. Did you spend a lot of time reading legal codes even before becoming an aide?"

G: "Yep! I remember everything as it happened, Nana said it was a gift. So learning the written word is really easy when there's a bookshelf full of laws. And, y'know. Ignorance of the law isn't an excuse to break it, which happens often.."

A: "That must be a very useful gift in your current occupation. What about your previous occupation? What did you do before becoming a legal aide?"

G: "Freelance Clown, duh- Traveled with my family performing, came here alone because Nana said it was a good place to learn more."

A: "Do you ever miss your old job?"

G: "Still do it, just don't do it with my pin on."

A: "Ah, really? You must be busy with two different occupations."

G: "Mhm, took a job with the Clover. Gonna perform there sometimes. I miss doing it constantly, but it really takes a considerable amount of effort to appear unphased and optimistic constantly."

A: ?What about when you're not working as a legal aide or elsewhere? Is there anything you like to do in your free time?"

G: "Hm, no, don't think so. Most of my free time is spent reading the history of the isles. Sometimes I walk in nature, but that's about it."

A: "What about food and drink? Is there any particular food or drink you like to enjoy when things get tiring for you?"

G: "Oh, I'm super boring. There's nothing better than simple spring water. But food, I don't know about that one."

A: "You don't have a type of food you like? Maybe a childhood dish or something new you tried?"

G: "I'll eat anything, couldn't be fussy in Chondalwood. If we were eating grubs and worms for dinner, that's what we got."

A: "Can you tell me a bit about Chondalwood? I'm somewhat of a newcomer from the far east so I'm not too familiar with the place."

G: "Oh, it's a real big forest in the interior of Faerun. Full of satyrs and treants and wild elves. See, my Nana is a Ghostwise, so she was born there proper. I don't really know what a Ghostwise is, but I know I'm not one."

A: "You mentioned your Nana quite a few times. She must be someone important to you. Can you tell us a bit about her?"

G: "Mhm, she's super important! She was a councilor, and she was the best shadow dancer I've ever seen!"

A: "And what about friends? Do you have someone you consider as your closest friend? Someone who has always been by your side?"

G: "Oh, no. Not really. I guess, people here are friendly.. I guess Flamma is a friend, he's real nice to me always for no reason. Think I put some people off, they take everything I say too seriously."

A: "Hmm, really? Maybe the reputation of being a legal aide can be intimidating for some. Do you feel people treat you differently since you joined?"

G: "No, don't think so. Maybe that's half the problem, they don't get that Mischief is just an act. It's all just jokes, right? I don't actually think hins are all shoeless weirdos, but it's funny to say it. And when that kinda joke comes directly from a hin? That's like, a double punchline."

A: "I get what you mean. Tell us about Gwen then. If you had to describe Gwen in three words, what would it be?"

G: "Three words? Uh- Sarcastic. Diligent? Aaand.. Studious."

A: "Now let me ask you a hypothetical question. If you had to describe an ideal day, what would the day be like for you?"

G: "Oh, any day that a carnival is going is the ideal day. The music and the fun and the laughter, nothing beats that."

A: "Is there any particular attraction you like most?

G: "I'm usually performing at those, so I'm biased to say the stage."

A: "Let's talk about the future now. So currently you work as a legal aide and performer. Are you content with where you are right now or is there a bigger position that you are aiming for?"

G: "It'd be nice to keep working and become a full fledged Magistrate. But I'm pretty content with my station."

A: "What about your legacy? In times to come, what would you like to be remembered for most?"

G: "Ooh, a legacy? No, don't really think about that. I've no illusions about myself, I'm more than likely going to be forgotten by time, that's fine with me. Oh, I'd also like to work with the King directly, to get that kinda station would be both memorable AND exciting."

A: "Ha, I don't think that's something that could be forgotten. But every big thing starts small! Let's take a peek into the daily routine of Gwen-"

A: "When you wake up, do you have a morning routine you like to follow?"

G: "Well, skipping over boring things like washing and eating, I usually head straight to the library first thing. I can normally find a book for studying, then I see if Thomas or the Guards need anything."

A: "Do you study a book a day?"

G: "Usually, yeah."

A: "What's today's book of study then?"

G: "An Elven Phrasebook. Likely to be my book for a while, at least until I learn the language."

A: "Any particular reason you chose to learn Elven?"

G: "Seems to be one of the most spoken languages here, and considering how many wild elves I know back home, it makes sense to learn it properly."

A: "And what about a bedtime routine? Anything you like to do to wind down for the day?"

G: "Usually offer a prayer to Brandobaris, and thank Tymora for another fortunate day."

A: "Well, that's pretty much all the questions I have for you today. Before we end though, is there anything you would like to say to the readers?"

G: "Hm. I don't think so. I haven't got much in the way of grand statements, maybe just, there's nothing wrong with not being good at everything. Sometimes it's best to just be comfortable with yourself, most things kinda fall into place when you think like that."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to be interviewed today. I think a lot of people would be interested in reading about you!"

Day 11, Month 5 (Mirtul), 177 AR
 Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Lady Silverhair ===
A: "Tell me about yourself Lady Silverhair. Or whatever parts you are comfortable sharing with our readers."

S: "Please understand this is difficult to talk about."

A: "Of course. Whatever you feel safe talking about."

S: "I grew up in a small village. I won't say where exactly, but life was cruel. If you were not a priestess, you were nearly just a slave. I helped my mother clean the kitchens, and halls of one of the Higher Houses in the town. It was a simple life though I loved my family and working. However when my Mother accidently misspoke to one of the priestesses, they killed her. On the spot. No, warning, no emotion. I was left there, standing in shock. The priestess then knelt beside me and told me: 'Lolth be praised.' Lolth be praised? As if she was doing me a service.."

A: "Is this a common occurrence in the Underdark?"

S: "Yes. If you're not a priestess of at least equal standing, your life is forfeit as seen fit. I was made to clean up the mess that was left.. 'It makes you stronger, hardens your heart,' they told me... But I will never be like them. I collected what few belongings I had left, then ran away. I remember wandering the Underdark for what felt like cycles... almost getting eaten a few times because of my curious nature. Eventually I would be saved by a drow, his name was Haddal. He asked what I was doing all by myself, wandering aimlessly. I had told him what happened, and that I would never be like them. And instead of slaying me, he offered me a hand and asked if I had heard of the Dark Maiden."

S: "He would train me. Taught me how to fight. How to survive on my own. The teachings of the dancing lady. And when I was old enough, he brought me to the surface. It was a day I will never forget. Looking up and seeing the night sky. How green the leaves were. The singing of the birds... it felt almost nonexistent. He told me not to wander too far, but I did not listen. I was enthralled. A place not touched by the spider queen. A place of peace, of love. I wandered too far from Haddal and accidentally stumbled onto the open road. A caravan stopped, seeing me. Throwing things and brandishing a blade calling me drow-filth."

S: "I tried to state my intentions however no one can trust the word of a drow. They attacked me... and I had to wound two of them before I fled. I found Haddal and cried. He lectured me on straying too far. But he told me one day we will be welcomed on the surface. Free as every other race. Human, elf, halfling. We just have to wait, and let them know we are out there."

A: "And that's why you sought me?"

S: "Yes, we have to let them know that not each of us are monsters. That we can be redeemed. I'm not sure how many will believe you, or me. They might even call you a sympathizer or a fool and that I am trying to trick you. But as long as one person is given hope, we have done something today."

A: "And what became of Haddal?"

S: "Years later, Haddal would be killed trying to free more people like me. I promised I would carry on his work."

A: "I see. I'm sorry. Do you carry on his work alone or are there others like you?"

S: "For now... it's just me. My position is dangerous, but I feel maybe someday I can turn some of the people close to me to Eilistraee."

A: "I hope this can help you in your goals. It is a noble goal."

S: "Thank you. I wish more people were as open minded as you. But I feel it will be many cycles before anything might ever be hoped to change."

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter III ===
Publisher's note:
 No animal, be it a badger, a crocodile or a shark, was harmed in the process of writing this chapter of the story.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club, The Secret Underground Meeting Room
 Eleasis 15th, 183 AR
 09:00 PM

"Why did you bring them here!?" the Treasurer immediately jumped up from his seat. In response, fragments of unintelligible explanations came from the orcs. No one seemed to be listening to them though. The Treasurer immediately caught himself and mumbled: "I beg your pardon, Doctor." He gestured with his hand, suggesting she take matters into her own hands. However, he was clearly in no hurry to get back down.
 Dr. Coincidence looked sternly at the Treasurer. She noted to herself that he was expecting intruders, but didn't bother to warn her. "Treasurer, where are your manners?" she reproached him with mock politeness. Then turned her attention to the uninvited guests.
 "Well, well, well. Just look at who decided to personally congratulate me on my birthday!" quipped the Doctor when, at her gesture, the captives were brought closer to the table. "Mister Chadley!" she answered her own question, faking a smile. "And...?" She looked pointedly at Kitara.
 "I am Kitara Twinetall," the firbolg replied. She made a restrained curtsy, to which Hald snorted approvingly.
 "Of course, Kitara, yes," she nodded. "It's nice to see a new face in our... environment," the Doctor picked the right word to which Hald threw a meaningful look at Kitara. Kitara began to feel like she was being played hard.
 Awkward thoughts began to spin in the Doctor's head: "How long did it take to plan this daring invasion? They must have come a long way and taken incredible risks to get here! It must be a shame to fall into a trap after so much effort. It would be simply unfair to just shoot them, right? RIGHT?"
 "I see something didn't go according to the plan?" she asked with the casual intonation of a badger crouching in the tall grass, preparing to jump.
 "Actually, everything is going as planned," Hald answered confidently. "In a moment we will get free from these chains and deal with all of you at once." At those words some of the outer chairs tried to look behind him to make sure the bindings were secure.
 The Doctor peered into the imperturbable faces of her captives. The moral dilemma tormented her mind mercilessly: "They are so good! They deserve much MORE..." Looking for a confirmation, she glanced at the Treasurer. The Treasurer bored her with his piggy eyes in response, and seemed to clearly understand what she was thinking. The slight shaking of his head was meant to convey a simple message to her: "Doctor, please no! No! NOOOO!"
 She shook her head. "Ha! Anyway, what does this orc understand about serious business?" she thought and then asked rhetorically: "Oh, I see you like humor, Mister Chadley?". "I also have a few tricks in store," she announced excitedly. "Get them to the water!" she called to the half-orcs, pointing in the direction of a nearby hall with a large water tank in the center. A suspended platform was located directly above the water.
 "Release the banite monk sharks!" shouted Dr. Coincidence and added leisurely, breaking into a smile and twisting a lock of her red hair on the pinky of her right hand as the prisoners were brought closer to the water: "Mister Chadley, you will notice that all the sharks have rays of light coming from their eyes. I figure every creature deserves a well lit meal!"
 "Ahem-ahem-ahem," immediately came the sound from the Treasurer, who a moment later had already pulled his chair up to the Doctor's throne, "Doctor Coincidence, it is about the sharks ..."
 Moving even closer, he began to whisper: "While you were busy at the clinic, the Soulhaven included monk sharks in the list of sacred animals. We tried to get some, but it would have taken months to clear up the red tape," he said with an expression of painful annoyance on his face, after which he hurried to take his place.
 Those sitting at the tables watched as the Doctor listened attentively to the Treasurer, nodded understandingly, and then burst out:
 "You know, I have one simple request," she addressed the assembly with deliberate patience, "and that is to have sharks with frickin red glowing eyes! Now evidently my half-orc colleague informs me that it cannot be done!" Then, after a deep sigh, she turned to the Treasurer and, with the calmness of a dire badger who had just been pulled by the tail, inquired: "What do we have?"
 "Salmon," replied the Treasurer with the face of a man who always performed his duties flawlessly and only this time he stumbled once. OBVIOUSLY it was not his mistake, but the inaccuracy of the problem statement on the part of the customer.
 For a long minute the Doctor stared into space in front of her. Not a single muscle moved in her face. The hall fell into a thunderous silence, through which those sitting closest to the room with the failed sharks could hear someone's loud whisper: "What have you got us into, Hald?! What is going on here?"
 Badger sneezed indignantly.
 "Ri-ight," the Doctor drawled, summing up the situation.
 "They are fiendish salmon," the Treasurer made a desperate attempt, "delivered from the Iron Citadel!"
 "Really?" The Doctor decided to take pity on the half-orc: "Are they fiend-pacted?"
 "Absolutely!" the Treasurer said confidently with an inner cry, clutching at the saving straw with both hands and feet.
 "That's a start. Alright," she spread her hands compromisingly. Then she turned to the three orcs, who had already chained the captives to the pole that held the platform to the ceiling: "Begin the unnecessarily slow-moving dipping mechanism!"
 One of the trio of orcs holding the captives at gunpoint pulled a lever beside him. A trapdoor slid open in the floor directly below the orc next to him. There was a receding orcish cry of "Wrong lever!", a splash, the sounds of crocodiles, then the hatch closed.
 "Why do we even have THAT lever?" Dr. Coincidence clarified with the Treasurer with displeasure. However, such a trifle could no longer spoil her mood.
 "Oh," was all the delinquent orc managed to squeeze out. At his own risk, he pulled another lever. Luckily for him, the platform with Hald and Kitara began to slowly approach the surface of the water, which had already begun to show fish activity. Kitara looked around restlessly, trying to assess the strength of the chains along the way. Hald, for his part, took a leisurely look around the platform, then watched the diabolic looking fish splashing wildly beneath it. Then he whispered to Kitara, "Do you still trust me?" In response, Kitara lifted her leg slightly to give him a painful kick, but then suddenly whispered cheerfully instead: "Yes!" She put her leg back on the platform. "Blum-bluma-blama-fuz!" the platform made an agonizing metallic sound in response. Hald's face showed the smile of a man who enjoys his work. He turned his proud chin towards Dr. Coincidence and directed his gaze directly into her eyes.
 "Close the gates!" the Doctor shouted, catching Hald's eye. "Goodbye, Mister Chadley!" she shouted at last. She gave the Treasurer a triumphant look, as if to say to him: "Watch and learn! This is how you deal with your arch-enemies!" The Treasurer tried to object to what was happening, but quickly realized that he was not being heard. Dr. Coincidence was already deep in her thoughts.
 Somewhere in the depths of the walls, powerful mechanisms began to work. The Doctor and Hald continued to look at each other.
 "What a man ..." The Doctor said voluptuously when the doors were almost closed. A little louder than she expected, which caught the Treasurer's puzzled look, who managed to hear the words over the noise of the closing mechanisms.
 The gates closed.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 Is this the end? Will Hald and Kitara become food for the fish? Common! Wildarse is not THAT wild. She can't kill the main characters of the story like this, right? RIGHT? You know where to find the answer!

Day 6, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 "Wildarse"

=== The Monthly Catch - Blink Carp; Hubris of the Arcane ===
In the past year a strange phenomenon has rippled through the fishing world, a new species of fish has appeared in and around Arelith. The Blink Carp, recognized by it's bright blue scales and greenish back stripes, it has been found almost everywhere.

This fish has an unnatural penchant for teleporting when it senses danger giving it a reputation as the bane of rookie anglers and non fishing folk alike. Some specimens are rumoured contain peculiar organs that can be used in the place of spell components. Townsfolk trade stories of fish appearing out of thin air only to flop about causing havoc in their homes, breaking pottery, knocking things over and causing a racket in the middle of the night, only to teleport away soon after.

Some investigative research has lead me to believe that the ones responsible for this locomantic piscine menace were a group of wizards who were trying to clean the isle of the thaumic waste contaminating some waterways. The waterways are indeed less thaumically contaminated these days, but as is often the case, the wizards did not stop to consider the potential consequences of their otherwise goodly actions.

I reached out to Archmage Yusmena concerning the matter, she declined to comment. So again, I asked our local fishing expert, Haster the Fishmonger, for some insight into the matter.

He had this to say;
 "Oy nah, yeah. They're tricky blighters for sure. If'n ya can get a runic hook they'll come right up, easy as pie. Some magicky adventurin' sort once told me that ya can ward the area too. Ain't really sure what 'e meant though."

So there you have it, dear readers, the secrets of the elusive Blink Carp revealed.

Happy fishing!

Day 26, Month 11 (Uktar), 177 AR
 "Fee Sherman"

=== Breaking news: Kinslayer in the streets of Cordor! ===
Read all about it! A kinslayer who has been heard confessing to the murder of his own father is sheltered in the city of Cordor, and lives in this very Cordorian Press building!

The name of this murderer? Dala!

He can be identified by his copper red hair and unusually masculine (for an elf!) visage. He owns a shop opposite the Flaming Lotus, and has been seen around the area. Beware, citizens and visitors!

Has this news been supressed by the Cordorian government? Why is this creature allowed to remain in this very building, a prime piece of real estate? Well, because this man is known (and is friendly with!) the Chancellor of Cordor, Ginny Fairlen. Is Ginny covering up this news? Who else knows about this and is covering up this news?

This reporter has knowledge on a member of the noble house Rivorndir aware of this situation! So clearly, this situation is more widely known. The one person who attempted to bring this situation to the attention of Justicar Thomas Castemont, in the Justice Ministery was exiled immediately, one Anna Shadowsight! A person who apparently has mysteriously disappeared!

Will justice be done? Or will the Cordor Press be complicit with a coverup?

The people need to know!

Day 2, Month 3 (Ches), 177 AR
 Concerned

=== Festival of Mask ===
Come enjoy the festival of Mask in Condor

Day 21, Month 3 (Ches), 177 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Press Gang 16/10/177 ===
Hello, I am the new editor-in-chief of the Press Gang, Alter Kim! Today, the Press Gang has quite the collection for our readers. As a reminder, the Press Gang is still hiring! Anyone who wishes to write for the press can do so at their leisure as we do not require our journalists to submit an article for each issue. Additionally, anyone who wishes to submit a letter to the editor regarding one of the articles is welcome to do so!

INFORMATIVE:
 Dracoliches Attack Cordor Graveyard! (By Alter Kim)

INTERVIEWS:
 An Interview with the Chancellor, Ginny Rivorndir (By Alter Kim)
 An Interview with the kobold, Maknold (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT
 From Cordor With Love CHAPTER I (By Wildarse)

Day 16, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Anonymous

=== Dracoliches Attack Cordor Graveyard! ===
On Day 15, Month 10, 177 AR, the Government District of Cordor experienced a sudden and violent shaking of the ground. With no Guards present, Sir Xalden Grantz and Miss Catherine took lead in evacuating noncombatants to the Nomad. Shortly afterwards, a rider of the Royal Cavalry emerged from the Royal Palace, bearing a message that cultists had infiltrated the city and desecrated the graveyard. They sought able bodied individuals to help assist with the reconsecration. Volunteers split into two teams to secure both the city and the graveyard before regrouping in the graveyard to fight hordes of undead that had been raised.

Sir Storm Nightwind led the attempt to perform the Hallowed Rest ritual, aided by two others whose names are currently unknown, but the numbers of the undead were too numerous and the ritual failed. Sir Lefric Ruston and Sir Minto Fuzzypaw then soon arrived with members of the Hawkin. Sir Minto took charge of the ritual, allowing Sir Storm to take to the defense. But when the ritual neared completion, nearly a dozen Dracoliches alighted onto the graveyard grounds while undead continued to pour from the crypts and rise from the dirt. An insurmountable feeling of dread filled the air as a colossal abyssal fiend emerged from the main crypt, pushing the volunteer forces back. Sir Xalden rallied his horse and charged it immediately, followed by many of the volunteer forces. Eventually, the fiend was slain and the undead were put to rest as the graveyard was once more consecrated.

From there, leadership was deferred to Sir Efren, the new caretaker of the cemetery and crypts. Groups were formed to investigate the crypts and tombs in the graveyard, eventually reconvening in the main crypt. Investigation found the casket of Dame Arael Laceflower disturbed. While the body was still present and untouched, the casket had been clearly broken into. For those unfamiliar with the name, Dame Arael was the High Priestess of Cordor many years ago when the Sword of Benwick was still present. Speculation leads to believe that this incident may be related in regards to the event that occurred at Light Keep recently. If anyone has further information regarding the connection between the attack on the graveyards and the events at Light Keep, please contact the Press Gang!

Day 16, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Ginny Rivorndir ===
Month 4, Day 22, 177 AR

A: "So, Lady Ginny, thank you for agreeing to being interviewed today. Is there any reason in particular you accepted the interview?"

G: "Ah well, a few. Primarily, it's part of the job to make myself available for such. I try to be approachable for everyone and... I think this sort of thing helps with that. And I'll also admit I enjoy this sort of thing, so there's a little bit of that too."

A: "Do you feel that many people see you more for your position than you as an individual?"

G: "Mh, it depends on who I reckon. But yes, I think that's true for the majority of people."

A: "Being a Chancellor must be a full time position even when you are not in the office. But when you have the chance, is there any specific hobby or interest you like to pursue?"

G: "Ah, I play the harp, though I'm definitely nothing special, most bards'd be insulted if I called myself a musician. I also quite like reading, specifically but not limited to topics of philosophy. Additionally, interior design, poetry and sailing. Though that last one is my former job turned into a hobby I suppose."

A: "You were a sailor before you entered the office?"

G: "Ah, of course. You're a somewhat recent arrival I believe? Or at least weren't in Cordor during most of 176?"

A: "Yes, I arrived on the first day of the third month of 177 AR."

G: "I was Captain of the Cordor Navy before Justiciar Rillie Sauer under then-chancellor Najih tried me for treason."

A: "Tried for treason? Is that something you can speak more on?"

G: "I could speak on it for a long time. It might take up an entire interview. Would you like the very brief short version, or would you like to deep-dive a little?"

A: "Mm, it is up to you. This is your interview so whatever you wish to share with our readers."

G: "Then I will say that myself and mister Ezykial were accused of treason because we'd had some contact with enemies of Cordor. We were eventually acquitted... But only after Najih's government essentially imploded. You need only look back a few issues of the press to read the accounts of the ordeal, as detailed by Miss Mai. Two ministers resigned. The chancellor's aide resigned. Almost the entire guard resigned. The entire Cordor Navy resigned."

A: "Sounds like quite the political upheaval."

G: "Certainly was. But ah, I should not deep dive here and now. Miss Mai has already done that, 'tis available to readers still. Most people saw it for what it was... a political move to silence Ezykial."

A: "But now you are the Chancellor. A duty with quite the responsibility. Do you miss having the time to play the harp and go sailing?"

G: "Ah, that's a common misconception. I do find the time for such, Certainly, sometimes I work day and night and have to forgo proper sleep, but... I consider such a failure of proper management and leadership. When I am doing my job well, others are empowered to do theirs with minimal actual involvement of myself."

A: "Ah, that sounds efficient. More hands mean less work as the old saying goes."

G: "Mh, indeed. If I had to pass on any advice to future chancellors it would be... delegate, delegate, delegate."

A: "You mentioned you would occasionally give up proper sleep for your duties. But, when possible, do you have a bedtime routine you like to follow?"

G: "Ah, admittedly between the sustenance spell and the nature of different people's availability and such... I don't really have a pre-set bedtime or routine, no. I do tend to put away my staff and cloak at home though, when I'm not expecting guests! So that might count.."

A: "Mm, what about a morning routine when you awake? Do you have a few moments to yourself before you dive into your work?"

G: "Yes indeed. I usually have some tea, wash, do my hair, nails, and then spend some time going through paperwork from the previous day."

A: "I can see that you very much enjoy tea. Is there a particular comfort dish you like to enjoy as well when you have the chance to eat?"

G: "Ah, I'm a bit of a sweet-tooth, really. I'm partial to treats and pastries... But especially chocolate cake."

A: "Ah, I can relate to having a fondness for sweets. What about a place you like to go to recharge after a long day?"

G: "Ah, it's rather dull honestly. My home."

A: "I don't think it's dull at all. Home is home for a reason. But let us dive into some more personal questions about you now. Do you have a dream or goal you wish to one day achieve?"

G: "Oof... A dream or a goal I wish to one day achieve? You're asking me that, a common-born woman, as chancellor of Cordor? The highest function one can attain in this city?"

A: "Well, I believe it is our nature to always wish for more. To fly as close to the sun as we can."

G: "Well, I never pursued this function for myself. I ended up running for chancellor because I genuinely believed there was no one better. When I made the decision to run, Cordor wasn't doing so well. And this city is my home. I care for its people, and I saw no other path forward. To be honest... at this point, I'm not really looking past the chancellorship anymore. I know that once I step back from running the city, I'd like to have children."

A: "Do you regret running for chancellor?"

G: "Regret? No. I don't dwell on the past usually. The 'now' is the only thing we can ever change. I can ill afford to lament the past, or fear the future."

A: "A wise philosophy to have. You mentioned you would like to one day have kids. Do you know how many kids you would want or if you would want your first child to be a son or daughter?"

G: "Oof, as for a number... I think three might be nice, but... we'll see if I've the energy for a second after the first, yeah? As for a son or a daughter. No preference."

A: "And speaking of your future, what do you wish your legacy to be one day? What do you hope people will remember you for in the future? Your time as a Chancellor? Your deeds?"

G: "I would hope they remember me for rebuilding Cordor. Specifically my efforts other than the military and the Justice Department. The Cordor Academy, the press, the museum, the Lotus, the Nomad, the furnishing of various government buildings, the establishment of better ties with Brogendenstein... Among other things."

A: "I think I speak for many of our readers when I say that the city has done well under your leadership. As a newcomer myself, the city has been open to people like I and has provided us many opportunities."

G: "Mhm. That has been my goal. To shift the focus away from the military a little. And I dare say, even the military has benefited from this approach. In my time on the island I have never seen the Cordor military as competent as it is now."

A: "Once you leave the office, do you have any ideas of what you would like to do? Besides raising a family of course."

G: "I expect I'll be in office a while longer to be honest, I don't see another candidate on the rise, and I don't see support for my government wavering. Beyond that, I will do what my new family expects of me. My talents are in government, strategy, diplomacy, and education, that sort of thing... so, I'd expect something along those lines."

A: "Being a member of the Rivorndirs comes with quite the baggage."

G: "It does."

A: "How are you handling it so far?"

G: "Ah... I have a great mentor."

A: "Your husband?"

G: "Actually, my uncle, Khara'gos."

A: "He's taught you how to deal with the responsibility of being a Rivorndir?"

G: "Among other things. I have yet to go through the rites of Lady Siamorphe's divine right. Until I do that, I am noble in name only."

A: "How has the public reacted to your marriage with Sir Dax Rivorndir? The Rivorndirs are a very powerful and influential House in Cordor. Has there been any dissent about you becoming a member of such a house?"

G: "Well, Sencliff did launch a raid on my wedding. But from within Cordor? Not really, no."

A: "Well, I think that is all the time that we have today! As we end this interview, Is there anything you would like to tell our readers?"

G: "I'd like to remind everyone that my doors are ever open to advice, feedback, and yes, even complaints. Many folk hide themselves behind anonymity and take to the boards. To all those people I would say... talk to me. I will listen. I may not always agree... But I'll hear you and consider what you have to say. I can however not debate with anonymous posters on the board. Speak to me as a person, and I will treat you as one in turn."

A: "And final question, Lady Ginny. If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

G: "One word? I don't know. I don't think I could describe myself in one word."

A: "Think of it as a challenge, then. Maybe a quality of yourself you are proud most of or something to describe the hardships you've been through."

G: "Alright then, fine. As imperfect as it may be... A rock."

A: "A rock. Any particular reason why?"

G: "Stability, both for myself and for others. You may think that's a political answer, but I've always sought to provide that for people, for my friends, And I've always sought to be... stable. Long before I even considered running for office."

A: "Well thank you again for agreeing to this interview Lady Ginny. I think many people will be interested in learning more about you as a person rather than your reputation."

G: "Thank you for offering me the opportunity, mister Alter."

Day 15, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Maknold ===
A: "So, tell me Mister Maknold. Why were you interested in being interviewed for the Press Gang?"

M: "Believes such would be a chance to spread knowledge of kin and the creator."

A: "I will admit, I do not know much of your kind. Can you give us a little introduction to yourself?"

M: "Of course. This one is a linguist, master tailor, and seeker of knowledge of all that share the blood of Io."

A: "Io? Is Io the creator of all kobolds?"

M: "Yes, Io is the one that is responsible for these ones' creation. Is the creator of all dragons, and cares for such and those that share those ones' blood."

A: "I have met some of those with dragon blood on the Surface. Do you share a kinship with them, despite the conflict between the Surface and the Underdark?"

M: "This one does, though others amongst this one's kin may not share such a view, but Io loves all kin regardless of lineage as all are that one's children. And as this one is a kobold, this one must seek to be worthy of the Ninefold's love, as these ones were the first kin of dragons to share that one's blood."

A: "Ninefold? Can you explain more about this Ninefold?"

M: "Oh, the Ninefold is simply a title for Io. Similar to how Bahamut is known as the platinum one."

A: "Ah, I see. And tell me more about your kin. The only information I have heard about your kin is that you are an industrious people."

M: "Well, that one has been informed accurately to such, but this one can elaborate to the why of such. It is fundamentally how these ones pray at the end of the cycle, for it is the reason that the Ninefold gave the first of the dragons the means to influence the world when all of the Ninefold's first children were still gods. Such gave those ones that knowledge so that those ones could build those ones' lairs and those ones' hoards, and such those ones did. And this one isn't afraid to say these ones were and still are vithing good at it."

A: "Do you and your kin do anything else to worship Io? Any particular rituals or offerings you give to the Ninefold?"

M: "Well, admits not many of this one kin worship the Ninefold, as many kin in Andunor worship others of the pantheon, and many chose to honor Kurtulmak."

A: "How does this Kurtulmak differ from Io?"

M: "Well, Kurtulmak is a kobold as opposed to a dragon, and as such a mortal before the Ninefold made such a god. Kurtulmak was the first of these ones to be made as such."

A: "And does his dogma differ from that of Io's?"

M: "Oh! Vastly different. Whilst the Ninefold does not have any specific dogma, given that one is the creator of all that share dragon's blood, Kurtulmak is quite specific. Such is the one that instructs these ones to mine and offer service and to practice caution when dealing with those that are not kin."

A: "And what is your opinion of Kurtulmak's dogma?"

M: "Personally, this one thinks such has served well in the past to ensure these ones survival, but has kept these ones from claiming a larger place in the world."

A: "I hear that one of the districts is run by your kind, yes?"

M: "Well, such is certainly true, but this one speaks of the wider world. Would ask that one what great cities that this one's kin have? What great monuments can this one's kin claim?"

A: "I can't say I can think of any."

M: "This one's point exactly."

A: "So do you wish for your people to one day live on the Surface?"

M: "Admits this one does not mind to such specifically, but this one longs for a place for kin to call these ones' own. But this one would look forward to the cycle that kin are not treated with such hostility."

A: "Do you think the Surface unfairly judges your people?"

M: "This one does, those ones fear these ones without due course, as these ones often look to defend other kin from attacks when these ones only seek industry."

A: "And what are your opinions about the current state of conflict between the Surface and the Underdark?"

M: "Frankly, this one thinks such is self perpetuating, both seek vindication for the actions undertaken by the other."

A: "Now, let us talk about works and yourself, Mister Maknold. You spoke of great cities and monuments before. Do you have any projects that you are working on currently?"

M: "Admits this one is saving the profits from this one's industry so that this one may eventually invest in such a project."

A: "Any particular plans or ideas for a project?"

M: "Has been thinking of developing a monument for the Ninefold so that all that share the Ninefold's blood may gather."

A: "Hm, I would love to see such a monument. Is there anything else you would like to tell our readers about you or your kin?"

M: "Yes, buy the products of these ones industry, such will not find items of higher quality."

A: "Hah, an excellent opportunity for marketing indeed. And before we end, I do have a question for you. Are you not worried that fellow underdarkers may dislike the fact you agreed to an interview with the Press Gang?"

M: "Thinks some will, others will understand, but this one doubts any would act against this one as such would be an act against the rest of kin."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to this interview and I am sure that many of the readers would be interested in reading about you and your kin!"

M: "This one thanks, is sure such will look favorable to this one."

Day 15, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter I ===
Crimson Fairy Tales is happy to present to you the first chapter of the From Cordor with Love story by Wildarse !

Annotation:
 The world is in danger: the great and terrible Doctor Coincidence threatens to unleash a virus of unprecedented power, demanding a ransom of 1 billion gold! But for every supervillain there is a superhero! The inimitable Hald Chadley, Guldorand's best secret intelligence agent, is ready for decisive action! Together with his partner, the charming Kitara Twinetall, he will easily bypass all the ingenious traps set by the insidious enemy and save the Arelith archipelago!

Publisher's note:
 ALL CHARACTERS AND EVENTS DESCRIBED - EVEN THOSE BASED ON REAL PEOPLE AND HISTORICAL FACTS - ARE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. THE FOLLOWING PUBLICATION MAY CONTAIN COARSE LANGUAGE, DESCRIPTIONS OF SCENES OF UNCONTROLLED VIOLENCE AND WILD PASSION AND DUE TO ITS CONTENT IT SHOULD NOT BE READ BY ANYONE...

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 City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club
 Eleasis 15th, 183 AR
 08:00 PM

This evening, a real pandemonium formed in The Lilting Lotus club: luxurious carriages drove up and drove off one after another, leaving behind representatives of the nobility, who, along with simpler people, crowded into the atmosphere of loud, but no less refined music, beautiful dishes and strong drinks. Many citizens of the City of Cordor have made it their top priority to attend Dr. Coincidence's birthday party.
 The Doctor herself, however, was nowhere to be seen (which did not prevent idle visitors from drinking and eating in honor of the birthday girl), and some of the important guests, after some time in the main hall, moved to some other room through an inconspicuous but guarded doorway in the far part club. It was this portal that Kitara Twinetall, a 5-meter-high beautiful representative of the firbolg race, has been secretly watching for the past few hours, wearing a scarlet evening dress (made by a craftsman from barge flooring) and heels (size 67) on the occasion of the event.
 Now Kitara was sitting on sofas not far from the gaming tables, imposingly crossing her legs, and leisurely sipping wine from a crystal flower vase that had previously stood on the coffee table in front of her. Despite the frank attractiveness of the giantess, awarded with many admiring glances that evening, no one dared to keep her company. "So much effort for nothing," Kitara mentally sighed, but continued to watch, smiling gallantly at the passing guests.
 The attention of the giantess was attracted by another visitor to the secret room. The guest's face was hidden by a deep hood, but expensive crimson-black robes, pretentious gestures, not to mention a retinue of half-orc guards, betrayed in him the Treasurer . The character was known for his intrigues, and was also the current head of the River Orc crime house, whose lair was located in the northwestern region of the city, popularly called Cordorc . Kitara chuckled to herself in approval. According to the office's intelligence, the infamous half-orc was supposed to be in Guldorand, but Kitara's instincts did not fail when she insisted that the operation not begin until the Treasurer arrived.
 Watching the gentlemen disappear into the opening, Kitara glanced at one of the players at the gaming tables nearby; the man sideways caught the eye of the beauty and nodded smoothly in response, moving on to the exchange of exit formalities with those sitting at the table. Having finished, he tossed some of the chips from his bouncy slide of winnings to a few players who were apparently less fortunate than he was. Then the man stood up.
 A handsome young man appeared before Kitara, dressed in black expensive pants and polished fashionable shoes. The shirt, however, was missing, revealing to the world an untanned, muscular torso. Kitara covered her eyes with a hand "Oh Gods, not again!" Meanwhile, a two-meter figure approached Kitara's observation post and asked:
 "What is such a luxurious lady doing alone on such a fine evening?" he clarified, smiling broadly and kissing the right hand of the beauty.
 In response, Kitara only strictly tilted her head to the right, keeping her eyes on him, suggesting that he sit down. Wasting no time on other sentimentality, the man took a seat to the right of Kitara. She, in turn, tossed aside a strand of her long earthy green hair and leaned towards him to make up for the difference in height.
 "Hald, why aren't you wearing a shirt?" she asked coldly, looking at him.
 "Kitara, gambling sometimes puts people in an interesting position," Hald remarked melancholy, still smiling.
 "No doubt, but you won!" she parried.
 Hald looked away from her, slowly looking around at the people dancing around. He sighed serenely, then said, "Our job is to enjoy the process, Kitara. Otherwise, what's the point of it all?"
 He turned back to face Kitara, but saw a shadow of incomprehension on her face. "If it is Lathander's will, you will soon see and understand everything for yourself," he explained good-naturedly. "What's the situation?" he then asked Kitara, whose expression had taken on a more condescending look.
 "The Treasurer has arrived. Everyone is here," she whispered to Hald enthusiastically, pointing with her eyes at the cherished door at the end of the hall.
 "Your insight is truly impressive, dear Kitara," sincerely appreciated Hald. Then he slowly turned his gaze to the doorway. "So it's time for us to act. Remember the plan?" Hald inquired, to which Kitara smiled and playfully waved her hand at him.
 "They don't stand a chance!"
 A few minutes later, the couple was already walking through the hall towards the goal of their mission. The ceilings in the room were high, so that Kitara could move freely at full height, provided that she dodged the hot wax falling from the chandeliers hung here and there in time.
 The two city guards who were on duty at the door visibly tensed up and mechanically double-checked for the presence of gonnes hanging in a sling on their chest. However, there was nothing unusual in the behavior of the guards: anyone would be nervous to see the colossal figures approaching, who were obviously not on the invitation lists, but who, by their entire behavior, showed that official invitations were what other people needed.
 "And you call it easy money ?" the guard standing to the right of the door whispered irritably to his comrade. "This is even worse than the time you offered to get a job with that crazy Emperor!" he did not let up. "Look, they are coming right here!"
 Unable to withstand the tension, he gave a desperate alarm signal with the heel of his boot at the door. At the very least, he hoped the signal would be taken as an alarm and not as an urgent order for more fried clams for the guests, which would not have surprised the guard in the least; the current employer seemed to him somewhat inconsistent.
 "Everything will be alright, buddy!" assured his partner, along the way slapping him on the shoulder. "You take a closer look, what a luxurious lady," he gestured towards the approaching Kitara, "there will definitely be something to tell in the tavern when we finish here!"
 "Nothing will be alright! I'm telling you, I've seen this guy somewhere before!" he nodded nervously towards Hald. "We must urgently ..." he began his suggestion, but Hald and Kitara had already come too close to make any maneuvers.
 "Good evening, gentlemen," Hald greeted, "my name is Chadley, Hald Chadley. And this is my beautiful companion, Kitara Twinetall." Noticing that one of the guards was already clearly about to object, resorting to gunshot arguments, Hald hastened to dispel his doubts in the bud: "Doctor Coincidence is looking forward to our appearance. Kitara, dear, show the gentlemen our pass."
 Both guards looked at Kitara incredulously. Kitara smiled politely at them before leaning over her bag. For a brief moment, a pass to anywhere (as it seemed to the men) really flashed before the eyes of the guards. However, Kitara briskly turned her shoulder to them, and in the next second, they both heard a sound that was strikingly similar to the sound of two bodies of heavily armed men being kicked into the oak door. The receding heavy footsteps of Hald and Kitara, running along the corridor behind the former door, echoed.
 "It was worth it, Vincent ..." croaked the guard who had previously occupied a vertical position to the left of the door.
 "Shut up, Jach!" hissed Vincent, lying beside him in the rubble of the door frame.

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 What is the insidious Doctor Coincidence up to? Will our heroes be able to catch the villains by surprise? Read on for Chapter II of the story!

Day 17, Month 9 (Eleint), 177 AR
 "Wildarse"

=== An Interview with Thomas Castemont Pt. 1 ===
Month 4, Day 19, 177 AR

A: "So, Thomas. Thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today, I know you're a busy man. What made you agree to be interviewed today?"

T: "Hmm. Well.. It's been a hectic few weeks and truthfully, I just enjoyed the prospect of a conversation that wasn't about laws, law enforcement, or some other major crisis that seems to occupy much of my time on this island."

A: "I can imagine that a lot of people see you more as the Justiciar than Thomas Castemont. I can only imagine how tiring it must get having to deal with problem after problem."

T: "It can be yes. I find that often many look to me for answers and to make decisions. I wish to aid but I'm but one man and sometimes I simply cannot."

A: "So what do you do when you are not acting as the Justiciar. Is there any personal hobby or activity that you like to enjoy in your free time?"

T: "I do not have much free time. I dedicate much of the free time I do have to aiding the oppressed. Many on this island know me to be a Chainbreaker.

But when I do not do either of those things, I actually really enjoy forging. It's a long time hobby of mine. I often make greensteel weapons and mithril armor from the Arjale and Mithril I find to sell cheaply to new adventurers to help them gain an edge in their training."

A: "What made you learn smithing? Was it out of personal need for better weapons and armor or something else?"

T: "I learned forging in the Order I served in Cormyr. It was always an interest of mine and I took the opportunity to use their resources and their experience to be trained in it. I find it soothing and relaxing, even with my injury. I also do enjoy reading. Sometimes when I need some alone time, I will go sit in my room and read a book."

A: "Any particular kind of book you enjoy? Is Thomas Castemont secretly a romance enthusiast?"

T: "Heh. Not quite. I actually love history. I've found history on this isle in particular very interesting. There is much that can be learned from past mistakes and past victories."

A: "Is there any particular story that you would like to share to the readers? Maybe a specific tale that sparks your interest or an event we could all learn from?"

T: "Truth be told, I've not read nearly as many history books as I'd like. I simply don't get much time. And I hate to admit it but I actually found the History of Benwick very intriguing. Written by the Undead abomination, Adelyn Belle'rose."

A: "Ah, yes. It was a tragic tale from what I heard. The headquarters of an Order that was overtaken by devils."

T: "Indeed. And still to this day Devils run rampant in their halls. Triadic statues and altars in ruin. It is very saddening."

A: "Speaking of history though, what do you hope to be your legacy one day in the future?"

T: "My legacy? Hm, I truly doubt people will remember when I'm gone. But that right there.. That is the legacy I hope to leave behind."

Thomas gestures to a large pillar of smooth grey granite. At the bottom of the small monument is an image of a pergola wrapped in trumpet vines, progressively moving inward where blooms begin to form among a void of light. At the forefront, the vines at first appear to be wilted and dried against cavernous stalagmites, typical to the Underdark, closing in at either side to be strangled in lichen and fungi. Vague figures start to move inward towards the blooming light, rings of steel scattered across the portrayed cave floor, shattered or broken, as the stone turns to grass the farther the figures move. A list of names occupies the space above the image.

A: "Are those the names of all the slaves you have freed?"

T: "Not just me. This is a collaborative effort. But up there are the names of every single person who we've helped to break free from their bonds. Who we've helped to begin a new life. Who we've helped to regain their free will.

You see, while I was chained my son was also held captive in slavery. I was required to gather two million gold for his freedom and have him sent back to Cormyr. Someone helped me a great deal with that and all they asked in return was that I would write a book. A book that would inspire other slaves to take the journey and find the courage and hope to break free of their shackles also.

For what this person did for me, it was the only thing he asked me to do. I had never written a book before, but I agreed. My story is out there already. And most of Andunor knows my name. My name being out there means they know who to contact. And we take it from there."

A: "Who would you consider to be your closest friend or aide? In your victories and defeats, who would you say is someone you have come to rely on greatly?"

T: "Griffy."

A: "Any particular reason why?"

T: "Griffy and I have been through a lot together. We were both chained in Andunor. And he is one of the main reasons I did not lose myself down there. Many seem to believe that every slave down there is willing. That every slave down there choses to be there. And that they chose their actions. They do not. If you do not do what your owners want you to do, you get beaten, lashed and tortured or they will hurt you by torturing the people you've come to care about. They are wicked and vile and they will use whatever means to try and make you conform. Griffy and I connected below. I protected him, but he guided me. Gave me strength and hope. And now, he is my son. I am immensely proud of him and he will always be my example.

People do not understand what slaves have to go through. They have no empathy. Only distrust. I was once forced to fight in the arena there against Griffy and another slave I considered my friend. A firbolg named Ulf. My owner was attacked by a Paladin of the Radiant Heart and she blamed it on me asking for mercy for the Paladin and her friend. As my punishment I was forced to fight against them over a ball. Like a sport. The person who would succeed in taking the ball and defeat the other two opponents would be spared lashes. The other two would receive double."

A: "And what did you do?"

T: "Hm well- Initially I thought I would simply let the other two win somehow. But they knew me too well and said if they caught any of us letting the others win, lashes would be increased. Refusal would have resulted in increased lashes and death. We were accompanied by a very experienced retainer, her First Daughter, and a Gnoll. None of us were fully trained or equipped yet. We stood no chance against them. So we uh.. We complied. I defeated Ulf quickly. But.. I couldn't.. I couldn't hurt Griffy. I tried everything I could to make it look like I was giving it my all. But he beat me and Ulf and I took the lashes. He was spared them.

I know there are loyalists down there. And there is always a risk freeing one of them. There are those who would lie and take advantage. But we cannot give up on all because there are a few bad ones out there. Had that happened, myself, Griffy and others who are now contributing to the Surface Settlements and the defense of this isle, would still be down there. And likely not be the people we are today."

A: "You can never tell one's story from their appearances. I think that not many people know or even understand what you've been through."

T: "I tried to capture it in my book as best I could. Again, I'm no writer so I may not have conveyed it very well. Back then it was all still very raw. Now it's a little easier to talk about. But I am so passionate not only about breaking the shackles, but breaking the shackles of the mind.

You know.. One of the first things former slaves ask me when they first break free is: "What now?" My own journey after I broke free was.. terrifying. I didn't really have any friends aside from Griffy and Alister. I had no job, no purpose. I didn't know this island, the people or how things worked here. And many slaves who break free experience this. Having been told what to do. Not having to make decisions for yourself and suddenly, the world is wide open for you to do whatever you want to do. I try to help them after they break free. With my influence, reputation and relationships as Justiciar I can help them make new friends, help them find a home and a job."

Day 21, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 177 AR
 Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Thomas Castemont Pt. 2 ===
A: "What did you do first when you were free of your collar?"

T: "I went to see Evelynn, Griffy and Alister in Guldorand. And I simply held them. We spent hours just talking and.. I slept in a real bed for the first time in years."

A: "How did it feel sleeping in a real bed for once? Did sleep come to you easier or was it a difficult night?"

T: "Heh. I uh.. Ended up sleeping on the floor the first night. After that I simply wandered between Guldorand and Cordor for weeks. Aimlessly. But I didn't know what I wanted to do or where I wanted to settle. Then one day.. I walked past this house next to the Nomad and I noticed it was for sale. I had some gold left and eagerly went to get it. I bought the home and I settled down in Cordor. Fate brought me here. I met friends like Raewynn and Dermia and eventually I gathered my courage and applied to the Justice Ministry as a Magistrate. They declined my application."

A: "Really? They declined you?"

T: "They did. They declined due to my history as a slave. They did not trust me because of it. But I believe they took pity on me and eventually offered me a clerical job. I think they hoped I'd decline it since I was a Magistrate in Suzail for over a decade. But I didn't decline it and gratefully accepted it. I spent most of my days studying the laws, doing administrative work, writing court transcripts, and writing and pinning public announcements. I was a legal aide for just over a year. And even then they still didn't really ever trust me. I was eventually promoted to Magistrate, I think more out of necessity."

A: "I think many people are grateful that you were. I can't imagine a Cordor without you."

T: "No? Hm. That's kind of you to say. But there are many who could do this job as well as I can. I'm passionate about the law. I believe it serves to protect people and their rights. It makes all of us equal, yes? Except perhaps for the King and Queen themselves. But otherwise, everyone is equal under the law."

A: "Of course. I don't envy your job though, having to justicate the legal complexities."

T: "It's not easy, no. The hardest part actually is to deal with dissatisfaction. I do not apply sentences to be the bad guy. If people simply follow our very common sense laws, I'd not have to fine people or sentence them to become outlawed. And sometimes, no matter what you do, some people will always be upset. They won't think you've done enough, or they believe you're corrupt or unfair. I am quite used to people name calling me and having a general dislike for me. I am quite used to people name calling me and having a general dislike for me. And that is fine. It helps take the heat off of the Guards if I take the blame for things and am seen as the bad guy. It allows them to do their job."

A: "But do you ever have moments where your personal interests and your duty conflicts? Have you ever had to make a sacrifice as a Justiciar?"

T: "Hm. My personal interests and duty rarely conflict. And when they do, I delegate matters to others. I cannot be bought. I treat friends the same way I will treat someone I've never met. This is justice, where everyone is equal. But I am well aware of the power of perception. So, if there is a conflict of interest, I let someone else handle it."

A: "A wise position. It's too easy to want to deal with something yourself and potentially ruin things."

T: "I honestly try to delegate as much as I can. I have very capable and talented people who work for me. I'm truly blessed. But sometimes it's difficult to delegate and there are things that simply cannot be delegated. I'm eager to see each of them grow in their careers here in the Justice Ministry though."

A: "But that's enough about Thomas the Justiciar. Let's focus on Thomas Castemont for a moment. When times are hard and your body is tired, do you have a comfort food you like to enjoy?"

T: "Oh uh. Well, I'm very fond of Miso's cooking. But I also just like a really good steak. Or whatever Miss Aera shoves in my hands."

A: "Medium rare or well done?"

T: "Rare."

A: "What about drinks? I know you don't imbibe alcohol but do you have a preference in drinks?"

T: "I uh- I'm quite fond of coffee personally. But I also enjoy the occassional tea or uh.. chocolate milk."

A: "And as a busy man, you probably are often worn down dealing with all sorts of matters. Is there a particular routine you like to follow before sleeping?"

T: "Not really before sleeping no. But I do like to have a routine when I wake up. Which is coffee and news. I tend to make the rounds in the barracks and then the public board catching up on everything. If there are no emergencies I will go to other settlements and read the news there too. If however I had a choice? Before bed I'd love to simply unwind, read, have tea.."

A: "Should I start a petition for you to be let off work by nighttime?"

T: "Heh, I've long searched for a second Justiciar truth be told. But most of my people tend to become absent when they become Magistrates. I've never really found someone I trust enough to be Justiciar. Who is as hard working and diligent."

A: "What if you had a Wish? What would you wish for? A second Justiciar?"

T: "No. I'd wish for the end of slavery."

A: "As expected of Thomas Castemont. Well, I think I've got enough material to write more than a few pages. Is there anything you would like to say to the readers before we end the interview?"

T: "Hm. I suppose.. I'd mostly like to say that every Guard, every Justice employee and everyone else in the Government is doing their best to create a city that is safe and hopefully welcoming to most. Sometimes, Guards especially, have to be firm and decisive. Rather than judging them, support them. They have the hardest job of anyone in this city and are often under scrutiny. But they do the best they can with what tools they are given. I'd ask simply not to make their jobs harder and to show them some kindness and gratitude for the work they do."

A: "And for our closing question. If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

T: ".. Patient. Well uh- sometimes."

A: "Ha, well that's four words but I'll let that slide. Thank you for agreeing to the interview and I'm certain our readers are grateful as well."

T: "Thank you, it was fun."

Day 21, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 177 AR
 Alter Feith
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177 Cordor Press Archives

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EdensFall: /* An Interview with Thomas Castemont Pt. 1 */

=== The Press Gang 25/12/177 ===
Hello, hello! Chief Editor Alter here with another issue of the Press Gang! It seems like the final pieces are moving into play as the Amnian naval fleet has arrived in Cordor, led by Admiral Roman Tallyzar. But as tensions rise from overseas, it seems tensions are rising in the city as well, a bloody conflict taking the lives of three and injuring two.

A statement from King Edward Cordor has been released regarding the arrival of the Amnian naval fleet while Queen Jennifer Cordor met with the Republic of Guldorand for a diplomatic summit regarding recent incidents of tension concerning the city of Cordor and Guldorand. Staff Sergeant Lefric Ruston arrived to greet the Queen and the Republicans when a misunderstanding led to the prompt ban of armed Cordorian military personnel in Guldorand.

In Andunor, the election for the Devil's Table is still currently in place while Matron Luastra has announced the dissoulution of the Hel'vael House.

In other news, we have an interview with the very menacing guard, Arvalie, who is often seen patrolling the city. And for those interested in sailing, Captain Davis is looking to hire those interested in fighting pirates and slavers.

And last but not least, we have the continuation of "From Cordor with Love" from our very own Wildarse and an informational piece on how to find kelp for those aspiring chefs from Fee Sherman. And as always, thank you for reading the Press Gang and I'll see you all in the next issue!

ANNOUNCEMENT:
 Statement from the Palace (By King Edward Cordor)

INVESTIGATIVE:
 Bloody Conflict in Cordor (By Alter Kim)
 The Guldorand Summit with Queen Jennifer Cordor (By Alter Kim)

INFORMATIVE:
 The Monthly Catch (By Fee Sherman)

INTERVIEW:
 An Interview with Arvalie (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT:
 From Cordor with Love CHAPTER IV (By Wildarse)

ADVERTISEMENT:
 Captain Davis Seeks Sailors!

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== Statement From the Palace ===
As some citizenry will already be aware, due to some unforeseen skirmishes in Maztika between New-Amnian countrymen and a few New-Whaterdeep invaders, the Grand Nation of Amn is entering a unsteady period with the City State of Whaterdeep. In this time of political uncertainty, our good friends from Amn have kindly requested that we play host to a small portion of its Navy, to better secure these waters, both for our sake and for theirs.

Further more, as Arelith has always been a stopping point between the Mainland and Maztika, safe port for men and women of all stripes, so it shall be for these fine men and women of the fleet. In the coming days you may see a heightened presence of Amnian military. Do not be alarmed. They are here merely as visitors and, I have been assured, shall mind their manners as such.

I also wish to assure the citizenry that whilst we consider Amn a fine ally, their grand wars are not our wars, and we have no desire to be dragged into them. So long as the Lords Alliance and it's allies remain neutral to Cordor, so we shall to them.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Edward Cordor

=== Guldorand Summit with Queen Jennifer Cordor ===
On the 15th of the 12th month (Nightal) 177 AR, the Republic of Guldorand hosted Queen Jennifer Cordor for a diplomatic summit regarding recent incidents of unrest concerning the city of Cordor and Guldorand, and to seek amicable solutions to several standing problems.

As the summit was concluding, Staff Sergeant Lefric Ruston and Corporal Cain arrived, unwarded and unarmed, to greet the Queen (who had already left) and the Republicans present, with Staff Sergeant Ruston introducing himself as Secretary of Foreign Affairs. After introductions were concluded, Secretary Ruston made a request for the meeting minutes to ensure a balance of information.

At this time, Sergeant Rolf Marr and Ambassador Antionette Rivorndir arrived. Introductions were made again with one of the Republicans hesitant at the presence of Lady Rivorndir's magic staff at her shoulder. The Republican was assured that the staff posed no threat to him.

Afterwards, Guardsman Vesryn Idriel arrived at the scene, misinformed that the Queen was in danger. He arrived with a spell mantle and Formian summons but was immediately ordered by Staff Sergeant Ruston to stand down as, "This is entirely wrong, dismiss the Formians and dispel, you look like an Andunorian" to which Guardsman Idriel complied.

At this point, the conversation between those present halted as the Cultural Minister of Guldorand expressed discomfort in being present in the presence of so many guards. The Cordorians were asked to leave to which they promptly did so. Staff Sergeant Ruston and the guards left the city of Guldorand and returned to Cordor.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== A Bloody Conflict in Cordor Town Square ===
On the 21st of the 12th month (Nightal) 177 AR, a bloody brawl took place in the Cordor town square after a heated argument erupted. Witnesses state that Christian Kalloron, paladin of Jergal, had been arguing with the tiefling, Artemis Silver-Wind, for her bloodline and worship of the archdevil Bel. At this time, Evemere Dundragon entered the town square and began to admonish Kalloron for his words towards Silver-Wind, before soon being joined by Tatsufura Reiko. The argument became more heated and insults were exchanged before Kalloron began to leave. Dundragon then thanked him for his display of character, in which is believed to be an act of provocation, to which Kalloron took offense to. He turned around, ward upon his blade, and in retaliation of the perceived threat, Dundragon and Reiko began to ward as well.

It was at this time that the guard, Sion, revealed himself and shouted at Dundragon and Reiko to stop warding. Reiko complied while Dundragon continued, later claiming to have not heard the command. The guard began to fire arrows at Dundragon, Reiko moving in to defend her which Kalloron intercepted. Blows were exchanged and Kalloron was subdued by Reiko as Sion continued to fire from a distance, killing Reiko. Dundragon stepped forward to help Reiko, unarmed, but was also shot and killed by the guard. A civilian by the name of Ravn, who later claimed to have been hit by an arrow of Sion's, fired upon the guard as well before being killed by him as well.

It is important to note that the guard, Sion, shot to kill with no attempt to incapacitate instead. Sergeant Thekla was present at the scene and commanded Sion to stand down, which he ignored. After the conflict concluded, the Sergeant then ordered him into the barracks which he continued to ignore, threatening the crowd that had gathered to disperse. Eventually, the Sergeant had the guard follow her into the barracks and the slain were successfully raised and healed.

The Press Gang reached out to both General Flamma and the Ministry of Justice for their statement regarding the events. An investigation has begun to look into the situation and no official punishment will be given until the truth is found.

The Press Gang also reached out to Christian Kalloron who declined to comment.

Day 25, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Arvalie ===
Alter: "So, Arvalie. Thanks for having me here. Can you tell us a little bit about yourself for those of our readers who have yet to meet you?"

Arvalie: "Oh, yes. We are being the Arvalie, a gloaming. We are also one of the soldiers of the Cordor, too. "We are being born in the underdark, but we have come to live in the land of the sun."

Alter: "What made you want to leave the underdark and live on the surface?"

Arvalie: "The Underdark is having the drow, it is also being like living in the sewers of the world. All of the bad things go there, the worst of the monsters and the most evil of creatures. But the surface is not like this- it is having many pretty flowers and trees and the forests smell good and the world is being free. The sky reminds us of this."

Alter: "Was there any event in particular that made you want to leave the underdark or just a culmination of living down there?"

Arvalie: "... Yes, the human we are loving is betraying us in the worst of ways. She is falling to the evil and accepting that she is the monster, we will not let this one be a part of the life we will live."

Alter: "Are you comfortable with sharing who this person is or should we continue on?"

Arvalie: "She is dead to us now, her name will be forgotten like the pain she causes to the world."

Alter: "Of course. And when you left the underdark and came to the surface, what did you do first?"

Arvalie: "The first time we came to the surface we sat on the hill in the rain and the dark, we sat here beneath the tree and listened to all of the things. It was beautiful, we think."

Alter: "Was there any particular sensation you enjoyed the most? Maybe a sound, a scent, or a taste?"

Arvalie: "It was the smell, everything was smelling... Nice, it was not like the pits of slaves or the rotting mushrooms, it was like the flowers."

Alter: "And after all of that, where did you go from there?"

Arvalie: "We visited the Bendir but we were too scared to go inside, there were many of the soldiers when we walked to this place. We walked around until we found the Cordor, one of the humans helped us to do this."

Alter: "What was your first thought of the city and it's people?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We had many of the funny thoughts, we thought that the tallest humans would be the ones who are being in charge. They must be the strongest ones, yes? But the Cordor was being very kind to us, it did not care we were coming from the dark places of the world. It was treating us as the person, giving us the chances to live free in the land of the sun."

Alter: "Heh, it must have been surprising to find out that the city was led by the shortest human. I'm glad you enjoyed staying here, I know a lot of people have enjoyed your presence as well."

Arvalie: "Oho... This is being the kind thing to say, but yes- we still do not know why the humans are building so high when they cannot reach the tops of their buildings. We think the dwarves are getting this right."

Alter: "And what did you do while you settled into the city? If I remember correctly, you fought against the underdarkers many times, correct?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we have killed many of the drow and many of the pirates. We are doing this with many of the other ones, it is making these hunts into the easy thing. They are being too brave and for this, they die."

Alter: "And eventually, you became a guard. What made you want to do so?"

Arvalie: "We did this because we wanted to be protecting the place the Mala was living."

Alter: "You and Mala share a special bond, yes? Like family?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we are being told by the gnomed one we can be picking family. We picked her and she was picking us, she is being like the younger sister to us."

Alter: "How has your career been with the guards so far? Do you enjoy working as a guard?"

Arvalie: "We have been enjoying our time with the soldiers, yes. They are treating us well and we are being able to keep the Cordor safe from the bad ones, we are happy with this."

Alter: "Do you plan to stay with the guards for a while? Maybe one day become General Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We do not think we can be the general, this is not who we are being. But we will stay with the soldiers for the long time we think, we are not seeing any reasons why we would stop."

Alter: "Ah, a shame. I would love to see all the recruits and guards salute while calling you 'General Arvalie'. Do you have any plans or goals in the future outside of the guards?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We would like to have the salutes but this is not the path for us- We are being the house decorator and the artist, we like to do these things when we are having the spare time. Maybe one day we will become the famous artist."

Alter: "Oh, I'd love to see that as well. What kind of art do you create?"

Arvalie: "The paintings mostly, we are having some of these hanging in our homes and some of the others, too. We do the statues but less often."

Alter: "And what about when you're not on duty or working on your art. Is there any hobby or pastime you enjoy?"

Arvalie: "We like to do the sailing, sometimes we will go and explore the places but we are usually being the very busy one. It is only being when the sun is out that we are having time, which we spend in the bed or doing the art."

Alter: "Does your aversion of the sunlight make it difficult for you? Especially considering that most surfacers are out during the day and sleeping at night."

Arvalie: "Yes, the sun is giving us the challenges. When we first came to the land of the sun we were being burned by this often and would lay in the bed making the whining noises but we are getting better at avoiding this."

Alter: "Oh, yes. Please do avoid situations that would force you to lay in bed and make whining noises. Do you ever wish you could one day walk under the sun without any harm to you?"

Arvalie: "We would like to do this but we are glad for the time in the dark we are having, the day is being too bright even if it did not burn us... We do not understand why the people do not sleep during the day still, the night is being quiet and calm and nice, the day is not any of these."

Alter: "Mm, I think it's because most people can't see in the dark as well as you and I. They tend to bump around in the dark, like little kittens."

Arvalie: "Oho... The baby cats are being very cute, they are having our eyes too."

Alter: "Any plans for a pet one day? Maybe a cat or a dog. Or even a bird."

Arvalie: "We are having the pet already, it is being called the Beebles."

Alter: "Beebles? What kind of pet is Beebles?"

At this point, Arvalie reached into her dress and pulled out a rat, waving it towards me. The rat wobbled around, having accepted it's fate.

Arvalie: "The Beebles is the rat, he is stupid but this is being okay. We care for him anyway."

Alter: "Nice to meet you, Mister Beebles."

Arvalie: "We have had the Beebles for the many years now, he is being the good one."

Alter: "... How long does a rat live for?"

Arvalie: "We do not know, he is being maybe twelve of the years old now? So at least twelve of the years."

Alter: "Hm. Well, I think we should start wrapping up this interview soon. Do you have anything else you would like to talk about yourself or say to our reader?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we want to tell the people that sometimes bad things are happening. Sometimes they are walking the wrong path and things are not feeling good- It is not being too late for them to ask for the help, they can always ask this of us."

Alter: "Well said. And before we end it here, I would like to ask you one last question I always ask in my interviews."

Arvalie: "He can ask this of us."

Alter: "If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

Arvalie: "The one word? This is being hard, the people are being many things. But we will pick... We will say that we are being fair, this is us. The fair one."

Alter: "In both personality and appearance."

Arvalie: "Oho..."

Alter: "Well, thank you for having me, Arvalie."

Arvalie: "We thank him for the questions, we are sorry if we are not giving the strongest of the answers. The common is not being our first tongue."

Alter: "I think the way you answer is unique to you. It is what makes you, you."

Arvalie: "It is being hard to do the poetic things in the common, but we are trying."

Alter: "Well, it's a good thing I'm not much one for poetry."

Arvalie: "We like this, sometimes we are being jealous of the ones who can speak the common well. It is helping them to be winning the hearts of the people, we think."

Alter: "Hm, maybe. To be honest, I think the way you speak is endearing."

Arvalie: "Oho... He is thinking so? We are glad for this, maybe this is why the people are laughing when we are saying we are the menacing one."

Alter: "Maybe. How did you learn common? Did someone teach you or did you study with books?"

Arvalie: "We were being taught most of this by the parents, we practiced some of this with the humans who were living below, too."

Alter: "What are your parents like, Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Oh, they were being good at many of the things. They taught us how to be surviving on our own before we were the adult, they even picked our first name before we were old enough to decide we were the Arvalie."

Alter: "Can I ask what your first name was? And why you chose the name Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Our first name was being the Trixis'narr, we chose the Arvalie because we liked the way it was sounding. It is being the pleasant word in our mouth, we think."

Alter: "Arvalie does sound nice. But it was a pleasure being able to speak with you and I think a lot of people will enjoy reading about you!"

Day 25, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter IV ===
City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club, The Secret Underground Meeting Room
 Eleasis 15th, 183 AR
 09:30 PM

"Well then," the Doctor leisurely looked away from the doors, savoring the moment. "Enough talk. Here and now we will bring the entire archipelago to its knees!"
 The Dr. Coincidence's pointing finger darted towards the wearers of the magical robes sitting nearby: "You there, establish a communication channel with the secret Axehold Accords meeting room! Immediately!" she demanded.
 "Perhaps..." the Treasurer tried to intervene, but a quick glance from the Doctor was enough to tell him that it would be easier to get a badger to give way in a tight hole than to argue with her now.
 The magicians began to cast a spell, and soon vague images began to appear in the center of the hall, which began to take on the outlines of furniture and people. Soon, those present began to distinguish fragments of individual phrases, and at the other end, still vague figures, began to turn towards the table at which the conspirators had gathered.
 "The spell has stabilized, mistress," reported the senior sorceress as the vision took the form of a well-lit, luxurious hall with an expensive oak table in the foreground. The representatives of the Kingdoms of the Arelith archipelago were sitting at the table, surrounded by an army of guards. All the attention of the rulers was riveted to the figure of the Doctor.
 "Charming," the Doctor replied to the wizards with satisfaction. Then deliberately slowly she turned towards the Axehold Accords. All the supreme rulers of civil governments were there: the Chancellor of Cordor dressed in gold and black, the High Sheriff of Guldorand in battle uniform, the Coronal of Myon in the traditional white and blue robes of the followers of Corellon. Looking closely at the picture, she also made out the Thane of the dwarves, clad in heavy armor studded with large rubies, and the Mayor of the Bendir Dale in an elegant emerald dress. She gave them a haughty look before she spoke.
 "Gentlemen, my name is Doctor Coincidence," she said, baring her teeth at her involuntary listeners. "Soon, you may find that your Kings, High Councils, and even your precious Dragon," she glanced at the overly defiantly grinning dwarf in the crown, "might begin to implement policies similar to those currently pursued by the King of Cordor."
 Before she could finish, the echo of a heart-rending scream caught her attention. "Oh no! Anyway," Dr. Coincidence thought smugly to herself as she turned back to the Accords.
 Those sitting at the Doctor's table kept looking at her in anticipation, mentally patting her on the shoulder. Soon, much to the delight of the villains, the Doctor spoke again, riveting their attention to the truly priceless reactions of the members of the Accords.
 The previously skeptical-looking representatives of the nations exchanged thoughtful glances. An alarmed whisper swept through the hall. Everyone has already heard about what happened in Cordor. Many expected that the hero of the occasion would soon appear.
 "If this woman is telling the truth, we will be facing the threat of an archipelago-sized civil war," the mayor of the Bendir Dale mused.
 Thane Greenfield of Brogendenstein couldn't help but notice the worry on her face. He leaned towards the hin as far as his armor would allow: "I can say three things with certainty, Nia. First, whoever this witch is, something drives her crazy. Secondly, she is not bluffing. And thirdly, we defeated more serious enemies in the past, - we will beat this one too!" he whispered smirking and gently pushing her with his gauntlet. Nia squinted her eyes to the side in embarrassment.
 "Look, it looks like the witch wants to say something else, huh" he pointed to the illusion in front of them, which was an enlarged version of a statuesque woman with glowing eyes. She was holding some kind of animal, at the sight of which Nia nodded approvingly and even cheered up a little.
 Indeed, Dr. Coincidence briefly enjoyed the effect of the opening speech and briskly continued the onslaught: "If you want to avoid such an unenviable fate, you will pay me one hundred million gold!" The little finger of Doctor's left hand had already begun to spontaneously wind the curls of her luxurious red hair.
 In response, from different parts of the table came low whispers, languid mutterings and other sounds of gears unhurriedly spinning in people's heads. However, at that moment, a vague shadow wedged itself into the picture. The Doctor leaned slightly to the side, causing representatives of the Accords to see a gigantic apparition of a badger. Through thunderous snores of the beast they managed to hear spell-twisted snippets of "House...only for the last quarter...from the budget of Cordor...". Then the shadow disappeared as quickly as it had appeared before. The image of a woman once again turned her shining gaze to them. This time there was a hint of annoyance on her face.
 "You will pay one BILLION gold," she snarled.
 The hall instantly exploded with noise. There were accusations that the amount of the ransom was unjustified. Someone has already tried to bargain. Nia noticed how, taking advantage of everyone's confusion, the Sheriff of Guldorand barely turned his head, whispering to the dark green cloaked elven figure behind him. Nia blinked; the figure disappeared; the sheriff looked straight ahead again as if nothing had happened.
 Greenfield sighed, stood up, took out a gun from under his desk and shot at the ceiling. A ringing silence filled the room. A small chunk of lime landed measuredly on the heads of the Accords to the accompaniment of crumbling bricks.
 The Dwarf noted how the Doctor clung to her title. "The girl must have spent years at the Zhenta-folk Medical Academy, eh? She would not have allowed herself to be called simply MISS," he thought to himself, not bothering to pay attention to the people trying to take his weapon from him.
 "Listen, DOCTOR Coincidence," he began soothingly. "It's not that we turned down your very sensible offer, but why do you need such a sum at all? There must be things much more interesting to you than gold" the dwarf was clearly cunning. "Tell us, what do you really want, lass"
 A faint shudder ran across the Doctor's face. "What I desire, you and your kind cannot give," she replied dryly. The Doctor closed her shining eyes for a moment, visibly lowering the level of light in the hall. When the lighting again began to exceed the normal, steel notes were heard in the Doctor's voice: "You have. One. Week," she pinned the leaders of the settlements. "In seven days either I get the gold, or I'll take your whole world from you!"
 "Moradin is my witness and my judge, - I wanted to settle things in a good way," the thane slowly straightened up and akimbo. "We have a local joke here," he began calmly. "Can a ram eat ten haystacks at a time?" he looked around the room rhetorically for an answer. "Of course he can, but who will give them to him?" he laughed shortly and loudly, looking directly into the eyes of the Doctor, who, judging by the changed color of her face, was about to burst into flames. "You won't get a coin, not a sin'le gem from us! How do you like that, MISSY?!" he roared and repeatedly fired at the illusion.
 When the ripples on the surface of the Doctor's phantom ceased, her face had already returned to its usual pale hue. "So you have chosen death," came the Doctor's measured words. The beast in her arms snorted arrogantly. Then the mirage faded.
 Dr. Coincidence exhaled loudly. Enthusiastic applause came from all sides. Many got up from their seats and already began to gather around their savior.
 The Doctor raised her hand asking for silence. "Friends, comrades, remember this day, for it marks our victory!" she said solemnly, but nevertheless coldly. "And now," she pointed to the platform with the portal behind them, "I ask you all to be my guests. This ley will take you to my Laboratory. There we will begin the practical part of OUR plan," she summed up a little more enthusiastically.
 Convinced that the cheering crowd was following its intended course, the Doctor turned to face the Treasurer, who appeared to be about to rush out of the room.
 "I'll ask you to stay, my slippery friend," she growled low, forcibly turning him around with a single hand. "Who do you think you are? Greedy, puny, how did you even become the leader of your House? We still wouldn't stop what we started, but we could at the same time rob those dupes!" At these words, the Doctor's pet, nestled comfortably on her chest, squinted accusingly at the Treasurer.
 She spat on the floor in annoyance, then pulled him close to her face. "Decide already - you are either with us or against us!" The badger hissed sharply, echoing the tone of his mistress. The Treasurer lowered his eyes, staring in horror at the wild animal.
 "My eyes. Are. Up. Here," she strictly roused him.
 "Make sure there's no trace," Doctor then nodded towards the room with the predatory fish, finally releasing the camisole of the purple-faced Treasurer. "And then go back to the lab, we have a lot of work to do," Dr. Coincidence said a little more calmly.
 The half-orc swallowed nervously.
 "Yes, Doctor," was all the Treasurer could manage.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 "Wait, is that all? But what happened to Kitara and Hald? Were they eaten or not? You promised what you would say in the next chapter!"
 Well, I didn't mention exactly the NEXT chapter, and yet if you really want to see Kitara and Hald again, you'll have to pay me... with your attention to Chapter V of the story!

Day 14, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 "Wildarse"

=== The Monthly Catch - Tropical Mossfin, Kelpy Quandry ===
I hear a lot of people wondering where the best places to come across kelp are, as it has some value in cooking various tasty things. As most know, kelp grows in water, often in the ocean and sometimes in fresh water as well. And sometimes it gets snagged on your hook.

There is also a little known fish called the Tropical Mossfin which has green and kelp like fins. These fins can be harvested, if one is deft with a knife, and then can be used just like regular kelp. Neat!

By the name, it's clear that these watery creatures live in warmer areas. In fact, I myself have caught some of these on the jungle coasts around the Crows Nest.

Once again, I asked our local fishing expert, Haster the Fishmonger, for some insight into these peculiar pisceans.

He had this to say;
 "Oy nah, yeah. Them be a right trek to catch, from 'ere anyway. Sure ya can catch 'em in the warm coastal waters. But jus' inland there's a nice swampy pool. Locals call it the Gulch. Loads o' the Mossfins in there. Jus' watch out fer lizard folk."

So there you have it, dear readers, the best place to catch some kelpy fish. Thankfully there are no kelpies on Arelith.

Day 23, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 "Fee Sherman"

=== BREAKING NEWS: AMN RESPONDS TO WATERDHAVIAN NAVY ===
As many of you may have already seen, the Waterdhavian Navy has arrived in the fortress city of Guldorand. A fleet of twenty-five ships, five or six ship-of-the-lines, and two thousand soldiers are currently stationed in the city. Admiral Hornwynd of the Lords' Alliance claims that the force is only present to protect Waterdhavian interests along the trade routes to Maztica and to protect the citizens of Guldorand from Amnian aggression.

Our inside source confirms that the Amnian Navy is sending Admiral Roman Talazar with a fleet to size in response to the perceived aggression of the Lords' Alliance. Admiral Talazar is the prot g of Admiral Hern n, who sailed the Grand Ballena in the attack against Wharftown. The Amnian Council is also in direct contact with General Cordell of Maztica in hopes of bringing the Golden Legion, numbering at over six hundred legionnaires, to the Arelith isles as reinforcements.

Attempts at diplomacy have come to a standstill as the Lords' Alliance continues to ignore the diplomatic envoy sent from Amn. Additionally, an attempted breaking and entering of the Ambassador's quarters in the Amnian Embassy has taken place only a few nights prior. While the perpetrator is unknown and still at large, our inside source states that Admiral Hornwynd's reputation precedes him as a man who "gets the job done, come what way".

The arrival of the Lords' Alliance fleet is seen as an implicit threat to Amnian trade routes and an attempt to make a statement of force -- or war. The Arelith isles are seen as an important trade route as without the isles, any voyage from the Sword Coast to Maztica would be tenfold more dangerous and costly. As the Lords' Alliance had almost single-handedly funded the entirety of Guldorand during it's settlement, this is believed to be an agenda that has long been in the works, with the recent conflict in Maztica only serving as a farce to hide hostile intentions.

It is also believed that the Iron Throne will likely ally with the Waterdhavian Navy to protect interests in the city while the current stance of the Merchant Navy, who captains the flagship of Guldorand, is currently unknown. Finally, to end this report, the Press Gang leaves an excerpt from the interview with our inside source.

A: "... Do you think something like Wharftown will happen again?"

I: "... If you'd ask me that question last time we spoke I'd laugh it off as fear-mongerin'. Now? ...I ain't laughin'."

Day 13, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== The Press Gang 1/12/177 ===
Hello, everyone! It's Chief Editor Alter Kim here with the latest issue of the Press Gang! Now, this issue may have been published a bit early but that's because the news we have for you today is that much more important. As some of you may have heard, there has been a massacre of New-Waterhavian settlers in Maztica, with over two hundred dead. You might be wondering what that has to do with the people of Arelith, but the reprecussions of this is something the entirety of the isles will soon feel. Read more about it in "Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith"!

Additionally, we have a submission by a concerned individual regarding the recent changes to the public space of the Cordor town square that many of the public seems to agree with. We also have an interview with our very own Gwendolyn Gallowmere, the magistrate of Cordor, and "Lady Silverhair" a drowess and follower of Eilistraee. Last but not least, we have the third chapter of "From Cordor with Love" by our lovely "Wildarse" and a new article on the rare Blink Carp!

INVESTIGATIVE:
 Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith (By Alter Kim)

INFORMATIVE:
 The Monthly Catch (By Fee Sherman)

LETTER TO THE EDITOR:
 The Loss of Public Space (By Concerned)

INTERVIEWS:
 An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere (By Alter Kim)
 An Interview with Lady Silverhair (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT:
 From Cordor With Love CHAPTER III (By Wildarse)

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith ===
Recently, there have been news that a community of New-Waterdavian settlers in Maztica were found dead with over two hundred Waterdavians killed in the bloody massacre. Open Lord Piergerion of the Lord's Alliance of Waterdeep has vowed that justice will be done upon the responsible once found. But the truth of the matter is that the city of Waterdeep is already fully aware of who is responsible for the attack. According to an inside source, this conflict is the latest in the territorial dispute of Waterdeep attempting to force their way into Amnian-held colonies. The Waterdavian people have been rallying up the Lord's Alliance for retaliation and the inside source confirms that the city is sending a huge part of their navy to the Arelith isles.

While this may seem inconsequential, the act has many ramifications throughout the isles. Half of the Founder's Council of Guldorand are representatives from the Lord's Alliance of Waterdeep and home to the Iron Throne, who owns the largest naval fleet around the Arelith isles at over twenty ships. On the other hand, the city of Cordor is allied with the nation of Amn and lacks any official naval force with the Leviathan rarely leaving the docks. Additionally, our inside source confirms that the Amnian naval forces' presence is nowhere as prominent as it had been in the past. Tensions have been high between the city of Waterdeep and the nation of Amn, and there are even whispers that war may break out with the isles of Arelith as the battlefield.

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== The Loss of Public Space ===
As many of the people of Cordor may have noticed already, on the tenth day of Uktar the furnishings of Cordor square had all been taken away. The only thing left behind was a sign promoting the Rivorndir mystery ball and a sign by Lady Hannah Stormwind. Lady Stormwind stated that she had been tasked with the reorganization of the public space and had removed all of the furnishings to the corner of the barracks. She plans to have eight statues built to decorate the public square instead, one of the king, one of Cordoria, and six of "emotions or virtues".

Now, I am all for the occasional re-organization of the square. No one wants the public space to be cluttered with outdated signs and whatnot. But to take every furnishing, some that have been donated to help the people of Cordor and newcomer adventurers alike, to make room for eight statues seems a bit too much. And if reorganizing the public space is the goal, shouldn't public opinion be an important factor of the project as well?

Already, I've seen many people complain about the removal of the tent stall that acted as the only protection against the rain in the square. The chair and desk that has been the site of many business deals and guard recruitment has gone missing as well. Not only that, signs and boards belonging to the Trade Ministry have been taken by Lady Stormwind as well. While the idea behind the renovation is respectable, the execution is a bit... sloppy.

Also, Lady Stormwind is a new recruit to the guards and a newcomer to the city. While I applaud her desire to better the city and her initiative in proposing the changes, I wonder if she alone is the best fit for this task. Many of the furnishings that were taken have quite the history and attachment to many people that someone new to the city would not understand. The aforementioned chair and desk was placed by one of the previous chancellors and have remained in place for over a year. The stall was the site of the Goldenhorn business, one of the most prominent businesses in aiding newcomers and veterans alike.

Instead, the space is to be taken by statues. I do have to wonder, is that really the best use of the public space? Statues are nice and all but lack a functional purpose to aid the public. Wouldn't the city hall or the museum be a better spot for these statues? Instead of barrels offering supplies to adventurers, locations for businesses, and shelter from the rain, are we to stand about in the square looking at statues?

But I've written enough. I think many people share my sentiment. Ask around and you'll hear the same from many. I hope the government takes this chance to try and ascertain what the public wants before attempting to implement any drastic changes. If any of you agree or disagree and wish to share your sentiments, please contact the Chief Editor, Alter Kim, and he will let me know!

Day 26, Month 11 (Uktar), 177 AR
 Concerned

=== An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere ===
Month 5, Day 2, 177 AR

A: "So Miss Gwen, thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today! Is there any particular reason you accepted?"

G: "Oh-Uh. Nope."

A: "Heh, well thank you anyways. So, you act as the legal aide to the Justiciar. Is there any particular reason you wanted the job?"

G: "When I first got here, there was a guy murdering people, right? That OV guy. Well, he dropped two bodies on me while I was returning from writ-work, and the guard thought I was involved and they got real mad and angry at me. Suppose when I heard there was a job open, I wanted to make sure innocent people weren't getting blamed for things like that."

A: "So you're looking out for the little guy... figuratively speaking."

G: "Sorta. Kinda. I also firmly believe that people who do commit wrong-doings should be punished properly. And I get to learn and see all sorts about the history of the city, that's a bonus."

A: "I was there when you recited the legal codes to Thomas to prove your worth. I have to say it was quite impressive. Did you spend a lot of time reading legal codes even before becoming an aide?"

G: "Yep! I remember everything as it happened, Nana said it was a gift. So learning the written word is really easy when there's a bookshelf full of laws. And, y'know. Ignorance of the law isn't an excuse to break it, which happens often.."

A: "That must be a very useful gift in your current occupation. What about your previous occupation? What did you do before becoming a legal aide?"

G: "Freelance Clown, duh- Traveled with my family performing, came here alone because Nana said it was a good place to learn more."

A: "Do you ever miss your old job?"

G: "Still do it, just don't do it with my pin on."

A: "Ah, really? You must be busy with two different occupations."

G: "Mhm, took a job with the Clover. Gonna perform there sometimes. I miss doing it constantly, but it really takes a considerable amount of effort to appear unphased and optimistic constantly."

A: ?What about when you're not working as a legal aide or elsewhere? Is there anything you like to do in your free time?"

G: "Hm, no, don't think so. Most of my free time is spent reading the history of the isles. Sometimes I walk in nature, but that's about it."

A: "What about food and drink? Is there any particular food or drink you like to enjoy when things get tiring for you?"

G: "Oh, I'm super boring. There's nothing better than simple spring water. But food, I don't know about that one."

A: "You don't have a type of food you like? Maybe a childhood dish or something new you tried?"

G: "I'll eat anything, couldn't be fussy in Chondalwood. If we were eating grubs and worms for dinner, that's what we got."

A: "Can you tell me a bit about Chondalwood? I'm somewhat of a newcomer from the far east so I'm not too familiar with the place."

G: "Oh, it's a real big forest in the interior of Faerun. Full of satyrs and treants and wild elves. See, my Nana is a Ghostwise, so she was born there proper. I don't really know what a Ghostwise is, but I know I'm not one."

A: "You mentioned your Nana quite a few times. She must be someone important to you. Can you tell us a bit about her?"

G: "Mhm, she's super important! She was a councilor, and she was the best shadow dancer I've ever seen!"

A: "And what about friends? Do you have someone you consider as your closest friend? Someone who has always been by your side?"

G: "Oh, no. Not really. I guess, people here are friendly.. I guess Flamma is a friend, he's real nice to me always for no reason. Think I put some people off, they take everything I say too seriously."

A: "Hmm, really? Maybe the reputation of being a legal aide can be intimidating for some. Do you feel people treat you differently since you joined?"

G: "No, don't think so. Maybe that's half the problem, they don't get that Mischief is just an act. It's all just jokes, right? I don't actually think hins are all shoeless weirdos, but it's funny to say it. And when that kinda joke comes directly from a hin? That's like, a double punchline."

A: "I get what you mean. Tell us about Gwen then. If you had to describe Gwen in three words, what would it be?"

G: "Three words? Uh- Sarcastic. Diligent? Aaand.. Studious."

A: "Now let me ask you a hypothetical question. If you had to describe an ideal day, what would the day be like for you?"

G: "Oh, any day that a carnival is going is the ideal day. The music and the fun and the laughter, nothing beats that."

A: "Is there any particular attraction you like most?

G: "I'm usually performing at those, so I'm biased to say the stage."

A: "Let's talk about the future now. So currently you work as a legal aide and performer. Are you content with where you are right now or is there a bigger position that you are aiming for?"

G: "It'd be nice to keep working and become a full fledged Magistrate. But I'm pretty content with my station."

A: "What about your legacy? In times to come, what would you like to be remembered for most?"

G: "Ooh, a legacy? No, don't really think about that. I've no illusions about myself, I'm more than likely going to be forgotten by time, that's fine with me. Oh, I'd also like to work with the King directly, to get that kinda station would be both memorable AND exciting."

A: "Ha, I don't think that's something that could be forgotten. But every big thing starts small! Let's take a peek into the daily routine of Gwen-"

A: "When you wake up, do you have a morning routine you like to follow?"

G: "Well, skipping over boring things like washing and eating, I usually head straight to the library first thing. I can normally find a book for studying, then I see if Thomas or the Guards need anything."

A: "Do you study a book a day?"

G: "Usually, yeah."

A: "What's today's book of study then?"

G: "An Elven Phrasebook. Likely to be my book for a while, at least until I learn the language."

A: "Any particular reason you chose to learn Elven?"

G: "Seems to be one of the most spoken languages here, and considering how many wild elves I know back home, it makes sense to learn it properly."

A: "And what about a bedtime routine? Anything you like to do to wind down for the day?"

G: "Usually offer a prayer to Brandobaris, and thank Tymora for another fortunate day."

A: "Well, that's pretty much all the questions I have for you today. Before we end though, is there anything you would like to say to the readers?"

G: "Hm. I don't think so. I haven't got much in the way of grand statements, maybe just, there's nothing wrong with not being good at everything. Sometimes it's best to just be comfortable with yourself, most things kinda fall into place when you think like that."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to be interviewed today. I think a lot of people would be interested in reading about you!"

Day 11, Month 5 (Mirtul), 177 AR
 Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere ===
Month 5, Day 2, 177 AR

A: "So Miss Gwen, thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today! Is there any particular reason you accepted?"

G: "Oh-Uh. Nope."

A: "Heh, well thank you anyways. So, you act as the legal aide to the Justiciar. Is there any particular reason you wanted the job?"

G: "When I first got here, there was a guy murdering people, right? That OV guy. Well, he dropped two bodies on me while I was returning from writ-work, and the guard thought I was involved and they got real mad and angry at me. Suppose when I heard there was a job open, I wanted to make sure innocent people weren't getting blamed for things like that."

A: "So you're looking out for the little guy... figuratively speaking."

G: "Sorta. Kinda. I also firmly believe that people who do commit wrong-doings should be punished properly. And I get to learn and see all sorts about the history of the city, that's a bonus."

A: "I was there when you recited the legal codes to Thomas to prove your worth. I have to say it was quite impressive. Did you spend a lot of time reading legal codes even before becoming an aide?"

G: "Yep! I remember everything as it happened, Nana said it was a gift. So learning the written word is really easy when there's a bookshelf full of laws. And, y'know. Ignorance of the law isn't an excuse to break it, which happens often.."

A: "That must be a very useful gift in your current occupation. What about your previous occupation? What did you do before becoming a legal aide?"

G: "Freelance Clown, duh- Traveled with my family performing, came here alone because Nana said it was a good place to learn more."

A: "Do you ever miss your old job?"

G: "Still do it, just don't do it with my pin on."

A: "Ah, really? You must be busy with two different occupations."

G: "Mhm, took a job with the Clover. Gonna perform there sometimes. I miss doing it constantly, but it really takes a considerable amount of effort to appear unphased and optimistic constantly."

A: ?What about when you're not working as a legal aide or elsewhere? Is there anything you like to do in your free time?"

G: "Hm, no, don't think so. Most of my free time is spent reading the history of the isles. Sometimes I walk in nature, but that's about it."

A: "What about food and drink? Is there any particular food or drink you like to enjoy when things get tiring for you?"

G: "Oh, I'm super boring. There's nothing better than simple spring water. But food, I don't know about that one."

A: "You don't have a type of food you like? Maybe a childhood dish or something new you tried?"

G: "I'll eat anything, couldn't be fussy in Chondalwood. If we were eating grubs and worms for dinner, that's what we got."

A: "Can you tell me a bit about Chondalwood? I'm somewhat of a newcomer from the far east so I'm not too familiar with the place."

G: "Oh, it's a real big forest in the interior of Faerun. Full of satyrs and treants and wild elves. See, my Nana is a Ghostwise, so she was born there proper. I don't really know what a Ghostwise is, but I know I'm not one."

A: "You mentioned your Nana quite a few times. She must be someone important to you. Can you tell us a bit about her?"

G: "Mhm, she's super important! She was a councilor, and she was the best shadow dancer I've ever seen!"

A: "And what about friends? Do you have someone you consider as your closest friend? Someone who has always been by your side?"

G: "Oh, no. Not really. I guess, people here are friendly.. I guess Flamma is a friend, he's real nice to me always for no reason. Think I put some people off, they take everything I say too seriously."

A: "Hmm, really? Maybe the reputation of being a legal aide can be intimidating for some. Do you feel people treat you differently since you joined?"

G: "No, don't think so. Maybe that's half the problem, they don't get that Mischief is just an act. It's all just jokes, right? I don't actually think hins are all shoeless weirdos, but it's funny to say it. And when that kinda joke comes directly from a hin? That's like, a double punchline."

A: "I get what you mean. Tell us about Gwen then. If you had to describe Gwen in three words, what would it be?"

G: "Three words? Uh- Sarcastic. Diligent? Aaand.. Studious."

A: "Now let me ask you a hypothetical question. If you had to describe an ideal day, what would the day be like for you?"

G: "Oh, any day that a carnival is going is the ideal day. The music and the fun and the laughter, nothing beats that."

A: "Is there any particular attraction you like most?

G: "I'm usually performing at those, so I'm biased to say the stage."

A: "Let's talk about the future now. So currently you work as a legal aide and performer. Are you content with where you are right now or is there a bigger position that you are aiming for?"

G: "It'd be nice to keep working and become a full fledged Magistrate. But I'm pretty content with my station."

A: "What about your legacy? In times to come, what would you like to be remembered for most?"

G: "Ooh, a legacy? No, don't really think about that. I've no illusions about myself, I'm more than likely going to be forgotten by time, that's fine with me. Oh, I'd also like to work with the King directly, to get that kinda station would be both memorable AND exciting."

A: "Ha, I don't think that's something that could be forgotten. But every big thing starts small! Let's take a peek into the daily routine of Gwen-"

A: "When you wake up, do you have a morning routine you like to follow?"

G: "Well, skipping over boring things like washing and eating, I usually head straight to the library first thing. I can normally find a book for studying, then I see if Thomas or the Guards need anything."

A: "Do you study a book a day?"

G: "Usually, yeah."

A: "What's today's book of study then?"

G: "An Elven Phrasebook. Likely to be my book for a while, at least until I learn the language."

A: "Any particular reason you chose to learn Elven?"

G: "Seems to be one of the most spoken languages here, and considering how many wild elves I know back home, it makes sense to learn it properly."

A: "And what about a bedtime routine? Anything you like to do to wind down for the day?"

G: "Usually offer a prayer to Brandobaris, and thank Tymora for another fortunate day."

A: "Well, that's pretty much all the questions I have for you today. Before we end though, is there anything you would like to say to the readers?"

G: "Hm. I don't think so. I haven't got much in the way of grand statements, maybe just, there's nothing wrong with not being good at everything. Sometimes it's best to just be comfortable with yourself, most things kinda fall into place when you think like that."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to be interviewed today. I think a lot of people would be interested in reading about you!"

Day 11, Month 5 (Mirtul), 177 AR
 Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Lady Silverhair ===
A: "Tell me about yourself Lady Silverhair. Or whatever parts you are comfortable sharing with our readers."

S: "Please understand this is difficult to talk about."

A: "Of course. Whatever you feel safe talking about."

S: "I grew up in a small village. I won't say where exactly, but life was cruel. If you were not a priestess, you were nearly just a slave. I helped my mother clean the kitchens, and halls of one of the Higher Houses in the town. It was a simple life though I loved my family and working. However when my Mother accidently misspoke to one of the priestesses, they killed her. On the spot. No, warning, no emotion. I was left there, standing in shock. The priestess then knelt beside me and told me: 'Lolth be praised.' Lolth be praised? As if she was doing me a service.."

A: "Is this a common occurrence in the Underdark?"

S: "Yes. If you're not a priestess of at least equal standing, your life is forfeit as seen fit. I was made to clean up the mess that was left.. 'It makes you stronger, hardens your heart,' they told me... But I will never be like them. I collected what few belongings I had left, then ran away. I remember wandering the Underdark for what felt like cycles... almost getting eaten a few times because of my curious nature. Eventually I would be saved by a drow, his name was Haddal. He asked what I was doing all by myself, wandering aimlessly. I had told him what happened, and that I would never be like them. And instead of slaying me, he offered me a hand and asked if I had heard of the Dark Maiden."

S: "He would train me. Taught me how to fight. How to survive on my own. The teachings of the dancing lady. And when I was old enough, he brought me to the surface. It was a day I will never forget. Looking up and seeing the night sky. How green the leaves were. The singing of the birds... it felt almost nonexistent. He told me not to wander too far, but I did not listen. I was enthralled. A place not touched by the spider queen. A place of peace, of love. I wandered too far from Haddal and accidentally stumbled onto the open road. A caravan stopped, seeing me. Throwing things and brandishing a blade calling me drow-filth."

S: "I tried to state my intentions however no one can trust the word of a drow. They attacked me... and I had to wound two of them before I fled. I found Haddal and cried. He lectured me on straying too far. But he told me one day we will be welcomed on the surface. Free as every other race. Human, elf, halfling. We just have to wait, and let them know we are out there."

A: "And that's why you sought me?"

S: "Yes, we have to let them know that not each of us are monsters. That we can be redeemed. I'm not sure how many will believe you, or me. They might even call you a sympathizer or a fool and that I am trying to trick you. But as long as one person is given hope, we have done something today."

A: "And what became of Haddal?"

S: "Years later, Haddal would be killed trying to free more people like me. I promised I would carry on his work."

A: "I see. I'm sorry. Do you carry on his work alone or are there others like you?"

S: "For now... it's just me. My position is dangerous, but I feel maybe someday I can turn some of the people close to me to Eilistraee."

A: "I hope this can help you in your goals. It is a noble goal."

S: "Thank you. I wish more people were as open minded as you. But I feel it will be many cycles before anything might ever be hoped to change."

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter III ===
Publisher's note:
 No animal, be it a badger, a crocodile or a shark, was harmed in the process of writing this chapter of the story.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club, The Secret Underground Meeting Room
 Eleasis 15th, 183 AR
 09:00 PM

"Why did you bring them here!?" the Treasurer immediately jumped up from his seat. In response, fragments of unintelligible explanations came from the orcs. No one seemed to be listening to them though. The Treasurer immediately caught himself and mumbled: "I beg your pardon, Doctor." He gestured with his hand, suggesting she take matters into her own hands. However, he was clearly in no hurry to get back down.
 Dr. Coincidence looked sternly at the Treasurer. She noted to herself that he was expecting intruders, but didn't bother to warn her. "Treasurer, where are your manners?" she reproached him with mock politeness. Then turned her attention to the uninvited guests.
 "Well, well, well. Just look at who decided to personally congratulate me on my birthday!" quipped the Doctor when, at her gesture, the captives were brought closer to the table. "Mister Chadley!" she answered her own question, faking a smile. "And...?" She looked pointedly at Kitara.
 "I am Kitara Twinetall," the firbolg replied. She made a restrained curtsy, to which Hald snorted approvingly.
 "Of course, Kitara, yes," she nodded. "It's nice to see a new face in our... environment," the Doctor picked the right word to which Hald threw a meaningful look at Kitara. Kitara began to feel like she was being played hard.
 Awkward thoughts began to spin in the Doctor's head: "How long did it take to plan this daring invasion? They must have come a long way and taken incredible risks to get here! It must be a shame to fall into a trap after so much effort. It would be simply unfair to just shoot them, right? RIGHT?"
 "I see something didn't go according to the plan?" she asked with the casual intonation of a badger crouching in the tall grass, preparing to jump.
 "Actually, everything is going as planned," Hald answered confidently. "In a moment we will get free from these chains and deal with all of you at once." At those words some of the outer chairs tried to look behind him to make sure the bindings were secure.
 The Doctor peered into the imperturbable faces of her captives. The moral dilemma tormented her mind mercilessly: "They are so good! They deserve much MORE..." Looking for a confirmation, she glanced at the Treasurer. The Treasurer bored her with his piggy eyes in response, and seemed to clearly understand what she was thinking. The slight shaking of his head was meant to convey a simple message to her: "Doctor, please no! No! NOOOO!"
 She shook her head. "Ha! Anyway, what does this orc understand about serious business?" she thought and then asked rhetorically: "Oh, I see you like humor, Mister Chadley?". "I also have a few tricks in store," she announced excitedly. "Get them to the water!" she called to the half-orcs, pointing in the direction of a nearby hall with a large water tank in the center. A suspended platform was located directly above the water.
 "Release the banite monk sharks!" shouted Dr. Coincidence and added leisurely, breaking into a smile and twisting a lock of her red hair on the pinky of her right hand as the prisoners were brought closer to the water: "Mister Chadley, you will notice that all the sharks have rays of light coming from their eyes. I figure every creature deserves a well lit meal!"
 "Ahem-ahem-ahem," immediately came the sound from the Treasurer, who a moment later had already pulled his chair up to the Doctor's throne, "Doctor Coincidence, it is about the sharks ..."
 Moving even closer, he began to whisper: "While you were busy at the clinic, the Soulhaven included monk sharks in the list of sacred animals. We tried to get some, but it would have taken months to clear up the red tape," he said with an expression of painful annoyance on his face, after which he hurried to take his place.
 Those sitting at the tables watched as the Doctor listened attentively to the Treasurer, nodded understandingly, and then burst out:
 "You know, I have one simple request," she addressed the assembly with deliberate patience, "and that is to have sharks with frickin red glowing eyes! Now evidently my half-orc colleague informs me that it cannot be done!" Then, after a deep sigh, she turned to the Treasurer and, with the calmness of a dire badger who had just been pulled by the tail, inquired: "What do we have?"
 "Salmon," replied the Treasurer with the face of a man who always performed his duties flawlessly and only this time he stumbled once. OBVIOUSLY it was not his mistake, but the inaccuracy of the problem statement on the part of the customer.
 For a long minute the Doctor stared into space in front of her. Not a single muscle moved in her face. The hall fell into a thunderous silence, through which those sitting closest to the room with the failed sharks could hear someone's loud whisper: "What have you got us into, Hald?! What is going on here?"
 Badger sneezed indignantly.
 "Ri-ight," the Doctor drawled, summing up the situation.
 "They are fiendish salmon," the Treasurer made a desperate attempt, "delivered from the Iron Citadel!"
 "Really?" The Doctor decided to take pity on the half-orc: "Are they fiend-pacted?"
 "Absolutely!" the Treasurer said confidently with an inner cry, clutching at the saving straw with both hands and feet.
 "That's a start. Alright," she spread her hands compromisingly. Then she turned to the three orcs, who had already chained the captives to the pole that held the platform to the ceiling: "Begin the unnecessarily slow-moving dipping mechanism!"
 One of the trio of orcs holding the captives at gunpoint pulled a lever beside him. A trapdoor slid open in the floor directly below the orc next to him. There was a receding orcish cry of "Wrong lever!", a splash, the sounds of crocodiles, then the hatch closed.
 "Why do we even have THAT lever?" Dr. Coincidence clarified with the Treasurer with displeasure. However, such a trifle could no longer spoil her mood.
 "Oh," was all the delinquent orc managed to squeeze out. At his own risk, he pulled another lever. Luckily for him, the platform with Hald and Kitara began to slowly approach the surface of the water, which had already begun to show fish activity. Kitara looked around restlessly, trying to assess the strength of the chains along the way. Hald, for his part, took a leisurely look around the platform, then watched the diabolic looking fish splashing wildly beneath it. Then he whispered to Kitara, "Do you still trust me?" In response, Kitara lifted her leg slightly to give him a painful kick, but then suddenly whispered cheerfully instead: "Yes!" She put her leg back on the platform. "Blum-bluma-blama-fuz!" the platform made an agonizing metallic sound in response. Hald's face showed the smile of a man who enjoys his work. He turned his proud chin towards Dr. Coincidence and directed his gaze directly into her eyes.
 "Close the gates!" the Doctor shouted, catching Hald's eye. "Goodbye, Mister Chadley!" she shouted at last. She gave the Treasurer a triumphant look, as if to say to him: "Watch and learn! This is how you deal with your arch-enemies!" The Treasurer tried to object to what was happening, but quickly realized that he was not being heard. Dr. Coincidence was already deep in her thoughts.
 Somewhere in the depths of the walls, powerful mechanisms began to work. The Doctor and Hald continued to look at each other.
 "What a man ..." The Doctor said voluptuously when the doors were almost closed. A little louder than she expected, which caught the Treasurer's puzzled look, who managed to hear the words over the noise of the closing mechanisms.
 The gates closed.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 Is this the end? Will Hald and Kitara become food for the fish? Common! Wildarse is not THAT wild. She can't kill the main characters of the story like this, right? RIGHT? You know where to find the answer!

Day 6, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 "Wildarse"

=== The Monthly Catch - Blink Carp; Hubris of the Arcane ===
In the past year a strange phenomenon has rippled through the fishing world, a new species of fish has appeared in and around Arelith. The Blink Carp, recognized by it's bright blue scales and greenish back stripes, it has been found almost everywhere.

This fish has an unnatural penchant for teleporting when it senses danger giving it a reputation as the bane of rookie anglers and non fishing folk alike. Some specimens are rumoured contain peculiar organs that can be used in the place of spell components. Townsfolk trade stories of fish appearing out of thin air only to flop about causing havoc in their homes, breaking pottery, knocking things over and causing a racket in the middle of the night, only to teleport away soon after.

Some investigative research has lead me to believe that the ones responsible for this locomantic piscine menace were a group of wizards who were trying to clean the isle of the thaumic waste contaminating some waterways. The waterways are indeed less thaumically contaminated these days, but as is often the case, the wizards did not stop to consider the potential consequences of their otherwise goodly actions.

I reached out to Archmage Yusmena concerning the matter, she declined to comment. So again, I asked our local fishing expert, Haster the Fishmonger, for some insight into the matter.

He had this to say;
 "Oy nah, yeah. They're tricky blighters for sure. If'n ya can get a runic hook they'll come right up, easy as pie. Some magicky adventurin' sort once told me that ya can ward the area too. Ain't really sure what 'e meant though."

So there you have it, dear readers, the secrets of the elusive Blink Carp revealed.

Happy fishing!

Day 26, Month 11 (Uktar), 177 AR
 "Fee Sherman"

=== Breaking news: Kinslayer in the streets of Cordor! ===
Read all about it! A kinslayer who has been heard confessing to the murder of his own father is sheltered in the city of Cordor, and lives in this very Cordorian Press building!

The name of this murderer? Dala!

He can be identified by his copper red hair and unusually masculine (for an elf!) visage. He owns a shop opposite the Flaming Lotus, and has been seen around the area. Beware, citizens and visitors!

Has this news been supressed by the Cordorian government? Why is this creature allowed to remain in this very building, a prime piece of real estate? Well, because this man is known (and is friendly with!) the Chancellor of Cordor, Ginny Fairlen. Is Ginny covering up this news? Who else knows about this and is covering up this news?

This reporter has knowledge on a member of the noble house Rivorndir aware of this situation! So clearly, this situation is more widely known. The one person who attempted to bring this situation to the attention of Justicar Thomas Castemont, in the Justice Ministery was exiled immediately, one Anna Shadowsight! A person who apparently has mysteriously disappeared!

Will justice be done? Or will the Cordor Press be complicit with a coverup?

The people need to know!

Day 2, Month 3 (Ches), 177 AR
 Concerned

=== Festival of Mask ===
Come enjoy the festival of Mask in Condor

Day 21, Month 3 (Ches), 177 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Press Gang 16/10/177 ===
Hello, I am the new editor-in-chief of the Press Gang, Alter Kim! Today, the Press Gang has quite the collection for our readers. As a reminder, the Press Gang is still hiring! Anyone who wishes to write for the press can do so at their leisure as we do not require our journalists to submit an article for each issue. Additionally, anyone who wishes to submit a letter to the editor regarding one of the articles is welcome to do so!

INFORMATIVE:
 Dracoliches Attack Cordor Graveyard! (By Alter Kim)

INTERVIEWS:
 An Interview with the Chancellor, Ginny Rivorndir (By Alter Kim)
 An Interview with the kobold, Maknold (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT
 From Cordor With Love CHAPTER I (By Wildarse)

Day 16, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Anonymous

=== Dracoliches Attack Cordor Graveyard! ===
On Day 15, Month 10, 177 AR, the Government District of Cordor experienced a sudden and violent shaking of the ground. With no Guards present, Sir Xalden Grantz and Miss Catherine took lead in evacuating noncombatants to the Nomad. Shortly afterwards, a rider of the Royal Cavalry emerged from the Royal Palace, bearing a message that cultists had infiltrated the city and desecrated the graveyard. They sought able bodied individuals to help assist with the reconsecration. Volunteers split into two teams to secure both the city and the graveyard before regrouping in the graveyard to fight hordes of undead that had been raised.

Sir Storm Nightwind led the attempt to perform the Hallowed Rest ritual, aided by two others whose names are currently unknown, but the numbers of the undead were too numerous and the ritual failed. Sir Lefric Ruston and Sir Minto Fuzzypaw then soon arrived with members of the Hawkin. Sir Minto took charge of the ritual, allowing Sir Storm to take to the defense. But when the ritual neared completion, nearly a dozen Dracoliches alighted onto the graveyard grounds while undead continued to pour from the crypts and rise from the dirt. An insurmountable feeling of dread filled the air as a colossal abyssal fiend emerged from the main crypt, pushing the volunteer forces back. Sir Xalden rallied his horse and charged it immediately, followed by many of the volunteer forces. Eventually, the fiend was slain and the undead were put to rest as the graveyard was once more consecrated.

From there, leadership was deferred to Sir Efren, the new caretaker of the cemetery and crypts. Groups were formed to investigate the crypts and tombs in the graveyard, eventually reconvening in the main crypt. Investigation found the casket of Dame Arael Laceflower disturbed. While the body was still present and untouched, the casket had been clearly broken into. For those unfamiliar with the name, Dame Arael was the High Priestess of Cordor many years ago when the Sword of Benwick was still present. Speculation leads to believe that this incident may be related in regards to the event that occurred at Light Keep recently. If anyone has further information regarding the connection between the attack on the graveyards and the events at Light Keep, please contact the Press Gang!

Day 16, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Ginny Rivorndir ===
Month 4, Day 22, 177 AR

A: "So, Lady Ginny, thank you for agreeing to being interviewed today. Is there any reason in particular you accepted the interview?"

G: "Ah well, a few. Primarily, it's part of the job to make myself available for such. I try to be approachable for everyone and... I think this sort of thing helps with that. And I'll also admit I enjoy this sort of thing, so there's a little bit of that too."

A: "Do you feel that many people see you more for your position than you as an individual?"

G: "Mh, it depends on who I reckon. But yes, I think that's true for the majority of people."

A: "Being a Chancellor must be a full time position even when you are not in the office. But when you have the chance, is there any specific hobby or interest you like to pursue?"

G: "Ah, I play the harp, though I'm definitely nothing special, most bards'd be insulted if I called myself a musician. I also quite like reading, specifically but not limited to topics of philosophy. Additionally, interior design, poetry and sailing. Though that last one is my former job turned into a hobby I suppose."

A: "You were a sailor before you entered the office?"

G: "Ah, of course. You're a somewhat recent arrival I believe? Or at least weren't in Cordor during most of 176?"

A: "Yes, I arrived on the first day of the third month of 177 AR."

G: "I was Captain of the Cordor Navy before Justiciar Rillie Sauer under then-chancellor Najih tried me for treason."

A: "Tried for treason? Is that something you can speak more on?"

G: "I could speak on it for a long time. It might take up an entire interview. Would you like the very brief short version, or would you like to deep-dive a little?"

A: "Mm, it is up to you. This is your interview so whatever you wish to share with our readers."

G: "Then I will say that myself and mister Ezykial were accused of treason because we'd had some contact with enemies of Cordor. We were eventually acquitted... But only after Najih's government essentially imploded. You need only look back a few issues of the press to read the accounts of the ordeal, as detailed by Miss Mai. Two ministers resigned. The chancellor's aide resigned. Almost the entire guard resigned. The entire Cordor Navy resigned."

A: "Sounds like quite the political upheaval."

G: "Certainly was. But ah, I should not deep dive here and now. Miss Mai has already done that, 'tis available to readers still. Most people saw it for what it was... a political move to silence Ezykial."

A: "But now you are the Chancellor. A duty with quite the responsibility. Do you miss having the time to play the harp and go sailing?"

G: "Ah, that's a common misconception. I do find the time for such, Certainly, sometimes I work day and night and have to forgo proper sleep, but... I consider such a failure of proper management and leadership. When I am doing my job well, others are empowered to do theirs with minimal actual involvement of myself."

A: "Ah, that sounds efficient. More hands mean less work as the old saying goes."

G: "Mh, indeed. If I had to pass on any advice to future chancellors it would be... delegate, delegate, delegate."

A: "You mentioned you would occasionally give up proper sleep for your duties. But, when possible, do you have a bedtime routine you like to follow?"

G: "Ah, admittedly between the sustenance spell and the nature of different people's availability and such... I don't really have a pre-set bedtime or routine, no. I do tend to put away my staff and cloak at home though, when I'm not expecting guests! So that might count.."

A: "Mm, what about a morning routine when you awake? Do you have a few moments to yourself before you dive into your work?"

G: "Yes indeed. I usually have some tea, wash, do my hair, nails, and then spend some time going through paperwork from the previous day."

A: "I can see that you very much enjoy tea. Is there a particular comfort dish you like to enjoy as well when you have the chance to eat?"

G: "Ah, I'm a bit of a sweet-tooth, really. I'm partial to treats and pastries... But especially chocolate cake."

A: "Ah, I can relate to having a fondness for sweets. What about a place you like to go to recharge after a long day?"

G: "Ah, it's rather dull honestly. My home."

A: "I don't think it's dull at all. Home is home for a reason. But let us dive into some more personal questions about you now. Do you have a dream or goal you wish to one day achieve?"

G: "Oof... A dream or a goal I wish to one day achieve? You're asking me that, a common-born woman, as chancellor of Cordor? The highest function one can attain in this city?"

A: "Well, I believe it is our nature to always wish for more. To fly as close to the sun as we can."

G: "Well, I never pursued this function for myself. I ended up running for chancellor because I genuinely believed there was no one better. When I made the decision to run, Cordor wasn't doing so well. And this city is my home. I care for its people, and I saw no other path forward. To be honest... at this point, I'm not really looking past the chancellorship anymore. I know that once I step back from running the city, I'd like to have children."

A: "Do you regret running for chancellor?"

G: "Regret? No. I don't dwell on the past usually. The 'now' is the only thing we can ever change. I can ill afford to lament the past, or fear the future."

A: "A wise philosophy to have. You mentioned you would like to one day have kids. Do you know how many kids you would want or if you would want your first child to be a son or daughter?"

G: "Oof, as for a number... I think three might be nice, but... we'll see if I've the energy for a second after the first, yeah? As for a son or a daughter. No preference."

A: "And speaking of your future, what do you wish your legacy to be one day? What do you hope people will remember you for in the future? Your time as a Chancellor? Your deeds?"

G: "I would hope they remember me for rebuilding Cordor. Specifically my efforts other than the military and the Justice Department. The Cordor Academy, the press, the museum, the Lotus, the Nomad, the furnishing of various government buildings, the establishment of better ties with Brogendenstein... Among other things."

A: "I think I speak for many of our readers when I say that the city has done well under your leadership. As a newcomer myself, the city has been open to people like I and has provided us many opportunities."

G: "Mhm. That has been my goal. To shift the focus away from the military a little. And I dare say, even the military has benefited from this approach. In my time on the island I have never seen the Cordor military as competent as it is now."

A: "Once you leave the office, do you have any ideas of what you would like to do? Besides raising a family of course."

G: "I expect I'll be in office a while longer to be honest, I don't see another candidate on the rise, and I don't see support for my government wavering. Beyond that, I will do what my new family expects of me. My talents are in government, strategy, diplomacy, and education, that sort of thing... so, I'd expect something along those lines."

A: "Being a member of the Rivorndirs comes with quite the baggage."

G: "It does."

A: "How are you handling it so far?"

G: "Ah... I have a great mentor."

A: "Your husband?"

G: "Actually, my uncle, Khara'gos."

A: "He's taught you how to deal with the responsibility of being a Rivorndir?"

G: "Among other things. I have yet to go through the rites of Lady Siamorphe's divine right. Until I do that, I am noble in name only."

A: "How has the public reacted to your marriage with Sir Dax Rivorndir? The Rivorndirs are a very powerful and influential House in Cordor. Has there been any dissent about you becoming a member of such a house?"

G: "Well, Sencliff did launch a raid on my wedding. But from within Cordor? Not really, no."

A: "Well, I think that is all the time that we have today! As we end this interview, Is there anything you would like to tell our readers?"

G: "I'd like to remind everyone that my doors are ever open to advice, feedback, and yes, even complaints. Many folk hide themselves behind anonymity and take to the boards. To all those people I would say... talk to me. I will listen. I may not always agree... But I'll hear you and consider what you have to say. I can however not debate with anonymous posters on the board. Speak to me as a person, and I will treat you as one in turn."

A: "And final question, Lady Ginny. If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

G: "One word? I don't know. I don't think I could describe myself in one word."

A: "Think of it as a challenge, then. Maybe a quality of yourself you are proud most of or something to describe the hardships you've been through."

G: "Alright then, fine. As imperfect as it may be... A rock."

A: "A rock. Any particular reason why?"

G: "Stability, both for myself and for others. You may think that's a political answer, but I've always sought to provide that for people, for my friends, And I've always sought to be... stable. Long before I even considered running for office."

A: "Well thank you again for agreeing to this interview Lady Ginny. I think many people will be interested in learning more about you as a person rather than your reputation."

G: "Thank you for offering me the opportunity, mister Alter."

Day 15, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Maknold ===
A: "So, tell me Mister Maknold. Why were you interested in being interviewed for the Press Gang?"

M: "Believes such would be a chance to spread knowledge of kin and the creator."

A: "I will admit, I do not know much of your kind. Can you give us a little introduction to yourself?"

M: "Of course. This one is a linguist, master tailor, and seeker of knowledge of all that share the blood of Io."

A: "Io? Is Io the creator of all kobolds?"

M: "Yes, Io is the one that is responsible for these ones' creation. Is the creator of all dragons, and cares for such and those that share those ones' blood."

A: "I have met some of those with dragon blood on the Surface. Do you share a kinship with them, despite the conflict between the Surface and the Underdark?"

M: "This one does, though others amongst this one's kin may not share such a view, but Io loves all kin regardless of lineage as all are that one's children. And as this one is a kobold, this one must seek to be worthy of the Ninefold's love, as these ones were the first kin of dragons to share that one's blood."

A: "Ninefold? Can you explain more about this Ninefold?"

M: "Oh, the Ninefold is simply a title for Io. Similar to how Bahamut is known as the platinum one."

A: "Ah, I see. And tell me more about your kin. The only information I have heard about your kin is that you are an industrious people."

M: "Well, that one has been informed accurately to such, but this one can elaborate to the why of such. It is fundamentally how these ones pray at the end of the cycle, for it is the reason that the Ninefold gave the first of the dragons the means to influence the world when all of the Ninefold's first children were still gods. Such gave those ones that knowledge so that those ones could build those ones' lairs and those ones' hoards, and such those ones did. And this one isn't afraid to say these ones were and still are vithing good at it."

A: "Do you and your kin do anything else to worship Io? Any particular rituals or offerings you give to the Ninefold?"

M: "Well, admits not many of this one kin worship the Ninefold, as many kin in Andunor worship others of the pantheon, and many chose to honor Kurtulmak."

A: "How does this Kurtulmak differ from Io?"

M: "Well, Kurtulmak is a kobold as opposed to a dragon, and as such a mortal before the Ninefold made such a god. Kurtulmak was the first of these ones to be made as such."

A: "And does his dogma differ from that of Io's?"

M: "Oh! Vastly different. Whilst the Ninefold does not have any specific dogma, given that one is the creator of all that share dragon's blood, Kurtulmak is quite specific. Such is the one that instructs these ones to mine and offer service and to practice caution when dealing with those that are not kin."

A: "And what is your opinion of Kurtulmak's dogma?"

M: "Personally, this one thinks such has served well in the past to ensure these ones survival, but has kept these ones from claiming a larger place in the world."

A: "I hear that one of the districts is run by your kind, yes?"

M: "Well, such is certainly true, but this one speaks of the wider world. Would ask that one what great cities that this one's kin have? What great monuments can this one's kin claim?"

A: "I can't say I can think of any."

M: "This one's point exactly."

A: "So do you wish for your people to one day live on the Surface?"

M: "Admits this one does not mind to such specifically, but this one longs for a place for kin to call these ones' own. But this one would look forward to the cycle that kin are not treated with such hostility."

A: "Do you think the Surface unfairly judges your people?"

M: "This one does, those ones fear these ones without due course, as these ones often look to defend other kin from attacks when these ones only seek industry."

A: "And what are your opinions about the current state of conflict between the Surface and the Underdark?"

M: "Frankly, this one thinks such is self perpetuating, both seek vindication for the actions undertaken by the other."

A: "Now, let us talk about works and yourself, Mister Maknold. You spoke of great cities and monuments before. Do you have any projects that you are working on currently?"

M: "Admits this one is saving the profits from this one's industry so that this one may eventually invest in such a project."

A: "Any particular plans or ideas for a project?"

M: "Has been thinking of developing a monument for the Ninefold so that all that share the Ninefold's blood may gather."

A: "Hm, I would love to see such a monument. Is there anything else you would like to tell our readers about you or your kin?"

M: "Yes, buy the products of these ones industry, such will not find items of higher quality."

A: "Hah, an excellent opportunity for marketing indeed. And before we end, I do have a question for you. Are you not worried that fellow underdarkers may dislike the fact you agreed to an interview with the Press Gang?"

M: "Thinks some will, others will understand, but this one doubts any would act against this one as such would be an act against the rest of kin."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to this interview and I am sure that many of the readers would be interested in reading about you and your kin!"

M: "This one thanks, is sure such will look favorable to this one."

Day 15, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter I ===
Crimson Fairy Tales is happy to present to you the first chapter of the From Cordor with Love story by Wildarse !

Annotation:
 The world is in danger: the great and terrible Doctor Coincidence threatens to unleash a virus of unprecedented power, demanding a ransom of 1 billion gold! But for every supervillain there is a superhero! The inimitable Hald Chadley, Guldorand's best secret intelligence agent, is ready for decisive action! Together with his partner, the charming Kitara Twinetall, he will easily bypass all the ingenious traps set by the insidious enemy and save the Arelith archipelago!

Publisher's note:
 ALL CHARACTERS AND EVENTS DESCRIBED - EVEN THOSE BASED ON REAL PEOPLE AND HISTORICAL FACTS - ARE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. THE FOLLOWING PUBLICATION MAY CONTAIN COARSE LANGUAGE, DESCRIPTIONS OF SCENES OF UNCONTROLLED VIOLENCE AND WILD PASSION AND DUE TO ITS CONTENT IT SHOULD NOT BE READ BY ANYONE...

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 City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club
 Eleasis 15th, 183 AR
 08:00 PM

This evening, a real pandemonium formed in The Lilting Lotus club: luxurious carriages drove up and drove off one after another, leaving behind representatives of the nobility, who, along with simpler people, crowded into the atmosphere of loud, but no less refined music, beautiful dishes and strong drinks. Many citizens of the City of Cordor have made it their top priority to attend Dr. Coincidence's birthday party.
 The Doctor herself, however, was nowhere to be seen (which did not prevent idle visitors from drinking and eating in honor of the birthday girl), and some of the important guests, after some time in the main hall, moved to some other room through an inconspicuous but guarded doorway in the far part club. It was this portal that Kitara Twinetall, a 5-meter-high beautiful representative of the firbolg race, has been secretly watching for the past few hours, wearing a scarlet evening dress (made by a craftsman from barge flooring) and heels (size 67) on the occasion of the event.
 Now Kitara was sitting on sofas not far from the gaming tables, imposingly crossing her legs, and leisurely sipping wine from a crystal flower vase that had previously stood on the coffee table in front of her. Despite the frank attractiveness of the giantess, awarded with many admiring glances that evening, no one dared to keep her company. "So much effort for nothing," Kitara mentally sighed, but continued to watch, smiling gallantly at the passing guests.
 The attention of the giantess was attracted by another visitor to the secret room. The guest's face was hidden by a deep hood, but expensive crimson-black robes, pretentious gestures, not to mention a retinue of half-orc guards, betrayed in him the Treasurer . The character was known for his intrigues, and was also the current head of the River Orc crime house, whose lair was located in the northwestern region of the city, popularly called Cordorc . Kitara chuckled to herself in approval. According to the office's intelligence, the infamous half-orc was supposed to be in Guldorand, but Kitara's instincts did not fail when she insisted that the operation not begin until the Treasurer arrived.
 Watching the gentlemen disappear into the opening, Kitara glanced at one of the players at the gaming tables nearby; the man sideways caught the eye of the beauty and nodded smoothly in response, moving on to the exchange of exit formalities with those sitting at the table. Having finished, he tossed some of the chips from his bouncy slide of winnings to a few players who were apparently less fortunate than he was. Then the man stood up.
 A handsome young man appeared before Kitara, dressed in black expensive pants and polished fashionable shoes. The shirt, however, was missing, revealing to the world an untanned, muscular torso. Kitara covered her eyes with a hand "Oh Gods, not again!" Meanwhile, a two-meter figure approached Kitara's observation post and asked:
 "What is such a luxurious lady doing alone on such a fine evening?" he clarified, smiling broadly and kissing the right hand of the beauty.
 In response, Kitara only strictly tilted her head to the right, keeping her eyes on him, suggesting that he sit down. Wasting no time on other sentimentality, the man took a seat to the right of Kitara. She, in turn, tossed aside a strand of her long earthy green hair and leaned towards him to make up for the difference in height.
 "Hald, why aren't you wearing a shirt?" she asked coldly, looking at him.
 "Kitara, gambling sometimes puts people in an interesting position," Hald remarked melancholy, still smiling.
 "No doubt, but you won!" she parried.
 Hald looked away from her, slowly looking around at the people dancing around. He sighed serenely, then said, "Our job is to enjoy the process, Kitara. Otherwise, what's the point of it all?"
 He turned back to face Kitara, but saw a shadow of incomprehension on her face. "If it is Lathander's will, you will soon see and understand everything for yourself," he explained good-naturedly. "What's the situation?" he then asked Kitara, whose expression had taken on a more condescending look.
 "The Treasurer has arrived. Everyone is here," she whispered to Hald enthusiastically, pointing with her eyes at the cherished door at the end of the hall.
 "Your insight is truly impressive, dear Kitara," sincerely appreciated Hald. Then he slowly turned his gaze to the doorway. "So it's time for us to act. Remember the plan?" Hald inquired, to which Kitara smiled and playfully waved her hand at him.
 "They don't stand a chance!"
 A few minutes later, the couple was already walking through the hall towards the goal of their mission. The ceilings in the room were high, so that Kitara could move freely at full height, provided that she dodged the hot wax falling from the chandeliers hung here and there in time.
 The two city guards who were on duty at the door visibly tensed up and mechanically double-checked for the presence of gonnes hanging in a sling on their chest. However, there was nothing unusual in the behavior of the guards: anyone would be nervous to see the colossal figures approaching, who were obviously not on the invitation lists, but who, by their entire behavior, showed that official invitations were what other people needed.
 "And you call it easy money ?" the guard standing to the right of the door whispered irritably to his comrade. "This is even worse than the time you offered to get a job with that crazy Emperor!" he did not let up. "Look, they are coming right here!"
 Unable to withstand the tension, he gave a desperate alarm signal with the heel of his boot at the door. At the very least, he hoped the signal would be taken as an alarm and not as an urgent order for more fried clams for the guests, which would not have surprised the guard in the least; the current employer seemed to him somewhat inconsistent.
 "Everything will be alright, buddy!" assured his partner, along the way slapping him on the shoulder. "You take a closer look, what a luxurious lady," he gestured towards the approaching Kitara, "there will definitely be something to tell in the tavern when we finish here!"
 "Nothing will be alright! I'm telling you, I've seen this guy somewhere before!" he nodded nervously towards Hald. "We must urgently ..." he began his suggestion, but Hald and Kitara had already come too close to make any maneuvers.
 "Good evening, gentlemen," Hald greeted, "my name is Chadley, Hald Chadley. And this is my beautiful companion, Kitara Twinetall." Noticing that one of the guards was already clearly about to object, resorting to gunshot arguments, Hald hastened to dispel his doubts in the bud: "Doctor Coincidence is looking forward to our appearance. Kitara, dear, show the gentlemen our pass."
 Both guards looked at Kitara incredulously. Kitara smiled politely at them before leaning over her bag. For a brief moment, a pass to anywhere (as it seemed to the men) really flashed before the eyes of the guards. However, Kitara briskly turned her shoulder to them, and in the next second, they both heard a sound that was strikingly similar to the sound of two bodies of heavily armed men being kicked into the oak door. The receding heavy footsteps of Hald and Kitara, running along the corridor behind the former door, echoed.
 "It was worth it, Vincent ..." croaked the guard who had previously occupied a vertical position to the left of the door.
 "Shut up, Jach!" hissed Vincent, lying beside him in the rubble of the door frame.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 What is the insidious Doctor Coincidence up to? Will our heroes be able to catch the villains by surprise? Read on for Chapter II of the story!

Day 17, Month 9 (Eleint), 177 AR
 "Wildarse"

=== An Interview with Thomas Castemont Pt. 1 ===
Month 4, Day 19, 177 AR

A: "So, Thomas. Thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today, I know you're a busy man. What made you agree to be interviewed today?"

T: "Hmm. Well.. It's been a hectic few weeks and truthfully, I just enjoyed the prospect of a conversation that wasn't about laws, law enforcement, or some other major crisis that seems to occupy much of my time on this island."

A: "I can imagine that a lot of people see you more as the Justiciar than Thomas Castemont. I can only imagine how tiring it must get having to deal with problem after problem."

T: "It can be yes. I find that often many look to me for answers and to make decisions. I wish to aid but I'm but one man and sometimes I simply cannot."

A: "So what do you do when you are not acting as the Justiciar. Is there any personal hobby or activity that you like to enjoy in your free time?"

T: "I do not have much free time. I dedicate much of the free time I do have to aiding the oppressed. Many on this island know me to be a Chainbreaker.

But when I do not do either of those things, I actually really enjoy forging. It's a long time hobby of mine. I often make greensteel weapons and mithril armor from the Arjale and Mithril I find to sell cheaply to new adventurers to help them gain an edge in their training."

A: "What made you learn smithing? Was it out of personal need for better weapons and armor or something else?"

T: "I learned forging in the Order I served in Cormyr. It was always an interest of mine and I took the opportunity to use their resources and their experience to be trained in it. I find it soothing and relaxing, even with my injury. I also do enjoy reading. Sometimes when I need some alone time, I will go sit in my room and read a book."

A: "Any particular kind of book you enjoy? Is Thomas Castemont secretly a romance enthusiast?"

T: "Heh. Not quite. I actually love history. I've found history on this isle in particular very interesting. There is much that can be learned from past mistakes and past victories."

A: "Is there any particular story that you would like to share to the readers? Maybe a specific tale that sparks your interest or an event we could all learn from?"

T: "Truth be told, I've not read nearly as many history books as I'd like. I simply don't get much time. And I hate to admit it but I actually found the History of Benwick very intriguing. Written by the Undead abomination, Adelyn Belle'rose."

A: "Ah, yes. It was a tragic tale from what I heard. The headquarters of an Order that was overtaken by devils."

T: "Indeed. And still to this day Devils run rampant in their halls. Triadic statues and altars in ruin. It is very saddening."

A: "Speaking of history though, what do you hope to be your legacy one day in the future?"

T: "My legacy? Hm, I truly doubt people will remember when I'm gone. But that right there.. That is the legacy I hope to leave behind."

Thomas gestures to a large pillar of smooth grey granite. At the bottom of the small monument is an image of a pergola wrapped in trumpet vines, progressively moving inward where blooms begin to form among a void of light. At the forefront, the vines at first appear to be wilted and dried against cavernous stalagmites, typical to the Underdark, closing in at either side to be strangled in lichen and fungi. Vague figures start to move inward towards the blooming light, rings of steel scattered across the portrayed cave floor, shattered or broken, as the stone turns to grass the farther the figures move. A list of names occupies the space above the image.

A: "Are those the names of all the slaves you have freed?"

T: "Not just me. This is a collaborative effort. But up there are the names of every single person who we've helped to break free from their bonds. Who we've helped to begin a new life. Who we've helped to regain their free will.

You see, while I was chained my son was also held captive in slavery. I was required to gather two million gold for his freedom and have him sent back to Cormyr. Someone helped me a great deal with that and all they asked in return was that I would write a book. A book that would inspire other slaves to take the journey and find the courage and hope to break free of their shackles also.

For what this person did for me, it was the only thing he asked me to do. I had never written a book before, but I agreed. My story is out there already. And most of Andunor knows my name. My name being out there means they know who to contact. And we take it from there."

A: "Who would you consider to be your closest friend or aide? In your victories and defeats, who would you say is someone you have come to rely on greatly?"

T: "Griffy."

A: "Any particular reason why?"

T: "Griffy and I have been through a lot together. We were both chained in Andunor. And he is one of the main reasons I did not lose myself down there. Many seem to believe that every slave down there is willing. That every slave down there choses to be there. And that they chose their actions. They do not. If you do not do what your owners want you to do, you get beaten, lashed and tortured or they will hurt you by torturing the people you've come to care about. They are wicked and vile and they will use whatever means to try and make you conform. Griffy and I connected below. I protected him, but he guided me. Gave me strength and hope. And now, he is my son. I am immensely proud of him and he will always be my example.

People do not understand what slaves have to go through. They have no empathy. Only distrust. I was once forced to fight in the arena there against Griffy and another slave I considered my friend. A firbolg named Ulf. My owner was attacked by a Paladin of the Radiant Heart and she blamed it on me asking for mercy for the Paladin and her friend. As my punishment I was forced to fight against them over a ball. Like a sport. The person who would succeed in taking the ball and defeat the other two opponents would be spared lashes. The other two would receive double."

A: "And what did you do?"

T: "Hm well- Initially I thought I would simply let the other two win somehow. But they knew me too well and said if they caught any of us letting the others win, lashes would be increased. Refusal would have resulted in increased lashes and death. We were accompanied by a very experienced retainer, her First Daughter, and a Gnoll. None of us were fully trained or equipped yet. We stood no chance against them. So we uh.. We complied. I defeated Ulf quickly. But.. I couldn't.. I couldn't hurt Griffy. I tried everything I could to make it look like I was giving it my all. But he beat me and Ulf and I took the lashes. He was spared them.

I know there are loyalists down there. And there is always a risk freeing one of them. There are those who would lie and take advantage. But we cannot give up on all because there are a few bad ones out there. Had that happened, myself, Griffy and others who are now contributing to the Surface Settlements and the defense of this isle, would still be down there. And likely not be the people we are today."

A: "You can never tell one's story from their appearances. I think that not many people know or even understand what you've been through."

T: "I tried to capture it in my book as best I could. Again, I'm no writer so I may not have conveyed it very well. Back then it was all still very raw. Now it's a little easier to talk about. But I am so passionate not only about breaking the shackles, but breaking the shackles of the mind.

You know.. One of the first things former slaves ask me when they first break free is: "What now?" My own journey after I broke free was.. terrifying. I didn't really have any friends aside from Griffy and Alister. I had no job, no purpose. I didn't know this island, the people or how things worked here. And many slaves who break free experience this. Having been told what to do. Not having to make decisions for yourself and suddenly, the world is wide open for you to do whatever you want to do. I try to help them after they break free. With my influence, reputation and relationships as Justiciar I can help them make new friends, help them find a home and a job."

Day 21, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 177 AR
 Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Thomas Castemont Pt. 2 ===
A: "What did you do first when you were free of your collar?"

T: "I went to see Evelynn, Griffy and Alister in Guldorand. And I simply held them. We spent hours just talking and.. I slept in a real bed for the first time in years."

A: "How did it feel sleeping in a real bed for once? Did sleep come to you easier or was it a difficult night?"

T: "Heh. I uh.. Ended up sleeping on the floor the first night. After that I simply wandered between Guldorand and Cordor for weeks. Aimlessly. But I didn't know what I wanted to do or where I wanted to settle. Then one day.. I walked past this house next to the Nomad and I noticed it was for sale. I had some gold left and eagerly went to get it. I bought the home and I settled down in Cordor. Fate brought me here. I met friends like Raewynn and Dermia and eventually I gathered my courage and applied to the Justice Ministry as a Magistrate. They declined my application."

A: "Really? They declined you?"

T: "They did. They declined due to my history as a slave. They did not trust me because of it. But I believe they took pity on me and eventually offered me a clerical job. I think they hoped I'd decline it since I was a Magistrate in Suzail for over a decade. But I didn't decline it and gratefully accepted it. I spent most of my days studying the laws, doing administrative work, writing court transcripts, and writing and pinning public announcements. I was a legal aide for just over a year. And even then they still didn't really ever trust me. I was eventually promoted to Magistrate, I think more out of necessity."

A: "I think many people are grateful that you were. I can't imagine a Cordor without you."

T: "No? Hm. That's kind of you to say. But there are many who could do this job as well as I can. I'm passionate about the law. I believe it serves to protect people and their rights. It makes all of us equal, yes? Except perhaps for the King and Queen themselves. But otherwise, everyone is equal under the law."

A: "Of course. I don't envy your job though, having to justicate the legal complexities."

T: "It's not easy, no. The hardest part actually is to deal with dissatisfaction. I do not apply sentences to be the bad guy. If people simply follow our very common sense laws, I'd not have to fine people or sentence them to become outlawed. And sometimes, no matter what you do, some people will always be upset. They won't think you've done enough, or they believe you're corrupt or unfair. I am quite used to people name calling me and having a general dislike for me. I am quite used to people name calling me and having a general dislike for me. And that is fine. It helps take the heat off of the Guards if I take the blame for things and am seen as the bad guy. It allows them to do their job."

A: "But do you ever have moments where your personal interests and your duty conflicts? Have you ever had to make a sacrifice as a Justiciar?"

T: "Hm. My personal interests and duty rarely conflict. And when they do, I delegate matters to others. I cannot be bought. I treat friends the same way I will treat someone I've never met. This is justice, where everyone is equal. But I am well aware of the power of perception. So, if there is a conflict of interest, I let someone else handle it."

A: "A wise position. It's too easy to want to deal with something yourself and potentially ruin things."

T: "I honestly try to delegate as much as I can. I have very capable and talented people who work for me. I'm truly blessed. But sometimes it's difficult to delegate and there are things that simply cannot be delegated. I'm eager to see each of them grow in their careers here in the Justice Ministry though."

A: "But that's enough about Thomas the Justiciar. Let's focus on Thomas Castemont for a moment. When times are hard and your body is tired, do you have a comfort food you like to enjoy?"

T: "Oh uh. Well, I'm very fond of Miso's cooking. But I also just like a really good steak. Or whatever Miss Aera shoves in my hands."

A: "Medium rare or well done?"

T: "Rare."

A: "What about drinks? I know you don't imbibe alcohol but do you have a preference in drinks?"

T: "I uh- I'm quite fond of coffee personally. But I also enjoy the occassional tea or uh.. chocolate milk."

A: "And as a busy man, you probably are often worn down dealing with all sorts of matters. Is there a particular routine you like to follow before sleeping?"

T: "Not really before sleeping no. But I do like to have a routine when I wake up. Which is coffee and news. I tend to make the rounds in the barracks and then the public board catching up on everything. If there are no emergencies I will go to other settlements and read the news there too. If however I had a choice? Before bed I'd love to simply unwind, read, have tea.."

A: "Should I start a petition for you to be let off work by nighttime?"

T: "Heh, I've long searched for a second Justiciar truth be told. But most of my people tend to become absent when they become Magistrates. I've never really found someone I trust enough to be Justiciar. Who is as hard working and diligent."

A: "What if you had a Wish? What would you wish for? A second Justiciar?"

T: "No. I'd wish for the end of slavery."

A: "As expected of Thomas Castemont. Well, I think I've got enough material to write more than a few pages. Is there anything you would like to say to the readers before we end the interview?"

T: "Hm. I suppose.. I'd mostly like to say that every Guard, every Justice employee and everyone else in the Government is doing their best to create a city that is safe and hopefully welcoming to most. Sometimes, Guards especially, have to be firm and decisive. Rather than judging them, support them. They have the hardest job of anyone in this city and are often under scrutiny. But they do the best they can with what tools they are given. I'd ask simply not to make their jobs harder and to show them some kindness and gratitude for the work they do."

A: "And for our closing question. If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

T: ".. Patient. Well uh- sometimes."

A: "Ha, well that's four words but I'll let that slide. Thank you for agreeing to the interview and I'm certain our readers are grateful as well."

T: "Thank you, it was fun."

Day 21, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 177 AR

Alter Feith
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177 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:29:36Z

EdensFall: /* From Cordor with Love Chapter I */

=== The Press Gang 25/12/177 ===
Hello, hello! Chief Editor Alter here with another issue of the Press Gang! It seems like the final pieces are moving into play as the Amnian naval fleet has arrived in Cordor, led by Admiral Roman Tallyzar. But as tensions rise from overseas, it seems tensions are rising in the city as well, a bloody conflict taking the lives of three and injuring two.

A statement from King Edward Cordor has been released regarding the arrival of the Amnian naval fleet while Queen Jennifer Cordor met with the Republic of Guldorand for a diplomatic summit regarding recent incidents of tension concerning the city of Cordor and Guldorand. Staff Sergeant Lefric Ruston arrived to greet the Queen and the Republicans when a misunderstanding led to the prompt ban of armed Cordorian military personnel in Guldorand.

In Andunor, the election for the Devil's Table is still currently in place while Matron Luastra has announced the dissoulution of the Hel'vael House.

In other news, we have an interview with the very menacing guard, Arvalie, who is often seen patrolling the city. And for those interested in sailing, Captain Davis is looking to hire those interested in fighting pirates and slavers.

And last but not least, we have the continuation of "From Cordor with Love" from our very own Wildarse and an informational piece on how to find kelp for those aspiring chefs from Fee Sherman. And as always, thank you for reading the Press Gang and I'll see you all in the next issue!

ANNOUNCEMENT:
 Statement from the Palace (By King Edward Cordor)

INVESTIGATIVE:
 Bloody Conflict in Cordor (By Alter Kim)
 The Guldorand Summit with Queen Jennifer Cordor (By Alter Kim)

INFORMATIVE:
 The Monthly Catch (By Fee Sherman)

INTERVIEW:
 An Interview with Arvalie (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT:
 From Cordor with Love CHAPTER IV (By Wildarse)

ADVERTISEMENT:
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Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== Statement From the Palace ===
As some citizenry will already be aware, due to some unforeseen skirmishes in Maztika between New-Amnian countrymen and a few New-Whaterdeep invaders, the Grand Nation of Amn is entering a unsteady period with the City State of Whaterdeep. In this time of political uncertainty, our good friends from Amn have kindly requested that we play host to a small portion of its Navy, to better secure these waters, both for our sake and for theirs.

Further more, as Arelith has always been a stopping point between the Mainland and Maztika, safe port for men and women of all stripes, so it shall be for these fine men and women of the fleet. In the coming days you may see a heightened presence of Amnian military. Do not be alarmed. They are here merely as visitors and, I have been assured, shall mind their manners as such.

I also wish to assure the citizenry that whilst we consider Amn a fine ally, their grand wars are not our wars, and we have no desire to be dragged into them. So long as the Lords Alliance and it's allies remain neutral to Cordor, so we shall to them.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Edward Cordor

=== Guldorand Summit with Queen Jennifer Cordor ===
On the 15th of the 12th month (Nightal) 177 AR, the Republic of Guldorand hosted Queen Jennifer Cordor for a diplomatic summit regarding recent incidents of unrest concerning the city of Cordor and Guldorand, and to seek amicable solutions to several standing problems.

As the summit was concluding, Staff Sergeant Lefric Ruston and Corporal Cain arrived, unwarded and unarmed, to greet the Queen (who had already left) and the Republicans present, with Staff Sergeant Ruston introducing himself as Secretary of Foreign Affairs. After introductions were concluded, Secretary Ruston made a request for the meeting minutes to ensure a balance of information.

At this time, Sergeant Rolf Marr and Ambassador Antionette Rivorndir arrived. Introductions were made again with one of the Republicans hesitant at the presence of Lady Rivorndir's magic staff at her shoulder. The Republican was assured that the staff posed no threat to him.

Afterwards, Guardsman Vesryn Idriel arrived at the scene, misinformed that the Queen was in danger. He arrived with a spell mantle and Formian summons but was immediately ordered by Staff Sergeant Ruston to stand down as, "This is entirely wrong, dismiss the Formians and dispel, you look like an Andunorian" to which Guardsman Idriel complied.

At this point, the conversation between those present halted as the Cultural Minister of Guldorand expressed discomfort in being present in the presence of so many guards. The Cordorians were asked to leave to which they promptly did so. Staff Sergeant Ruston and the guards left the city of Guldorand and returned to Cordor.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== A Bloody Conflict in Cordor Town Square ===
On the 21st of the 12th month (Nightal) 177 AR, a bloody brawl took place in the Cordor town square after a heated argument erupted. Witnesses state that Christian Kalloron, paladin of Jergal, had been arguing with the tiefling, Artemis Silver-Wind, for her bloodline and worship of the archdevil Bel. At this time, Evemere Dundragon entered the town square and began to admonish Kalloron for his words towards Silver-Wind, before soon being joined by Tatsufura Reiko. The argument became more heated and insults were exchanged before Kalloron began to leave. Dundragon then thanked him for his display of character, in which is believed to be an act of provocation, to which Kalloron took offense to. He turned around, ward upon his blade, and in retaliation of the perceived threat, Dundragon and Reiko began to ward as well.

It was at this time that the guard, Sion, revealed himself and shouted at Dundragon and Reiko to stop warding. Reiko complied while Dundragon continued, later claiming to have not heard the command. The guard began to fire arrows at Dundragon, Reiko moving in to defend her which Kalloron intercepted. Blows were exchanged and Kalloron was subdued by Reiko as Sion continued to fire from a distance, killing Reiko. Dundragon stepped forward to help Reiko, unarmed, but was also shot and killed by the guard. A civilian by the name of Ravn, who later claimed to have been hit by an arrow of Sion's, fired upon the guard as well before being killed by him as well.

It is important to note that the guard, Sion, shot to kill with no attempt to incapacitate instead. Sergeant Thekla was present at the scene and commanded Sion to stand down, which he ignored. After the conflict concluded, the Sergeant then ordered him into the barracks which he continued to ignore, threatening the crowd that had gathered to disperse. Eventually, the Sergeant had the guard follow her into the barracks and the slain were successfully raised and healed.

The Press Gang reached out to both General Flamma and the Ministry of Justice for their statement regarding the events. An investigation has begun to look into the situation and no official punishment will be given until the truth is found.

The Press Gang also reached out to Christian Kalloron who declined to comment.

Day 25, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Arvalie ===
Alter: "So, Arvalie. Thanks for having me here. Can you tell us a little bit about yourself for those of our readers who have yet to meet you?"

Arvalie: "Oh, yes. We are being the Arvalie, a gloaming. We are also one of the soldiers of the Cordor, too. "We are being born in the underdark, but we have come to live in the land of the sun."

Alter: "What made you want to leave the underdark and live on the surface?"

Arvalie: "The Underdark is having the drow, it is also being like living in the sewers of the world. All of the bad things go there, the worst of the monsters and the most evil of creatures. But the surface is not like this- it is having many pretty flowers and trees and the forests smell good and the world is being free. The sky reminds us of this."

Alter: "Was there any event in particular that made you want to leave the underdark or just a culmination of living down there?"

Arvalie: "... Yes, the human we are loving is betraying us in the worst of ways. She is falling to the evil and accepting that she is the monster, we will not let this one be a part of the life we will live."

Alter: "Are you comfortable with sharing who this person is or should we continue on?"

Arvalie: "She is dead to us now, her name will be forgotten like the pain she causes to the world."

Alter: "Of course. And when you left the underdark and came to the surface, what did you do first?"

Arvalie: "The first time we came to the surface we sat on the hill in the rain and the dark, we sat here beneath the tree and listened to all of the things. It was beautiful, we think."

Alter: "Was there any particular sensation you enjoyed the most? Maybe a sound, a scent, or a taste?"

Arvalie: "It was the smell, everything was smelling... Nice, it was not like the pits of slaves or the rotting mushrooms, it was like the flowers."

Alter: "And after all of that, where did you go from there?"

Arvalie: "We visited the Bendir but we were too scared to go inside, there were many of the soldiers when we walked to this place. We walked around until we found the Cordor, one of the humans helped us to do this."

Alter: "What was your first thought of the city and it's people?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We had many of the funny thoughts, we thought that the tallest humans would be the ones who are being in charge. They must be the strongest ones, yes? But the Cordor was being very kind to us, it did not care we were coming from the dark places of the world. It was treating us as the person, giving us the chances to live free in the land of the sun."

Alter: "Heh, it must have been surprising to find out that the city was led by the shortest human. I'm glad you enjoyed staying here, I know a lot of people have enjoyed your presence as well."

Arvalie: "Oho... This is being the kind thing to say, but yes- we still do not know why the humans are building so high when they cannot reach the tops of their buildings. We think the dwarves are getting this right."

Alter: "And what did you do while you settled into the city? If I remember correctly, you fought against the underdarkers many times, correct?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we have killed many of the drow and many of the pirates. We are doing this with many of the other ones, it is making these hunts into the easy thing. They are being too brave and for this, they die."

Alter: "And eventually, you became a guard. What made you want to do so?"

Arvalie: "We did this because we wanted to be protecting the place the Mala was living."

Alter: "You and Mala share a special bond, yes? Like family?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we are being told by the gnomed one we can be picking family. We picked her and she was picking us, she is being like the younger sister to us."

Alter: "How has your career been with the guards so far? Do you enjoy working as a guard?"

Arvalie: "We have been enjoying our time with the soldiers, yes. They are treating us well and we are being able to keep the Cordor safe from the bad ones, we are happy with this."

Alter: "Do you plan to stay with the guards for a while? Maybe one day become General Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We do not think we can be the general, this is not who we are being. But we will stay with the soldiers for the long time we think, we are not seeing any reasons why we would stop."

Alter: "Ah, a shame. I would love to see all the recruits and guards salute while calling you 'General Arvalie'. Do you have any plans or goals in the future outside of the guards?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We would like to have the salutes but this is not the path for us- We are being the house decorator and the artist, we like to do these things when we are having the spare time. Maybe one day we will become the famous artist."

Alter: "Oh, I'd love to see that as well. What kind of art do you create?"

Arvalie: "The paintings mostly, we are having some of these hanging in our homes and some of the others, too. We do the statues but less often."

Alter: "And what about when you're not on duty or working on your art. Is there any hobby or pastime you enjoy?"

Arvalie: "We like to do the sailing, sometimes we will go and explore the places but we are usually being the very busy one. It is only being when the sun is out that we are having time, which we spend in the bed or doing the art."

Alter: "Does your aversion of the sunlight make it difficult for you? Especially considering that most surfacers are out during the day and sleeping at night."

Arvalie: "Yes, the sun is giving us the challenges. When we first came to the land of the sun we were being burned by this often and would lay in the bed making the whining noises but we are getting better at avoiding this."

Alter: "Oh, yes. Please do avoid situations that would force you to lay in bed and make whining noises. Do you ever wish you could one day walk under the sun without any harm to you?"

Arvalie: "We would like to do this but we are glad for the time in the dark we are having, the day is being too bright even if it did not burn us... We do not understand why the people do not sleep during the day still, the night is being quiet and calm and nice, the day is not any of these."

Alter: "Mm, I think it's because most people can't see in the dark as well as you and I. They tend to bump around in the dark, like little kittens."

Arvalie: "Oho... The baby cats are being very cute, they are having our eyes too."

Alter: "Any plans for a pet one day? Maybe a cat or a dog. Or even a bird."

Arvalie: "We are having the pet already, it is being called the Beebles."

Alter: "Beebles? What kind of pet is Beebles?"

At this point, Arvalie reached into her dress and pulled out a rat, waving it towards me. The rat wobbled around, having accepted it's fate.

Arvalie: "The Beebles is the rat, he is stupid but this is being okay. We care for him anyway."

Alter: "Nice to meet you, Mister Beebles."

Arvalie: "We have had the Beebles for the many years now, he is being the good one."

Alter: "... How long does a rat live for?"

Arvalie: "We do not know, he is being maybe twelve of the years old now? So at least twelve of the years."

Alter: "Hm. Well, I think we should start wrapping up this interview soon. Do you have anything else you would like to talk about yourself or say to our reader?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we want to tell the people that sometimes bad things are happening. Sometimes they are walking the wrong path and things are not feeling good- It is not being too late for them to ask for the help, they can always ask this of us."

Alter: "Well said. And before we end it here, I would like to ask you one last question I always ask in my interviews."

Arvalie: "He can ask this of us."

Alter: "If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

Arvalie: "The one word? This is being hard, the people are being many things. But we will pick... We will say that we are being fair, this is us. The fair one."

Alter: "In both personality and appearance."

Arvalie: "Oho..."

Alter: "Well, thank you for having me, Arvalie."

Arvalie: "We thank him for the questions, we are sorry if we are not giving the strongest of the answers. The common is not being our first tongue."

Alter: "I think the way you answer is unique to you. It is what makes you, you."

Arvalie: "It is being hard to do the poetic things in the common, but we are trying."

Alter: "Well, it's a good thing I'm not much one for poetry."

Arvalie: "We like this, sometimes we are being jealous of the ones who can speak the common well. It is helping them to be winning the hearts of the people, we think."

Alter: "Hm, maybe. To be honest, I think the way you speak is endearing."

Arvalie: "Oho... He is thinking so? We are glad for this, maybe this is why the people are laughing when we are saying we are the menacing one."

Alter: "Maybe. How did you learn common? Did someone teach you or did you study with books?"

Arvalie: "We were being taught most of this by the parents, we practiced some of this with the humans who were living below, too."

Alter: "What are your parents like, Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Oh, they were being good at many of the things. They taught us how to be surviving on our own before we were the adult, they even picked our first name before we were old enough to decide we were the Arvalie."

Alter: "Can I ask what your first name was? And why you chose the name Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Our first name was being the Trixis'narr, we chose the Arvalie because we liked the way it was sounding. It is being the pleasant word in our mouth, we think."

Alter: "Arvalie does sound nice. But it was a pleasure being able to speak with you and I think a lot of people will enjoy reading about you!"

Day 25, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter IV ===
City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club, The Secret Underground Meeting Room
 Eleasis 15th, 183 AR
 09:30 PM

"Well then," the Doctor leisurely looked away from the doors, savoring the moment. "Enough talk. Here and now we will bring the entire archipelago to its knees!"
 The Dr. Coincidence's pointing finger darted towards the wearers of the magical robes sitting nearby: "You there, establish a communication channel with the secret Axehold Accords meeting room! Immediately!" she demanded.
 "Perhaps..." the Treasurer tried to intervene, but a quick glance from the Doctor was enough to tell him that it would be easier to get a badger to give way in a tight hole than to argue with her now.
 The magicians began to cast a spell, and soon vague images began to appear in the center of the hall, which began to take on the outlines of furniture and people. Soon, those present began to distinguish fragments of individual phrases, and at the other end, still vague figures, began to turn towards the table at which the conspirators had gathered.
 "The spell has stabilized, mistress," reported the senior sorceress as the vision took the form of a well-lit, luxurious hall with an expensive oak table in the foreground. The representatives of the Kingdoms of the Arelith archipelago were sitting at the table, surrounded by an army of guards. All the attention of the rulers was riveted to the figure of the Doctor.
 "Charming," the Doctor replied to the wizards with satisfaction. Then deliberately slowly she turned towards the Axehold Accords. All the supreme rulers of civil governments were there: the Chancellor of Cordor dressed in gold and black, the High Sheriff of Guldorand in battle uniform, the Coronal of Myon in the traditional white and blue robes of the followers of Corellon. Looking closely at the picture, she also made out the Thane of the dwarves, clad in heavy armor studded with large rubies, and the Mayor of the Bendir Dale in an elegant emerald dress. She gave them a haughty look before she spoke.
 "Gentlemen, my name is Doctor Coincidence," she said, baring her teeth at her involuntary listeners. "Soon, you may find that your Kings, High Councils, and even your precious Dragon," she glanced at the overly defiantly grinning dwarf in the crown, "might begin to implement policies similar to those currently pursued by the King of Cordor."
 Before she could finish, the echo of a heart-rending scream caught her attention. "Oh no! Anyway," Dr. Coincidence thought smugly to herself as she turned back to the Accords.
 Those sitting at the Doctor's table kept looking at her in anticipation, mentally patting her on the shoulder. Soon, much to the delight of the villains, the Doctor spoke again, riveting their attention to the truly priceless reactions of the members of the Accords.
 The previously skeptical-looking representatives of the nations exchanged thoughtful glances. An alarmed whisper swept through the hall. Everyone has already heard about what happened in Cordor. Many expected that the hero of the occasion would soon appear.
 "If this woman is telling the truth, we will be facing the threat of an archipelago-sized civil war," the mayor of the Bendir Dale mused.
 Thane Greenfield of Brogendenstein couldn't help but notice the worry on her face. He leaned towards the hin as far as his armor would allow: "I can say three things with certainty, Nia. First, whoever this witch is, something drives her crazy. Secondly, she is not bluffing. And thirdly, we defeated more serious enemies in the past, - we will beat this one too!" he whispered smirking and gently pushing her with his gauntlet. Nia squinted her eyes to the side in embarrassment.
 "Look, it looks like the witch wants to say something else, huh" he pointed to the illusion in front of them, which was an enlarged version of a statuesque woman with glowing eyes. She was holding some kind of animal, at the sight of which Nia nodded approvingly and even cheered up a little.
 Indeed, Dr. Coincidence briefly enjoyed the effect of the opening speech and briskly continued the onslaught: "If you want to avoid such an unenviable fate, you will pay me one hundred million gold!" The little finger of Doctor's left hand had already begun to spontaneously wind the curls of her luxurious red hair.
 In response, from different parts of the table came low whispers, languid mutterings and other sounds of gears unhurriedly spinning in people's heads. However, at that moment, a vague shadow wedged itself into the picture. The Doctor leaned slightly to the side, causing representatives of the Accords to see a gigantic apparition of a badger. Through thunderous snores of the beast they managed to hear spell-twisted snippets of "House...only for the last quarter...from the budget of Cordor...". Then the shadow disappeared as quickly as it had appeared before. The image of a woman once again turned her shining gaze to them. This time there was a hint of annoyance on her face.
 "You will pay one BILLION gold," she snarled.
 The hall instantly exploded with noise. There were accusations that the amount of the ransom was unjustified. Someone has already tried to bargain. Nia noticed how, taking advantage of everyone's confusion, the Sheriff of Guldorand barely turned his head, whispering to the dark green cloaked elven figure behind him. Nia blinked; the figure disappeared; the sheriff looked straight ahead again as if nothing had happened.
 Greenfield sighed, stood up, took out a gun from under his desk and shot at the ceiling. A ringing silence filled the room. A small chunk of lime landed measuredly on the heads of the Accords to the accompaniment of crumbling bricks.
 The Dwarf noted how the Doctor clung to her title. "The girl must have spent years at the Zhenta-folk Medical Academy, eh? She would not have allowed herself to be called simply MISS," he thought to himself, not bothering to pay attention to the people trying to take his weapon from him.
 "Listen, DOCTOR Coincidence," he began soothingly. "It's not that we turned down your very sensible offer, but why do you need such a sum at all? There must be things much more interesting to you than gold" the dwarf was clearly cunning. "Tell us, what do you really want, lass"
 A faint shudder ran across the Doctor's face. "What I desire, you and your kind cannot give," she replied dryly. The Doctor closed her shining eyes for a moment, visibly lowering the level of light in the hall. When the lighting again began to exceed the normal, steel notes were heard in the Doctor's voice: "You have. One. Week," she pinned the leaders of the settlements. "In seven days either I get the gold, or I'll take your whole world from you!"
 "Moradin is my witness and my judge, - I wanted to settle things in a good way," the thane slowly straightened up and akimbo. "We have a local joke here," he began calmly. "Can a ram eat ten haystacks at a time?" he looked around the room rhetorically for an answer. "Of course he can, but who will give them to him?" he laughed shortly and loudly, looking directly into the eyes of the Doctor, who, judging by the changed color of her face, was about to burst into flames. "You won't get a coin, not a sin'le gem from us! How do you like that, MISSY?!" he roared and repeatedly fired at the illusion.
 When the ripples on the surface of the Doctor's phantom ceased, her face had already returned to its usual pale hue. "So you have chosen death," came the Doctor's measured words. The beast in her arms snorted arrogantly. Then the mirage faded.
 Dr. Coincidence exhaled loudly. Enthusiastic applause came from all sides. Many got up from their seats and already began to gather around their savior.
 The Doctor raised her hand asking for silence. "Friends, comrades, remember this day, for it marks our victory!" she said solemnly, but nevertheless coldly. "And now," she pointed to the platform with the portal behind them, "I ask you all to be my guests. This ley will take you to my Laboratory. There we will begin the practical part of OUR plan," she summed up a little more enthusiastically.
 Convinced that the cheering crowd was following its intended course, the Doctor turned to face the Treasurer, who appeared to be about to rush out of the room.
 "I'll ask you to stay, my slippery friend," she growled low, forcibly turning him around with a single hand. "Who do you think you are? Greedy, puny, how did you even become the leader of your House? We still wouldn't stop what we started, but we could at the same time rob those dupes!" At these words, the Doctor's pet, nestled comfortably on her chest, squinted accusingly at the Treasurer.
 She spat on the floor in annoyance, then pulled him close to her face. "Decide already - you are either with us or against us!" The badger hissed sharply, echoing the tone of his mistress. The Treasurer lowered his eyes, staring in horror at the wild animal.
 "My eyes. Are. Up. Here," she strictly roused him.
 "Make sure there's no trace," Doctor then nodded towards the room with the predatory fish, finally releasing the camisole of the purple-faced Treasurer. "And then go back to the lab, we have a lot of work to do," Dr. Coincidence said a little more calmly.
 The half-orc swallowed nervously.
 "Yes, Doctor," was all the Treasurer could manage.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 "Wait, is that all? But what happened to Kitara and Hald? Were they eaten or not? You promised what you would say in the next chapter!"
 Well, I didn't mention exactly the NEXT chapter, and yet if you really want to see Kitara and Hald again, you'll have to pay me... with your attention to Chapter V of the story!

Day 14, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 "Wildarse"

=== The Monthly Catch - Tropical Mossfin, Kelpy Quandry ===
I hear a lot of people wondering where the best places to come across kelp are, as it has some value in cooking various tasty things. As most know, kelp grows in water, often in the ocean and sometimes in fresh water as well. And sometimes it gets snagged on your hook.

There is also a little known fish called the Tropical Mossfin which has green and kelp like fins. These fins can be harvested, if one is deft with a knife, and then can be used just like regular kelp. Neat!

By the name, it's clear that these watery creatures live in warmer areas. In fact, I myself have caught some of these on the jungle coasts around the Crows Nest.

Once again, I asked our local fishing expert, Haster the Fishmonger, for some insight into these peculiar pisceans.

He had this to say;
 "Oy nah, yeah. Them be a right trek to catch, from 'ere anyway. Sure ya can catch 'em in the warm coastal waters. But jus' inland there's a nice swampy pool. Locals call it the Gulch. Loads o' the Mossfins in there. Jus' watch out fer lizard folk."

So there you have it, dear readers, the best place to catch some kelpy fish. Thankfully there are no kelpies on Arelith.

Day 23, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 "Fee Sherman"

=== BREAKING NEWS: AMN RESPONDS TO WATERDHAVIAN NAVY ===
As many of you may have already seen, the Waterdhavian Navy has arrived in the fortress city of Guldorand. A fleet of twenty-five ships, five or six ship-of-the-lines, and two thousand soldiers are currently stationed in the city. Admiral Hornwynd of the Lords' Alliance claims that the force is only present to protect Waterdhavian interests along the trade routes to Maztica and to protect the citizens of Guldorand from Amnian aggression.

Our inside source confirms that the Amnian Navy is sending Admiral Roman Talazar with a fleet to size in response to the perceived aggression of the Lords' Alliance. Admiral Talazar is the prot g of Admiral Hern n, who sailed the Grand Ballena in the attack against Wharftown. The Amnian Council is also in direct contact with General Cordell of Maztica in hopes of bringing the Golden Legion, numbering at over six hundred legionnaires, to the Arelith isles as reinforcements.

Attempts at diplomacy have come to a standstill as the Lords' Alliance continues to ignore the diplomatic envoy sent from Amn. Additionally, an attempted breaking and entering of the Ambassador's quarters in the Amnian Embassy has taken place only a few nights prior. While the perpetrator is unknown and still at large, our inside source states that Admiral Hornwynd's reputation precedes him as a man who "gets the job done, come what way".

The arrival of the Lords' Alliance fleet is seen as an implicit threat to Amnian trade routes and an attempt to make a statement of force -- or war. The Arelith isles are seen as an important trade route as without the isles, any voyage from the Sword Coast to Maztica would be tenfold more dangerous and costly. As the Lords' Alliance had almost single-handedly funded the entirety of Guldorand during it's settlement, this is believed to be an agenda that has long been in the works, with the recent conflict in Maztica only serving as a farce to hide hostile intentions.

It is also believed that the Iron Throne will likely ally with the Waterdhavian Navy to protect interests in the city while the current stance of the Merchant Navy, who captains the flagship of Guldorand, is currently unknown. Finally, to end this report, the Press Gang leaves an excerpt from the interview with our inside source.

A: "... Do you think something like Wharftown will happen again?"

I: "... If you'd ask me that question last time we spoke I'd laugh it off as fear-mongerin'. Now? ...I ain't laughin'."

Day 13, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== The Press Gang 1/12/177 ===
Hello, everyone! It's Chief Editor Alter Kim here with the latest issue of the Press Gang! Now, this issue may have been published a bit early but that's because the news we have for you today is that much more important. As some of you may have heard, there has been a massacre of New-Waterhavian settlers in Maztica, with over two hundred dead. You might be wondering what that has to do with the people of Arelith, but the reprecussions of this is something the entirety of the isles will soon feel. Read more about it in "Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith"!

Additionally, we have a submission by a concerned individual regarding the recent changes to the public space of the Cordor town square that many of the public seems to agree with. We also have an interview with our very own Gwendolyn Gallowmere, the magistrate of Cordor, and "Lady Silverhair" a drowess and follower of Eilistraee. Last but not least, we have the third chapter of "From Cordor with Love" by our lovely "Wildarse" and a new article on the rare Blink Carp!

INVESTIGATIVE:
 Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith (By Alter Kim)

INFORMATIVE:
 The Monthly Catch (By Fee Sherman)

LETTER TO THE EDITOR:
 The Loss of Public Space (By Concerned)

INTERVIEWS:
 An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere (By Alter Kim)
 An Interview with Lady Silverhair (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT:
 From Cordor With Love CHAPTER III (By Wildarse)

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith ===
Recently, there have been news that a community of New-Waterdavian settlers in Maztica were found dead with over two hundred Waterdavians killed in the bloody massacre. Open Lord Piergerion of the Lord's Alliance of Waterdeep has vowed that justice will be done upon the responsible once found. But the truth of the matter is that the city of Waterdeep is already fully aware of who is responsible for the attack. According to an inside source, this conflict is the latest in the territorial dispute of Waterdeep attempting to force their way into Amnian-held colonies. The Waterdavian people have been rallying up the Lord's Alliance for retaliation and the inside source confirms that the city is sending a huge part of their navy to the Arelith isles.

While this may seem inconsequential, the act has many ramifications throughout the isles. Half of the Founder's Council of Guldorand are representatives from the Lord's Alliance of Waterdeep and home to the Iron Throne, who owns the largest naval fleet around the Arelith isles at over twenty ships. On the other hand, the city of Cordor is allied with the nation of Amn and lacks any official naval force with the Leviathan rarely leaving the docks. Additionally, our inside source confirms that the Amnian naval forces' presence is nowhere as prominent as it had been in the past. Tensions have been high between the city of Waterdeep and the nation of Amn, and there are even whispers that war may break out with the isles of Arelith as the battlefield.

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== The Loss of Public Space ===
As many of the people of Cordor may have noticed already, on the tenth day of Uktar the furnishings of Cordor square had all been taken away. The only thing left behind was a sign promoting the Rivorndir mystery ball and a sign by Lady Hannah Stormwind. Lady Stormwind stated that she had been tasked with the reorganization of the public space and had removed all of the furnishings to the corner of the barracks. She plans to have eight statues built to decorate the public square instead, one of the king, one of Cordoria, and six of "emotions or virtues".

Now, I am all for the occasional re-organization of the square. No one wants the public space to be cluttered with outdated signs and whatnot. But to take every furnishing, some that have been donated to help the people of Cordor and newcomer adventurers alike, to make room for eight statues seems a bit too much. And if reorganizing the public space is the goal, shouldn't public opinion be an important factor of the project as well?

Already, I've seen many people complain about the removal of the tent stall that acted as the only protection against the rain in the square. The chair and desk that has been the site of many business deals and guard recruitment has gone missing as well. Not only that, signs and boards belonging to the Trade Ministry have been taken by Lady Stormwind as well. While the idea behind the renovation is respectable, the execution is a bit... sloppy.

Also, Lady Stormwind is a new recruit to the guards and a newcomer to the city. While I applaud her desire to better the city and her initiative in proposing the changes, I wonder if she alone is the best fit for this task. Many of the furnishings that were taken have quite the history and attachment to many people that someone new to the city would not understand. The aforementioned chair and desk was placed by one of the previous chancellors and have remained in place for over a year. The stall was the site of the Goldenhorn business, one of the most prominent businesses in aiding newcomers and veterans alike.

Instead, the space is to be taken by statues. I do have to wonder, is that really the best use of the public space? Statues are nice and all but lack a functional purpose to aid the public. Wouldn't the city hall or the museum be a better spot for these statues? Instead of barrels offering supplies to adventurers, locations for businesses, and shelter from the rain, are we to stand about in the square looking at statues?

But I've written enough. I think many people share my sentiment. Ask around and you'll hear the same from many. I hope the government takes this chance to try and ascertain what the public wants before attempting to implement any drastic changes. If any of you agree or disagree and wish to share your sentiments, please contact the Chief Editor, Alter Kim, and he will let me know!

Day 26, Month 11 (Uktar), 177 AR
 Concerned

=== An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere ===
Month 5, Day 2, 177 AR

A: "So Miss Gwen, thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today! Is there any particular reason you accepted?"

G: "Oh-Uh. Nope."

A: "Heh, well thank you anyways. So, you act as the legal aide to the Justiciar. Is there any particular reason you wanted the job?"

G: "When I first got here, there was a guy murdering people, right? That OV guy. Well, he dropped two bodies on me while I was returning from writ-work, and the guard thought I was involved and they got real mad and angry at me. Suppose when I heard there was a job open, I wanted to make sure innocent people weren't getting blamed for things like that."

A: "So you're looking out for the little guy... figuratively speaking."

G: "Sorta. Kinda. I also firmly believe that people who do commit wrong-doings should be punished properly. And I get to learn and see all sorts about the history of the city, that's a bonus."

A: "I was there when you recited the legal codes to Thomas to prove your worth. I have to say it was quite impressive. Did you spend a lot of time reading legal codes even before becoming an aide?"

G: "Yep! I remember everything as it happened, Nana said it was a gift. So learning the written word is really easy when there's a bookshelf full of laws. And, y'know. Ignorance of the law isn't an excuse to break it, which happens often.."

A: "That must be a very useful gift in your current occupation. What about your previous occupation? What did you do before becoming a legal aide?"

G: "Freelance Clown, duh- Traveled with my family performing, came here alone because Nana said it was a good place to learn more."

A: "Do you ever miss your old job?"

G: "Still do it, just don't do it with my pin on."

A: "Ah, really? You must be busy with two different occupations."

G: "Mhm, took a job with the Clover. Gonna perform there sometimes. I miss doing it constantly, but it really takes a considerable amount of effort to appear unphased and optimistic constantly."

A: ?What about when you're not working as a legal aide or elsewhere? Is there anything you like to do in your free time?"

G: "Hm, no, don't think so. Most of my free time is spent reading the history of the isles. Sometimes I walk in nature, but that's about it."

A: "What about food and drink? Is there any particular food or drink you like to enjoy when things get tiring for you?"

G: "Oh, I'm super boring. There's nothing better than simple spring water. But food, I don't know about that one."

A: "You don't have a type of food you like? Maybe a childhood dish or something new you tried?"

G: "I'll eat anything, couldn't be fussy in Chondalwood. If we were eating grubs and worms for dinner, that's what we got."

A: "Can you tell me a bit about Chondalwood? I'm somewhat of a newcomer from the far east so I'm not too familiar with the place."

G: "Oh, it's a real big forest in the interior of Faerun. Full of satyrs and treants and wild elves. See, my Nana is a Ghostwise, so she was born there proper. I don't really know what a Ghostwise is, but I know I'm not one."

A: "You mentioned your Nana quite a few times. She must be someone important to you. Can you tell us a bit about her?"

G: "Mhm, she's super important! She was a councilor, and she was the best shadow dancer I've ever seen!"

A: "And what about friends? Do you have someone you consider as your closest friend? Someone who has always been by your side?"

G: "Oh, no. Not really. I guess, people here are friendly.. I guess Flamma is a friend, he's real nice to me always for no reason. Think I put some people off, they take everything I say too seriously."

A: "Hmm, really? Maybe the reputation of being a legal aide can be intimidating for some. Do you feel people treat you differently since you joined?"

G: "No, don't think so. Maybe that's half the problem, they don't get that Mischief is just an act. It's all just jokes, right? I don't actually think hins are all shoeless weirdos, but it's funny to say it. And when that kinda joke comes directly from a hin? That's like, a double punchline."

A: "I get what you mean. Tell us about Gwen then. If you had to describe Gwen in three words, what would it be?"

G: "Three words? Uh- Sarcastic. Diligent? Aaand.. Studious."

A: "Now let me ask you a hypothetical question. If you had to describe an ideal day, what would the day be like for you?"

G: "Oh, any day that a carnival is going is the ideal day. The music and the fun and the laughter, nothing beats that."

A: "Is there any particular attraction you like most?

G: "I'm usually performing at those, so I'm biased to say the stage."

A: "Let's talk about the future now. So currently you work as a legal aide and performer. Are you content with where you are right now or is there a bigger position that you are aiming for?"

G: "It'd be nice to keep working and become a full fledged Magistrate. But I'm pretty content with my station."

A: "What about your legacy? In times to come, what would you like to be remembered for most?"

G: "Ooh, a legacy? No, don't really think about that. I've no illusions about myself, I'm more than likely going to be forgotten by time, that's fine with me. Oh, I'd also like to work with the King directly, to get that kinda station would be both memorable AND exciting."

A: "Ha, I don't think that's something that could be forgotten. But every big thing starts small! Let's take a peek into the daily routine of Gwen-"

A: "When you wake up, do you have a morning routine you like to follow?"

G: "Well, skipping over boring things like washing and eating, I usually head straight to the library first thing. I can normally find a book for studying, then I see if Thomas or the Guards need anything."

A: "Do you study a book a day?"

G: "Usually, yeah."

A: "What's today's book of study then?"

G: "An Elven Phrasebook. Likely to be my book for a while, at least until I learn the language."

A: "Any particular reason you chose to learn Elven?"

G: "Seems to be one of the most spoken languages here, and considering how many wild elves I know back home, it makes sense to learn it properly."

A: "And what about a bedtime routine? Anything you like to do to wind down for the day?"

G: "Usually offer a prayer to Brandobaris, and thank Tymora for another fortunate day."

A: "Well, that's pretty much all the questions I have for you today. Before we end though, is there anything you would like to say to the readers?"

G: "Hm. I don't think so. I haven't got much in the way of grand statements, maybe just, there's nothing wrong with not being good at everything. Sometimes it's best to just be comfortable with yourself, most things kinda fall into place when you think like that."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to be interviewed today. I think a lot of people would be interested in reading about you!"

Day 11, Month 5 (Mirtul), 177 AR
 Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere ===
Month 5, Day 2, 177 AR

A: "So Miss Gwen, thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today! Is there any particular reason you accepted?"

G: "Oh-Uh. Nope."

A: "Heh, well thank you anyways. So, you act as the legal aide to the Justiciar. Is there any particular reason you wanted the job?"

G: "When I first got here, there was a guy murdering people, right? That OV guy. Well, he dropped two bodies on me while I was returning from writ-work, and the guard thought I was involved and they got real mad and angry at me. Suppose when I heard there was a job open, I wanted to make sure innocent people weren't getting blamed for things like that."

A: "So you're looking out for the little guy... figuratively speaking."

G: "Sorta. Kinda. I also firmly believe that people who do commit wrong-doings should be punished properly. And I get to learn and see all sorts about the history of the city, that's a bonus."

A: "I was there when you recited the legal codes to Thomas to prove your worth. I have to say it was quite impressive. Did you spend a lot of time reading legal codes even before becoming an aide?"

G: "Yep! I remember everything as it happened, Nana said it was a gift. So learning the written word is really easy when there's a bookshelf full of laws. And, y'know. Ignorance of the law isn't an excuse to break it, which happens often.."

A: "That must be a very useful gift in your current occupation. What about your previous occupation? What did you do before becoming a legal aide?"

G: "Freelance Clown, duh- Traveled with my family performing, came here alone because Nana said it was a good place to learn more."

A: "Do you ever miss your old job?"

G: "Still do it, just don't do it with my pin on."

A: "Ah, really? You must be busy with two different occupations."

G: "Mhm, took a job with the Clover. Gonna perform there sometimes. I miss doing it constantly, but it really takes a considerable amount of effort to appear unphased and optimistic constantly."

A: ?What about when you're not working as a legal aide or elsewhere? Is there anything you like to do in your free time?"

G: "Hm, no, don't think so. Most of my free time is spent reading the history of the isles. Sometimes I walk in nature, but that's about it."

A: "What about food and drink? Is there any particular food or drink you like to enjoy when things get tiring for you?"

G: "Oh, I'm super boring. There's nothing better than simple spring water. But food, I don't know about that one."

A: "You don't have a type of food you like? Maybe a childhood dish or something new you tried?"

G: "I'll eat anything, couldn't be fussy in Chondalwood. If we were eating grubs and worms for dinner, that's what we got."

A: "Can you tell me a bit about Chondalwood? I'm somewhat of a newcomer from the far east so I'm not too familiar with the place."

G: "Oh, it's a real big forest in the interior of Faerun. Full of satyrs and treants and wild elves. See, my Nana is a Ghostwise, so she was born there proper. I don't really know what a Ghostwise is, but I know I'm not one."

A: "You mentioned your Nana quite a few times. She must be someone important to you. Can you tell us a bit about her?"

G: "Mhm, she's super important! She was a councilor, and she was the best shadow dancer I've ever seen!"

A: "And what about friends? Do you have someone you consider as your closest friend? Someone who has always been by your side?"

G: "Oh, no. Not really. I guess, people here are friendly.. I guess Flamma is a friend, he's real nice to me always for no reason. Think I put some people off, they take everything I say too seriously."

A: "Hmm, really? Maybe the reputation of being a legal aide can be intimidating for some. Do you feel people treat you differently since you joined?"

G: "No, don't think so. Maybe that's half the problem, they don't get that Mischief is just an act. It's all just jokes, right? I don't actually think hins are all shoeless weirdos, but it's funny to say it. And when that kinda joke comes directly from a hin? That's like, a double punchline."

A: "I get what you mean. Tell us about Gwen then. If you had to describe Gwen in three words, what would it be?"

G: "Three words? Uh- Sarcastic. Diligent? Aaand.. Studious."

A: "Now let me ask you a hypothetical question. If you had to describe an ideal day, what would the day be like for you?"

G: "Oh, any day that a carnival is going is the ideal day. The music and the fun and the laughter, nothing beats that."

A: "Is there any particular attraction you like most?

G: "I'm usually performing at those, so I'm biased to say the stage."

A: "Let's talk about the future now. So currently you work as a legal aide and performer. Are you content with where you are right now or is there a bigger position that you are aiming for?"

G: "It'd be nice to keep working and become a full fledged Magistrate. But I'm pretty content with my station."

A: "What about your legacy? In times to come, what would you like to be remembered for most?"

G: "Ooh, a legacy? No, don't really think about that. I've no illusions about myself, I'm more than likely going to be forgotten by time, that's fine with me. Oh, I'd also like to work with the King directly, to get that kinda station would be both memorable AND exciting."

A: "Ha, I don't think that's something that could be forgotten. But every big thing starts small! Let's take a peek into the daily routine of Gwen-"

A: "When you wake up, do you have a morning routine you like to follow?"

G: "Well, skipping over boring things like washing and eating, I usually head straight to the library first thing. I can normally find a book for studying, then I see if Thomas or the Guards need anything."

A: "Do you study a book a day?"

G: "Usually, yeah."

A: "What's today's book of study then?"

G: "An Elven Phrasebook. Likely to be my book for a while, at least until I learn the language."

A: "Any particular reason you chose to learn Elven?"

G: "Seems to be one of the most spoken languages here, and considering how many wild elves I know back home, it makes sense to learn it properly."

A: "And what about a bedtime routine? Anything you like to do to wind down for the day?"

G: "Usually offer a prayer to Brandobaris, and thank Tymora for another fortunate day."

A: "Well, that's pretty much all the questions I have for you today. Before we end though, is there anything you would like to say to the readers?"

G: "Hm. I don't think so. I haven't got much in the way of grand statements, maybe just, there's nothing wrong with not being good at everything. Sometimes it's best to just be comfortable with yourself, most things kinda fall into place when you think like that."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to be interviewed today. I think a lot of people would be interested in reading about you!"

Day 11, Month 5 (Mirtul), 177 AR
 Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Lady Silverhair ===
A: "Tell me about yourself Lady Silverhair. Or whatever parts you are comfortable sharing with our readers."

S: "Please understand this is difficult to talk about."

A: "Of course. Whatever you feel safe talking about."

S: "I grew up in a small village. I won't say where exactly, but life was cruel. If you were not a priestess, you were nearly just a slave. I helped my mother clean the kitchens, and halls of one of the Higher Houses in the town. It was a simple life though I loved my family and working. However when my Mother accidently misspoke to one of the priestesses, they killed her. On the spot. No, warning, no emotion. I was left there, standing in shock. The priestess then knelt beside me and told me: 'Lolth be praised.' Lolth be praised? As if she was doing me a service.."

A: "Is this a common occurrence in the Underdark?"

S: "Yes. If you're not a priestess of at least equal standing, your life is forfeit as seen fit. I was made to clean up the mess that was left.. 'It makes you stronger, hardens your heart,' they told me... But I will never be like them. I collected what few belongings I had left, then ran away. I remember wandering the Underdark for what felt like cycles... almost getting eaten a few times because of my curious nature. Eventually I would be saved by a drow, his name was Haddal. He asked what I was doing all by myself, wandering aimlessly. I had told him what happened, and that I would never be like them. And instead of slaying me, he offered me a hand and asked if I had heard of the Dark Maiden."

S: "He would train me. Taught me how to fight. How to survive on my own. The teachings of the dancing lady. And when I was old enough, he brought me to the surface. It was a day I will never forget. Looking up and seeing the night sky. How green the leaves were. The singing of the birds... it felt almost nonexistent. He told me not to wander too far, but I did not listen. I was enthralled. A place not touched by the spider queen. A place of peace, of love. I wandered too far from Haddal and accidentally stumbled onto the open road. A caravan stopped, seeing me. Throwing things and brandishing a blade calling me drow-filth."

S: "I tried to state my intentions however no one can trust the word of a drow. They attacked me... and I had to wound two of them before I fled. I found Haddal and cried. He lectured me on straying too far. But he told me one day we will be welcomed on the surface. Free as every other race. Human, elf, halfling. We just have to wait, and let them know we are out there."

A: "And that's why you sought me?"

S: "Yes, we have to let them know that not each of us are monsters. That we can be redeemed. I'm not sure how many will believe you, or me. They might even call you a sympathizer or a fool and that I am trying to trick you. But as long as one person is given hope, we have done something today."

A: "And what became of Haddal?"

S: "Years later, Haddal would be killed trying to free more people like me. I promised I would carry on his work."

A: "I see. I'm sorry. Do you carry on his work alone or are there others like you?"

S: "For now... it's just me. My position is dangerous, but I feel maybe someday I can turn some of the people close to me to Eilistraee."

A: "I hope this can help you in your goals. It is a noble goal."

S: "Thank you. I wish more people were as open minded as you. But I feel it will be many cycles before anything might ever be hoped to change."

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter III ===
Publisher's note:
 No animal, be it a badger, a crocodile or a shark, was harmed in the process of writing this chapter of the story.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club, The Secret Underground Meeting Room
 Eleasis 15th, 183 AR
 09:00 PM

"Why did you bring them here!?" the Treasurer immediately jumped up from his seat. In response, fragments of unintelligible explanations came from the orcs. No one seemed to be listening to them though. The Treasurer immediately caught himself and mumbled: "I beg your pardon, Doctor." He gestured with his hand, suggesting she take matters into her own hands. However, he was clearly in no hurry to get back down.
 Dr. Coincidence looked sternly at the Treasurer. She noted to herself that he was expecting intruders, but didn't bother to warn her. "Treasurer, where are your manners?" she reproached him with mock politeness. Then turned her attention to the uninvited guests.
 "Well, well, well. Just look at who decided to personally congratulate me on my birthday!" quipped the Doctor when, at her gesture, the captives were brought closer to the table. "Mister Chadley!" she answered her own question, faking a smile. "And...?" She looked pointedly at Kitara.
 "I am Kitara Twinetall," the firbolg replied. She made a restrained curtsy, to which Hald snorted approvingly.
 "Of course, Kitara, yes," she nodded. "It's nice to see a new face in our... environment," the Doctor picked the right word to which Hald threw a meaningful look at Kitara. Kitara began to feel like she was being played hard.
 Awkward thoughts began to spin in the Doctor's head: "How long did it take to plan this daring invasion? They must have come a long way and taken incredible risks to get here! It must be a shame to fall into a trap after so much effort. It would be simply unfair to just shoot them, right? RIGHT?"
 "I see something didn't go according to the plan?" she asked with the casual intonation of a badger crouching in the tall grass, preparing to jump.
 "Actually, everything is going as planned," Hald answered confidently. "In a moment we will get free from these chains and deal with all of you at once." At those words some of the outer chairs tried to look behind him to make sure the bindings were secure.
 The Doctor peered into the imperturbable faces of her captives. The moral dilemma tormented her mind mercilessly: "They are so good! They deserve much MORE..." Looking for a confirmation, she glanced at the Treasurer. The Treasurer bored her with his piggy eyes in response, and seemed to clearly understand what she was thinking. The slight shaking of his head was meant to convey a simple message to her: "Doctor, please no! No! NOOOO!"
 She shook her head. "Ha! Anyway, what does this orc understand about serious business?" she thought and then asked rhetorically: "Oh, I see you like humor, Mister Chadley?". "I also have a few tricks in store," she announced excitedly. "Get them to the water!" she called to the half-orcs, pointing in the direction of a nearby hall with a large water tank in the center. A suspended platform was located directly above the water.
 "Release the banite monk sharks!" shouted Dr. Coincidence and added leisurely, breaking into a smile and twisting a lock of her red hair on the pinky of her right hand as the prisoners were brought closer to the water: "Mister Chadley, you will notice that all the sharks have rays of light coming from their eyes. I figure every creature deserves a well lit meal!"
 "Ahem-ahem-ahem," immediately came the sound from the Treasurer, who a moment later had already pulled his chair up to the Doctor's throne, "Doctor Coincidence, it is about the sharks ..."
 Moving even closer, he began to whisper: "While you were busy at the clinic, the Soulhaven included monk sharks in the list of sacred animals. We tried to get some, but it would have taken months to clear up the red tape," he said with an expression of painful annoyance on his face, after which he hurried to take his place.
 Those sitting at the tables watched as the Doctor listened attentively to the Treasurer, nodded understandingly, and then burst out:
 "You know, I have one simple request," she addressed the assembly with deliberate patience, "and that is to have sharks with frickin red glowing eyes! Now evidently my half-orc colleague informs me that it cannot be done!" Then, after a deep sigh, she turned to the Treasurer and, with the calmness of a dire badger who had just been pulled by the tail, inquired: "What do we have?"
 "Salmon," replied the Treasurer with the face of a man who always performed his duties flawlessly and only this time he stumbled once. OBVIOUSLY it was not his mistake, but the inaccuracy of the problem statement on the part of the customer.
 For a long minute the Doctor stared into space in front of her. Not a single muscle moved in her face. The hall fell into a thunderous silence, through which those sitting closest to the room with the failed sharks could hear someone's loud whisper: "What have you got us into, Hald?! What is going on here?"
 Badger sneezed indignantly.
 "Ri-ight," the Doctor drawled, summing up the situation.
 "They are fiendish salmon," the Treasurer made a desperate attempt, "delivered from the Iron Citadel!"
 "Really?" The Doctor decided to take pity on the half-orc: "Are they fiend-pacted?"
 "Absolutely!" the Treasurer said confidently with an inner cry, clutching at the saving straw with both hands and feet.
 "That's a start. Alright," she spread her hands compromisingly. Then she turned to the three orcs, who had already chained the captives to the pole that held the platform to the ceiling: "Begin the unnecessarily slow-moving dipping mechanism!"
 One of the trio of orcs holding the captives at gunpoint pulled a lever beside him. A trapdoor slid open in the floor directly below the orc next to him. There was a receding orcish cry of "Wrong lever!", a splash, the sounds of crocodiles, then the hatch closed.
 "Why do we even have THAT lever?" Dr. Coincidence clarified with the Treasurer with displeasure. However, such a trifle could no longer spoil her mood.
 "Oh," was all the delinquent orc managed to squeeze out. At his own risk, he pulled another lever. Luckily for him, the platform with Hald and Kitara began to slowly approach the surface of the water, which had already begun to show fish activity. Kitara looked around restlessly, trying to assess the strength of the chains along the way. Hald, for his part, took a leisurely look around the platform, then watched the diabolic looking fish splashing wildly beneath it. Then he whispered to Kitara, "Do you still trust me?" In response, Kitara lifted her leg slightly to give him a painful kick, but then suddenly whispered cheerfully instead: "Yes!" She put her leg back on the platform. "Blum-bluma-blama-fuz!" the platform made an agonizing metallic sound in response. Hald's face showed the smile of a man who enjoys his work. He turned his proud chin towards Dr. Coincidence and directed his gaze directly into her eyes.
 "Close the gates!" the Doctor shouted, catching Hald's eye. "Goodbye, Mister Chadley!" she shouted at last. She gave the Treasurer a triumphant look, as if to say to him: "Watch and learn! This is how you deal with your arch-enemies!" The Treasurer tried to object to what was happening, but quickly realized that he was not being heard. Dr. Coincidence was already deep in her thoughts.
 Somewhere in the depths of the walls, powerful mechanisms began to work. The Doctor and Hald continued to look at each other.
 "What a man ..." The Doctor said voluptuously when the doors were almost closed. A little louder than she expected, which caught the Treasurer's puzzled look, who managed to hear the words over the noise of the closing mechanisms.
 The gates closed.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 Is this the end? Will Hald and Kitara become food for the fish? Common! Wildarse is not THAT wild. She can't kill the main characters of the story like this, right? RIGHT? You know where to find the answer!

Day 6, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 "Wildarse"

=== The Monthly Catch - Blink Carp; Hubris of the Arcane ===
In the past year a strange phenomenon has rippled through the fishing world, a new species of fish has appeared in and around Arelith. The Blink Carp, recognized by it's bright blue scales and greenish back stripes, it has been found almost everywhere.

This fish has an unnatural penchant for teleporting when it senses danger giving it a reputation as the bane of rookie anglers and non fishing folk alike. Some specimens are rumoured contain peculiar organs that can be used in the place of spell components. Townsfolk trade stories of fish appearing out of thin air only to flop about causing havoc in their homes, breaking pottery, knocking things over and causing a racket in the middle of the night, only to teleport away soon after.

Some investigative research has lead me to believe that the ones responsible for this locomantic piscine menace were a group of wizards who were trying to clean the isle of the thaumic waste contaminating some waterways. The waterways are indeed less thaumically contaminated these days, but as is often the case, the wizards did not stop to consider the potential consequences of their otherwise goodly actions.

I reached out to Archmage Yusmena concerning the matter, she declined to comment. So again, I asked our local fishing expert, Haster the Fishmonger, for some insight into the matter.

He had this to say;
 "Oy nah, yeah. They're tricky blighters for sure. If'n ya can get a runic hook they'll come right up, easy as pie. Some magicky adventurin' sort once told me that ya can ward the area too. Ain't really sure what 'e meant though."

So there you have it, dear readers, the secrets of the elusive Blink Carp revealed.

Happy fishing!

Day 26, Month 11 (Uktar), 177 AR
 "Fee Sherman"

=== Breaking news: Kinslayer in the streets of Cordor! ===
Read all about it! A kinslayer who has been heard confessing to the murder of his own father is sheltered in the city of Cordor, and lives in this very Cordorian Press building!

The name of this murderer? Dala!

He can be identified by his copper red hair and unusually masculine (for an elf!) visage. He owns a shop opposite the Flaming Lotus, and has been seen around the area. Beware, citizens and visitors!

Has this news been supressed by the Cordorian government? Why is this creature allowed to remain in this very building, a prime piece of real estate? Well, because this man is known (and is friendly with!) the Chancellor of Cordor, Ginny Fairlen. Is Ginny covering up this news? Who else knows about this and is covering up this news?

This reporter has knowledge on a member of the noble house Rivorndir aware of this situation! So clearly, this situation is more widely known. The one person who attempted to bring this situation to the attention of Justicar Thomas Castemont, in the Justice Ministery was exiled immediately, one Anna Shadowsight! A person who apparently has mysteriously disappeared!

Will justice be done? Or will the Cordor Press be complicit with a coverup?

The people need to know!

Day 2, Month 3 (Ches), 177 AR
 Concerned

=== Festival of Mask ===
Come enjoy the festival of Mask in Condor

Day 21, Month 3 (Ches), 177 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Press Gang 16/10/177 ===
Hello, I am the new editor-in-chief of the Press Gang, Alter Kim! Today, the Press Gang has quite the collection for our readers. As a reminder, the Press Gang is still hiring! Anyone who wishes to write for the press can do so at their leisure as we do not require our journalists to submit an article for each issue. Additionally, anyone who wishes to submit a letter to the editor regarding one of the articles is welcome to do so!

INFORMATIVE:
 Dracoliches Attack Cordor Graveyard! (By Alter Kim)

INTERVIEWS:
 An Interview with the Chancellor, Ginny Rivorndir (By Alter Kim)
 An Interview with the kobold, Maknold (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT
 From Cordor With Love CHAPTER I (By Wildarse)

Day 16, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Anonymous

=== Dracoliches Attack Cordor Graveyard! ===
On Day 15, Month 10, 177 AR, the Government District of Cordor experienced a sudden and violent shaking of the ground. With no Guards present, Sir Xalden Grantz and Miss Catherine took lead in evacuating noncombatants to the Nomad. Shortly afterwards, a rider of the Royal Cavalry emerged from the Royal Palace, bearing a message that cultists had infiltrated the city and desecrated the graveyard. They sought able bodied individuals to help assist with the reconsecration. Volunteers split into two teams to secure both the city and the graveyard before regrouping in the graveyard to fight hordes of undead that had been raised.

Sir Storm Nightwind led the attempt to perform the Hallowed Rest ritual, aided by two others whose names are currently unknown, but the numbers of the undead were too numerous and the ritual failed. Sir Lefric Ruston and Sir Minto Fuzzypaw then soon arrived with members of the Hawkin. Sir Minto took charge of the ritual, allowing Sir Storm to take to the defense. But when the ritual neared completion, nearly a dozen Dracoliches alighted onto the graveyard grounds while undead continued to pour from the crypts and rise from the dirt. An insurmountable feeling of dread filled the air as a colossal abyssal fiend emerged from the main crypt, pushing the volunteer forces back. Sir Xalden rallied his horse and charged it immediately, followed by many of the volunteer forces. Eventually, the fiend was slain and the undead were put to rest as the graveyard was once more consecrated.

From there, leadership was deferred to Sir Efren, the new caretaker of the cemetery and crypts. Groups were formed to investigate the crypts and tombs in the graveyard, eventually reconvening in the main crypt. Investigation found the casket of Dame Arael Laceflower disturbed. While the body was still present and untouched, the casket had been clearly broken into. For those unfamiliar with the name, Dame Arael was the High Priestess of Cordor many years ago when the Sword of Benwick was still present. Speculation leads to believe that this incident may be related in regards to the event that occurred at Light Keep recently. If anyone has further information regarding the connection between the attack on the graveyards and the events at Light Keep, please contact the Press Gang!

Day 16, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Ginny Rivorndir ===
Month 4, Day 22, 177 AR

A: "So, Lady Ginny, thank you for agreeing to being interviewed today. Is there any reason in particular you accepted the interview?"

G: "Ah well, a few. Primarily, it's part of the job to make myself available for such. I try to be approachable for everyone and... I think this sort of thing helps with that. And I'll also admit I enjoy this sort of thing, so there's a little bit of that too."

A: "Do you feel that many people see you more for your position than you as an individual?"

G: "Mh, it depends on who I reckon. But yes, I think that's true for the majority of people."

A: "Being a Chancellor must be a full time position even when you are not in the office. But when you have the chance, is there any specific hobby or interest you like to pursue?"

G: "Ah, I play the harp, though I'm definitely nothing special, most bards'd be insulted if I called myself a musician. I also quite like reading, specifically but not limited to topics of philosophy. Additionally, interior design, poetry and sailing. Though that last one is my former job turned into a hobby I suppose."

A: "You were a sailor before you entered the office?"

G: "Ah, of course. You're a somewhat recent arrival I believe? Or at least weren't in Cordor during most of 176?"

A: "Yes, I arrived on the first day of the third month of 177 AR."

G: "I was Captain of the Cordor Navy before Justiciar Rillie Sauer under then-chancellor Najih tried me for treason."

A: "Tried for treason? Is that something you can speak more on?"

G: "I could speak on it for a long time. It might take up an entire interview. Would you like the very brief short version, or would you like to deep-dive a little?"

A: "Mm, it is up to you. This is your interview so whatever you wish to share with our readers."

G: "Then I will say that myself and mister Ezykial were accused of treason because we'd had some contact with enemies of Cordor. We were eventually acquitted... But only after Najih's government essentially imploded. You need only look back a few issues of the press to read the accounts of the ordeal, as detailed by Miss Mai. Two ministers resigned. The chancellor's aide resigned. Almost the entire guard resigned. The entire Cordor Navy resigned."

A: "Sounds like quite the political upheaval."

G: "Certainly was. But ah, I should not deep dive here and now. Miss Mai has already done that, 'tis available to readers still. Most people saw it for what it was... a political move to silence Ezykial."

A: "But now you are the Chancellor. A duty with quite the responsibility. Do you miss having the time to play the harp and go sailing?"

G: "Ah, that's a common misconception. I do find the time for such, Certainly, sometimes I work day and night and have to forgo proper sleep, but... I consider such a failure of proper management and leadership. When I am doing my job well, others are empowered to do theirs with minimal actual involvement of myself."

A: "Ah, that sounds efficient. More hands mean less work as the old saying goes."

G: "Mh, indeed. If I had to pass on any advice to future chancellors it would be... delegate, delegate, delegate."

A: "You mentioned you would occasionally give up proper sleep for your duties. But, when possible, do you have a bedtime routine you like to follow?"

G: "Ah, admittedly between the sustenance spell and the nature of different people's availability and such... I don't really have a pre-set bedtime or routine, no. I do tend to put away my staff and cloak at home though, when I'm not expecting guests! So that might count.."

A: "Mm, what about a morning routine when you awake? Do you have a few moments to yourself before you dive into your work?"

G: "Yes indeed. I usually have some tea, wash, do my hair, nails, and then spend some time going through paperwork from the previous day."

A: "I can see that you very much enjoy tea. Is there a particular comfort dish you like to enjoy as well when you have the chance to eat?"

G: "Ah, I'm a bit of a sweet-tooth, really. I'm partial to treats and pastries... But especially chocolate cake."

A: "Ah, I can relate to having a fondness for sweets. What about a place you like to go to recharge after a long day?"

G: "Ah, it's rather dull honestly. My home."

A: "I don't think it's dull at all. Home is home for a reason. But let us dive into some more personal questions about you now. Do you have a dream or goal you wish to one day achieve?"

G: "Oof... A dream or a goal I wish to one day achieve? You're asking me that, a common-born woman, as chancellor of Cordor? The highest function one can attain in this city?"

A: "Well, I believe it is our nature to always wish for more. To fly as close to the sun as we can."

G: "Well, I never pursued this function for myself. I ended up running for chancellor because I genuinely believed there was no one better. When I made the decision to run, Cordor wasn't doing so well. And this city is my home. I care for its people, and I saw no other path forward. To be honest... at this point, I'm not really looking past the chancellorship anymore. I know that once I step back from running the city, I'd like to have children."

A: "Do you regret running for chancellor?"

G: "Regret? No. I don't dwell on the past usually. The 'now' is the only thing we can ever change. I can ill afford to lament the past, or fear the future."

A: "A wise philosophy to have. You mentioned you would like to one day have kids. Do you know how many kids you would want or if you would want your first child to be a son or daughter?"

G: "Oof, as for a number... I think three might be nice, but... we'll see if I've the energy for a second after the first, yeah? As for a son or a daughter. No preference."

A: "And speaking of your future, what do you wish your legacy to be one day? What do you hope people will remember you for in the future? Your time as a Chancellor? Your deeds?"

G: "I would hope they remember me for rebuilding Cordor. Specifically my efforts other than the military and the Justice Department. The Cordor Academy, the press, the museum, the Lotus, the Nomad, the furnishing of various government buildings, the establishment of better ties with Brogendenstein... Among other things."

A: "I think I speak for many of our readers when I say that the city has done well under your leadership. As a newcomer myself, the city has been open to people like I and has provided us many opportunities."

G: "Mhm. That has been my goal. To shift the focus away from the military a little. And I dare say, even the military has benefited from this approach. In my time on the island I have never seen the Cordor military as competent as it is now."

A: "Once you leave the office, do you have any ideas of what you would like to do? Besides raising a family of course."

G: "I expect I'll be in office a while longer to be honest, I don't see another candidate on the rise, and I don't see support for my government wavering. Beyond that, I will do what my new family expects of me. My talents are in government, strategy, diplomacy, and education, that sort of thing... so, I'd expect something along those lines."

A: "Being a member of the Rivorndirs comes with quite the baggage."

G: "It does."

A: "How are you handling it so far?"

G: "Ah... I have a great mentor."

A: "Your husband?"

G: "Actually, my uncle, Khara'gos."

A: "He's taught you how to deal with the responsibility of being a Rivorndir?"

G: "Among other things. I have yet to go through the rites of Lady Siamorphe's divine right. Until I do that, I am noble in name only."

A: "How has the public reacted to your marriage with Sir Dax Rivorndir? The Rivorndirs are a very powerful and influential House in Cordor. Has there been any dissent about you becoming a member of such a house?"

G: "Well, Sencliff did launch a raid on my wedding. But from within Cordor? Not really, no."

A: "Well, I think that is all the time that we have today! As we end this interview, Is there anything you would like to tell our readers?"

G: "I'd like to remind everyone that my doors are ever open to advice, feedback, and yes, even complaints. Many folk hide themselves behind anonymity and take to the boards. To all those people I would say... talk to me. I will listen. I may not always agree... But I'll hear you and consider what you have to say. I can however not debate with anonymous posters on the board. Speak to me as a person, and I will treat you as one in turn."

A: "And final question, Lady Ginny. If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

G: "One word? I don't know. I don't think I could describe myself in one word."

A: "Think of it as a challenge, then. Maybe a quality of yourself you are proud most of or something to describe the hardships you've been through."

G: "Alright then, fine. As imperfect as it may be... A rock."

A: "A rock. Any particular reason why?"

G: "Stability, both for myself and for others. You may think that's a political answer, but I've always sought to provide that for people, for my friends, And I've always sought to be... stable. Long before I even considered running for office."

A: "Well thank you again for agreeing to this interview Lady Ginny. I think many people will be interested in learning more about you as a person rather than your reputation."

G: "Thank you for offering me the opportunity, mister Alter."

Day 15, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Maknold ===
A: "So, tell me Mister Maknold. Why were you interested in being interviewed for the Press Gang?"

M: "Believes such would be a chance to spread knowledge of kin and the creator."

A: "I will admit, I do not know much of your kind. Can you give us a little introduction to yourself?"

M: "Of course. This one is a linguist, master tailor, and seeker of knowledge of all that share the blood of Io."

A: "Io? Is Io the creator of all kobolds?"

M: "Yes, Io is the one that is responsible for these ones' creation. Is the creator of all dragons, and cares for such and those that share those ones' blood."

A: "I have met some of those with dragon blood on the Surface. Do you share a kinship with them, despite the conflict between the Surface and the Underdark?"

M: "This one does, though others amongst this one's kin may not share such a view, but Io loves all kin regardless of lineage as all are that one's children. And as this one is a kobold, this one must seek to be worthy of the Ninefold's love, as these ones were the first kin of dragons to share that one's blood."

A: "Ninefold? Can you explain more about this Ninefold?"

M: "Oh, the Ninefold is simply a title for Io. Similar to how Bahamut is known as the platinum one."

A: "Ah, I see. And tell me more about your kin. The only information I have heard about your kin is that you are an industrious people."

M: "Well, that one has been informed accurately to such, but this one can elaborate to the why of such. It is fundamentally how these ones pray at the end of the cycle, for it is the reason that the Ninefold gave the first of the dragons the means to influence the world when all of the Ninefold's first children were still gods. Such gave those ones that knowledge so that those ones could build those ones' lairs and those ones' hoards, and such those ones did. And this one isn't afraid to say these ones were and still are vithing good at it."

A: "Do you and your kin do anything else to worship Io? Any particular rituals or offerings you give to the Ninefold?"

M: "Well, admits not many of this one kin worship the Ninefold, as many kin in Andunor worship others of the pantheon, and many chose to honor Kurtulmak."

A: "How does this Kurtulmak differ from Io?"

M: "Well, Kurtulmak is a kobold as opposed to a dragon, and as such a mortal before the Ninefold made such a god. Kurtulmak was the first of these ones to be made as such."

A: "And does his dogma differ from that of Io's?"

M: "Oh! Vastly different. Whilst the Ninefold does not have any specific dogma, given that one is the creator of all that share dragon's blood, Kurtulmak is quite specific. Such is the one that instructs these ones to mine and offer service and to practice caution when dealing with those that are not kin."

A: "And what is your opinion of Kurtulmak's dogma?"

M: "Personally, this one thinks such has served well in the past to ensure these ones survival, but has kept these ones from claiming a larger place in the world."

A: "I hear that one of the districts is run by your kind, yes?"

M: "Well, such is certainly true, but this one speaks of the wider world. Would ask that one what great cities that this one's kin have? What great monuments can this one's kin claim?"

A: "I can't say I can think of any."

M: "This one's point exactly."

A: "So do you wish for your people to one day live on the Surface?"

M: "Admits this one does not mind to such specifically, but this one longs for a place for kin to call these ones' own. But this one would look forward to the cycle that kin are not treated with such hostility."

A: "Do you think the Surface unfairly judges your people?"

M: "This one does, those ones fear these ones without due course, as these ones often look to defend other kin from attacks when these ones only seek industry."

A: "And what are your opinions about the current state of conflict between the Surface and the Underdark?"

M: "Frankly, this one thinks such is self perpetuating, both seek vindication for the actions undertaken by the other."

A: "Now, let us talk about works and yourself, Mister Maknold. You spoke of great cities and monuments before. Do you have any projects that you are working on currently?"

M: "Admits this one is saving the profits from this one's industry so that this one may eventually invest in such a project."

A: "Any particular plans or ideas for a project?"

M: "Has been thinking of developing a monument for the Ninefold so that all that share the Ninefold's blood may gather."

A: "Hm, I would love to see such a monument. Is there anything else you would like to tell our readers about you or your kin?"

M: "Yes, buy the products of these ones industry, such will not find items of higher quality."

A: "Hah, an excellent opportunity for marketing indeed. And before we end, I do have a question for you. Are you not worried that fellow underdarkers may dislike the fact you agreed to an interview with the Press Gang?"

M: "Thinks some will, others will understand, but this one doubts any would act against this one as such would be an act against the rest of kin."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to this interview and I am sure that many of the readers would be interested in reading about you and your kin!"

M: "This one thanks, is sure such will look favorable to this one."

Day 15, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter I ===
Crimson Fairy Tales is happy to present to you the first chapter of the From Cordor with Love story by Wildarse !

Annotation:
 The world is in danger: the great and terrible Doctor Coincidence threatens to unleash a virus of unprecedented power, demanding a ransom of 1 billion gold! But for every supervillain there is a superhero! The inimitable Hald Chadley, Guldorand's best secret intelligence agent, is ready for decisive action! Together with his partner, the charming Kitara Twinetall, he will easily bypass all the ingenious traps set by the insidious enemy and save the Arelith archipelago!

Publisher's note:
 ALL CHARACTERS AND EVENTS DESCRIBED - EVEN THOSE BASED ON REAL PEOPLE AND HISTORICAL FACTS - ARE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. THE FOLLOWING PUBLICATION MAY CONTAIN COARSE LANGUAGE, DESCRIPTIONS OF SCENES OF UNCONTROLLED VIOLENCE AND WILD PASSION AND DUE TO ITS CONTENT IT SHOULD NOT BE READ BY ANYONE...

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club
 Eleasis 15th, 183 AR
 08:00 PM

This evening, a real pandemonium formed in The Lilting Lotus club: luxurious carriages drove up and drove off one after another, leaving behind representatives of the nobility, who, along with simpler people, crowded into the atmosphere of loud, but no less refined music, beautiful dishes and strong drinks. Many citizens of the City of Cordor have made it their top priority to attend Dr. Coincidence's birthday party.
 The Doctor herself, however, was nowhere to be seen (which did not prevent idle visitors from drinking and eating in honor of the birthday girl), and some of the important guests, after some time in the main hall, moved to some other room through an inconspicuous but guarded doorway in the far part club. It was this portal that Kitara Twinetall, a 5-meter-high beautiful representative of the firbolg race, has been secretly watching for the past few hours, wearing a scarlet evening dress (made by a craftsman from barge flooring) and heels (size 67) on the occasion of the event.
 Now Kitara was sitting on sofas not far from the gaming tables, imposingly crossing her legs, and leisurely sipping wine from a crystal flower vase that had previously stood on the coffee table in front of her. Despite the frank attractiveness of the giantess, awarded with many admiring glances that evening, no one dared to keep her company. "So much effort for nothing," Kitara mentally sighed, but continued to watch, smiling gallantly at the passing guests.
 The attention of the giantess was attracted by another visitor to the secret room. The guest's face was hidden by a deep hood, but expensive crimson-black robes, pretentious gestures, not to mention a retinue of half-orc guards, betrayed in him the Treasurer . The character was known for his intrigues, and was also the current head of the River Orc crime house, whose lair was located in the northwestern region of the city, popularly called Cordorc . Kitara chuckled to herself in approval. According to the office's intelligence, the infamous half-orc was supposed to be in Guldorand, but Kitara's instincts did not fail when she insisted that the operation not begin until the Treasurer arrived.
 Watching the gentlemen disappear into the opening, Kitara glanced at one of the players at the gaming tables nearby; the man sideways caught the eye of the beauty and nodded smoothly in response, moving on to the exchange of exit formalities with those sitting at the table. Having finished, he tossed some of the chips from his bouncy slide of winnings to a few players who were apparently less fortunate than he was. Then the man stood up.
 A handsome young man appeared before Kitara, dressed in black expensive pants and polished fashionable shoes. The shirt, however, was missing, revealing to the world an untanned, muscular torso. Kitara covered her eyes with a hand "Oh Gods, not again!" Meanwhile, a two-meter figure approached Kitara's observation post and asked:
 "What is such a luxurious lady doing alone on such a fine evening?" he clarified, smiling broadly and kissing the right hand of the beauty.
 In response, Kitara only strictly tilted her head to the right, keeping her eyes on him, suggesting that he sit down. Wasting no time on other sentimentality, the man took a seat to the right of Kitara. She, in turn, tossed aside a strand of her long earthy green hair and leaned towards him to make up for the difference in height.
 "Hald, why aren't you wearing a shirt?" she asked coldly, looking at him.
 "Kitara, gambling sometimes puts people in an interesting position," Hald remarked melancholy, still smiling.
 "No doubt, but you won!" she parried.
 Hald looked away from her, slowly looking around at the people dancing around. He sighed serenely, then said, "Our job is to enjoy the process, Kitara. Otherwise, what's the point of it all?"
 He turned back to face Kitara, but saw a shadow of incomprehension on her face. "If it is Lathander's will, you will soon see and understand everything for yourself," he explained good-naturedly. "What's the situation?" he then asked Kitara, whose expression had taken on a more condescending look.
 "The Treasurer has arrived. Everyone is here," she whispered to Hald enthusiastically, pointing with her eyes at the cherished door at the end of the hall.
 "Your insight is truly impressive, dear Kitara," sincerely appreciated Hald. Then he slowly turned his gaze to the doorway. "So it's time for us to act. Remember the plan?" Hald inquired, to which Kitara smiled and playfully waved her hand at him.
 "They don't stand a chance!"
 A few minutes later, the couple was already walking through the hall towards the goal of their mission. The ceilings in the room were high, so that Kitara could move freely at full height, provided that she dodged the hot wax falling from the chandeliers hung here and there in time.
 The two city guards who were on duty at the door visibly tensed up and mechanically double-checked for the presence of gonnes hanging in a sling on their chest. However, there was nothing unusual in the behavior of the guards: anyone would be nervous to see the colossal figures approaching, who were obviously not on the invitation lists, but who, by their entire behavior, showed that official invitations were what other people needed.
 "And you call it easy money ?" the guard standing to the right of the door whispered irritably to his comrade. "This is even worse than the time you offered to get a job with that crazy Emperor!" he did not let up. "Look, they are coming right here!"
 Unable to withstand the tension, he gave a desperate alarm signal with the heel of his boot at the door. At the very least, he hoped the signal would be taken as an alarm and not as an urgent order for more fried clams for the guests, which would not have surprised the guard in the least; the current employer seemed to him somewhat inconsistent.
 "Everything will be alright, buddy!" assured his partner, along the way slapping him on the shoulder. "You take a closer look, what a luxurious lady," he gestured towards the approaching Kitara, "there will definitely be something to tell in the tavern when we finish here!"
 "Nothing will be alright! I'm telling you, I've seen this guy somewhere before!" he nodded nervously towards Hald. "We must urgently ..." he began his suggestion, but Hald and Kitara had already come too close to make any maneuvers.
 "Good evening, gentlemen," Hald greeted, "my name is Chadley, Hald Chadley. And this is my beautiful companion, Kitara Twinetall." Noticing that one of the guards was already clearly about to object, resorting to gunshot arguments, Hald hastened to dispel his doubts in the bud: "Doctor Coincidence is looking forward to our appearance. Kitara, dear, show the gentlemen our pass."
 Both guards looked at Kitara incredulously. Kitara smiled politely at them before leaning over her bag. For a brief moment, a pass to anywhere (as it seemed to the men) really flashed before the eyes of the guards. However, Kitara briskly turned her shoulder to them, and in the next second, they both heard a sound that was strikingly similar to the sound of two bodies of heavily armed men being kicked into the oak door. The receding heavy footsteps of Hald and Kitara, running along the corridor behind the former door, echoed.
 "It was worth it, Vincent ..." croaked the guard who had previously occupied a vertical position to the left of the door.
 "Shut up, Jach!" hissed Vincent, lying beside him in the rubble of the door frame.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 What is the insidious Doctor Coincidence up to? Will our heroes be able to catch the villains by surprise? Read on for Chapter II of the story!

Day 17, Month 9 (Eleint), 177 AR
 "Wildarse"

=== An Interview with Thomas Castemont Pt. 1 ===
Month 4, Day 19, 177 AR

A: "So, Thomas. Thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today, I know you're a busy man. What made you agree to be interviewed today?"

T: "Hmm. Well.. It's been a hectic few weeks and truthfully, I just enjoyed the prospect of a conversation that wasn't about laws, law enforcement, or some other major crisis that seems to occupy much of my time on this island."

A: "I can imagine that a lot of people see you more as the Justiciar than Thomas Castemont. I can only imagine how tiring it must get having to deal with problem after problem."

T: "It can be yes. I find that often many look to me for answers and to make decisions. I wish to aid but I'm but one man and sometimes I simply cannot."

A: "So what do you do when you are not acting as the Justiciar. Is there any personal hobby or activity that you like to enjoy in your free time?"

T: "I do not have much free time. I dedicate much of the free time I do have to aiding the oppressed. Many on this island know me to be a Chainbreaker.

But when I do not do either of those things, I actually really enjoy forging. It's a long time hobby of mine. I often make greensteel weapons and mithril armor from the Arjale and Mithril I find to sell cheaply to new adventurers to help them gain an edge in their training."

A: "What made you learn smithing? Was it out of personal need for better weapons and armor or something else?"

T: "I learned forging in the Order I served in Cormyr. It was always an interest of mine and I took the opportunity to use their resources and their experience to be trained in it. I find it soothing and relaxing, even with my injury. I also do enjoy reading. Sometimes when I need some alone time, I will go sit in my room and read a book."

A: "Any particular kind of book you enjoy? Is Thomas Castemont secretly a romance enthusiast?"

T: "Heh. Not quite. I actually love history. I've found history on this isle in particular very interesting. There is much that can be learned from past mistakes and past victories."

A: "Is there any particular story that you would like to share to the readers? Maybe a specific tale that sparks your interest or an event we could all learn from?"

T: "Truth be told, I've not read nearly as many history books as I'd like. I simply don't get much time. And I hate to admit it but I actually found the History of Benwick very intriguing. Written by the Undead abomination, Adelyn Belle'rose."

A: "Ah, yes. It was a tragic tale from what I heard. The headquarters of an Order that was overtaken by devils."

T: "Indeed. And still to this day Devils run rampant in their halls. Triadic statues and altars in ruin. It is very saddening."

A: "Speaking of history though, what do you hope to be your legacy one day in the future?"

T: "My legacy? Hm, I truly doubt people will remember when I'm gone. But that right there.. That is the legacy I hope to leave behind."

Thomas gestures to a large pillar of smooth grey granite. At the bottom of the small monument is an image of a pergola wrapped in trumpet vines, progressively moving inward where blooms begin to form among a void of light. At the forefront, the vines at first appear to be wilted and dried against cavernous stalagmites, typical to the Underdark, closing in at either side to be strangled in lichen and fungi. Vague figures start to move inward towards the blooming light, rings of steel scattered across the portrayed cave floor, shattered or broken, as the stone turns to grass the farther the figures move. A list of names occupies the space above the image.

A: "Are those the names of all the slaves you have freed?"

T: "Not just me. This is a collaborative effort. But up there are the names of every single person who we've helped to break free from their bonds. Who we've helped to begin a new life. Who we've helped to regain their free will.

You see, while I was chained my son was also held captive in slavery. I was required to gather two million gold for his freedom and have him sent back to Cormyr. Someone helped me a great deal with that and all they asked in return was that I would write a book. A book that would inspire other slaves to take the journey and find the courage and hope to break free of their shackles also.

For what this person did for me, it was the only thing he asked me to do. I had never written a book before, but I agreed. My story is out there already. And most of Andunor knows my name. My name being out there means they know who to contact. And we take it from there."

A: "Who would you consider to be your closest friend or aide? In your victories and defeats, who would you say is someone you have come to rely on greatly?"

T: "Griffy."

A: "Any particular reason why?"

T: "Griffy and I have been through a lot together. We were both chained in Andunor. And he is one of the main reasons I did not lose myself down there. Many seem to believe that every slave down there is willing. That every slave down there choses to be there. And that they chose their actions. They do not. If you do not do what your owners want you to do, you get beaten, lashed and tortured or they will hurt you by torturing the people you've come to care about. They are wicked and vile and they will use whatever means to try and make you conform. Griffy and I connected below. I protected him, but he guided me. Gave me strength and hope. And now, he is my son. I am immensely proud of him and he will always be my example.

People do not understand what slaves have to go through. They have no empathy. Only distrust. I was once forced to fight in the arena there against Griffy and another slave I considered my friend. A firbolg named Ulf. My owner was attacked by a Paladin of the Radiant Heart and she blamed it on me asking for mercy for the Paladin and her friend. As my punishment I was forced to fight against them over a ball. Like a sport. The person who would succeed in taking the ball and defeat the other two opponents would be spared lashes. The other two would receive double."

A: "And what did you do?"

T: "Hm well- Initially I thought I would simply let the other two win somehow. But they knew me too well and said if they caught any of us letting the others win, lashes would be increased. Refusal would have resulted in increased lashes and death. We were accompanied by a very experienced retainer, her First Daughter, and a Gnoll. None of us were fully trained or equipped yet. We stood no chance against them. So we uh.. We complied. I defeated Ulf quickly. But.. I couldn't.. I couldn't hurt Griffy. I tried everything I could to make it look like I was giving it my all. But he beat me and Ulf and I took the lashes. He was spared them.

I know there are loyalists down there. And there is always a risk freeing one of them. There are those who would lie and take advantage. But we cannot give up on all because there are a few bad ones out there. Had that happened, myself, Griffy and others who are now contributing to the Surface Settlements and the defense of this isle, would still be down there. And likely not be the people we are today."

A: "You can never tell one's story from their appearances. I think that not many people know or even understand what you've been through."

T: "I tried to capture it in my book as best I could. Again, I'm no writer so I may not have conveyed it very well. Back then it was all still very raw. Now it's a little easier to talk about. But I am so passionate not only about breaking the shackles, but breaking the shackles of the mind.

You know.. One of the first things former slaves ask me when they first break free is: "What now?" My own journey after I broke free was.. terrifying. I didn't really have any friends aside from Griffy and Alister. I had no job, no purpose. I didn't know this island, the people or how things worked here. And many slaves who break free experience this. Having been told what to do. Not having to make decisions for yourself and suddenly, the world is wide open for you to do whatever you want to do. I try to help them after they break free. With my influence, reputation and relationships as Justiciar I can help them make new friends, help them find a home and a job."

Day 21, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 177 AR

Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Thomas Castemont Pt. 2 ===
A: "What did you do first when you were free of your collar?"

T: "I went to see Evelynn, Griffy and Alister in Guldorand. And I simply held them. We spent hours just talking and.. I slept in a real bed for the first time in years."

A: "How did it feel sleeping in a real bed for once? Did sleep come to you easier or was it a difficult night?"

T: "Heh. I uh.. Ended up sleeping on the floor the first night. After that I simply wandered between Guldorand and Cordor for weeks. Aimlessly. But I didn't know what I wanted to do or where I wanted to settle. Then one day.. I walked past this house next to the Nomad and I noticed it was for sale. I had some gold left and eagerly went to get it. I bought the home and I settled down in Cordor. Fate brought me here. I met friends like Raewynn and Dermia and eventually I gathered my courage and applied to the Justice Ministry as a Magistrate. They declined my application."

A: "Really? They declined you?"

T: "They did. They declined due to my history as a slave. They did not trust me because of it. But I believe they took pity on me and eventually offered me a clerical job. I think they hoped I'd decline it since I was a Magistrate in Suzail for over a decade. But I didn't decline it and gratefully accepted it. I spent most of my days studying the laws, doing administrative work, writing court transcripts, and writing and pinning public announcements. I was a legal aide for just over a year. And even then they still didn't really ever trust me. I was eventually promoted to Magistrate, I think more out of necessity."

A: "I think many people are grateful that you were. I can't imagine a Cordor without you."

T: "No? Hm. That's kind of you to say. But there are many who could do this job as well as I can. I'm passionate about the law. I believe it serves to protect people and their rights. It makes all of us equal, yes? Except perhaps for the King and Queen themselves. But otherwise, everyone is equal under the law."

A: "Of course. I don't envy your job though, having to justicate the legal complexities."

T: "It's not easy, no. The hardest part actually is to deal with dissatisfaction. I do not apply sentences to be the bad guy. If people simply follow our very common sense laws, I'd not have to fine people or sentence them to become outlawed. And sometimes, no matter what you do, some people will always be upset. They won't think you've done enough, or they believe you're corrupt or unfair. I am quite used to people name calling me and having a general dislike for me. I am quite used to people name calling me and having a general dislike for me. And that is fine. It helps take the heat off of the Guards if I take the blame for things and am seen as the bad guy. It allows them to do their job."

A: "But do you ever have moments where your personal interests and your duty conflicts? Have you ever had to make a sacrifice as a Justiciar?"

T: "Hm. My personal interests and duty rarely conflict. And when they do, I delegate matters to others. I cannot be bought. I treat friends the same way I will treat someone I've never met. This is justice, where everyone is equal. But I am well aware of the power of perception. So, if there is a conflict of interest, I let someone else handle it."

A: "A wise position. It's too easy to want to deal with something yourself and potentially ruin things."

T: "I honestly try to delegate as much as I can. I have very capable and talented people who work for me. I'm truly blessed. But sometimes it's difficult to delegate and there are things that simply cannot be delegated. I'm eager to see each of them grow in their careers here in the Justice Ministry though."

A: "But that's enough about Thomas the Justiciar. Let's focus on Thomas Castemont for a moment. When times are hard and your body is tired, do you have a comfort food you like to enjoy?"

T: "Oh uh. Well, I'm very fond of Miso's cooking. But I also just like a really good steak. Or whatever Miss Aera shoves in my hands."

A: "Medium rare or well done?"

T: "Rare."

A: "What about drinks? I know you don't imbibe alcohol but do you have a preference in drinks?"

T: "I uh- I'm quite fond of coffee personally. But I also enjoy the occassional tea or uh.. chocolate milk."

A: "And as a busy man, you probably are often worn down dealing with all sorts of matters. Is there a particular routine you like to follow before sleeping?"

T: "Not really before sleeping no. But I do like to have a routine when I wake up. Which is coffee and news. I tend to make the rounds in the barracks and then the public board catching up on everything. If there are no emergencies I will go to other settlements and read the news there too. If however I had a choice? Before bed I'd love to simply unwind, read, have tea.."

A: "Should I start a petition for you to be let off work by nighttime?"

T: "Heh, I've long searched for a second Justiciar truth be told. But most of my people tend to become absent when they become Magistrates. I've never really found someone I trust enough to be Justiciar. Who is as hard working and diligent."

A: "What if you had a Wish? What would you wish for? A second Justiciar?"

T: "No. I'd wish for the end of slavery."

A: "As expected of Thomas Castemont. Well, I think I've got enough material to write more than a few pages. Is there anything you would like to say to the readers before we end the interview?"

T: "Hm. I suppose.. I'd mostly like to say that every Guard, every Justice employee and everyone else in the Government is doing their best to create a city that is safe and hopefully welcoming to most. Sometimes, Guards especially, have to be firm and decisive. Rather than judging them, support them. They have the hardest job of anyone in this city and are often under scrutiny. But they do the best they can with what tools they are given. I'd ask simply not to make their jobs harder and to show them some kindness and gratitude for the work they do."

A: "And for our closing question. If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

T: ".. Patient. Well uh- sometimes."

A: "Ha, well that's four words but I'll let that slide. Thank you for agreeing to the interview and I'm certain our readers are grateful as well."

T: "Thank you, it was fun."

Day 21, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 177 AR

Alter Feith
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177 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:26:59Z

EdensFall: /* An Interview with Maknold */

=== The Press Gang 25/12/177 ===
Hello, hello! Chief Editor Alter here with another issue of the Press Gang! It seems like the final pieces are moving into play as the Amnian naval fleet has arrived in Cordor, led by Admiral Roman Tallyzar. But as tensions rise from overseas, it seems tensions are rising in the city as well, a bloody conflict taking the lives of three and injuring two.

A statement from King Edward Cordor has been released regarding the arrival of the Amnian naval fleet while Queen Jennifer Cordor met with the Republic of Guldorand for a diplomatic summit regarding recent incidents of tension concerning the city of Cordor and Guldorand. Staff Sergeant Lefric Ruston arrived to greet the Queen and the Republicans when a misunderstanding led to the prompt ban of armed Cordorian military personnel in Guldorand.

In Andunor, the election for the Devil's Table is still currently in place while Matron Luastra has announced the dissoulution of the Hel'vael House.

In other news, we have an interview with the very menacing guard, Arvalie, who is often seen patrolling the city. And for those interested in sailing, Captain Davis is looking to hire those interested in fighting pirates and slavers.

And last but not least, we have the continuation of "From Cordor with Love" from our very own Wildarse and an informational piece on how to find kelp for those aspiring chefs from Fee Sherman. And as always, thank you for reading the Press Gang and I'll see you all in the next issue!

ANNOUNCEMENT:
 Statement from the Palace (By King Edward Cordor)

INVESTIGATIVE:
 Bloody Conflict in Cordor (By Alter Kim)
 The Guldorand Summit with Queen Jennifer Cordor (By Alter Kim)

INFORMATIVE:
 The Monthly Catch (By Fee Sherman)

INTERVIEW:
 An Interview with Arvalie (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT:
 From Cordor with Love CHAPTER IV (By Wildarse)

ADVERTISEMENT:
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Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== Statement From the Palace ===
As some citizenry will already be aware, due to some unforeseen skirmishes in Maztika between New-Amnian countrymen and a few New-Whaterdeep invaders, the Grand Nation of Amn is entering a unsteady period with the City State of Whaterdeep. In this time of political uncertainty, our good friends from Amn have kindly requested that we play host to a small portion of its Navy, to better secure these waters, both for our sake and for theirs.

Further more, as Arelith has always been a stopping point between the Mainland and Maztika, safe port for men and women of all stripes, so it shall be for these fine men and women of the fleet. In the coming days you may see a heightened presence of Amnian military. Do not be alarmed. They are here merely as visitors and, I have been assured, shall mind their manners as such.

I also wish to assure the citizenry that whilst we consider Amn a fine ally, their grand wars are not our wars, and we have no desire to be dragged into them. So long as the Lords Alliance and it's allies remain neutral to Cordor, so we shall to them.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Edward Cordor

=== Guldorand Summit with Queen Jennifer Cordor ===
On the 15th of the 12th month (Nightal) 177 AR, the Republic of Guldorand hosted Queen Jennifer Cordor for a diplomatic summit regarding recent incidents of unrest concerning the city of Cordor and Guldorand, and to seek amicable solutions to several standing problems.

As the summit was concluding, Staff Sergeant Lefric Ruston and Corporal Cain arrived, unwarded and unarmed, to greet the Queen (who had already left) and the Republicans present, with Staff Sergeant Ruston introducing himself as Secretary of Foreign Affairs. After introductions were concluded, Secretary Ruston made a request for the meeting minutes to ensure a balance of information.

At this time, Sergeant Rolf Marr and Ambassador Antionette Rivorndir arrived. Introductions were made again with one of the Republicans hesitant at the presence of Lady Rivorndir's magic staff at her shoulder. The Republican was assured that the staff posed no threat to him.

Afterwards, Guardsman Vesryn Idriel arrived at the scene, misinformed that the Queen was in danger. He arrived with a spell mantle and Formian summons but was immediately ordered by Staff Sergeant Ruston to stand down as, "This is entirely wrong, dismiss the Formians and dispel, you look like an Andunorian" to which Guardsman Idriel complied.

At this point, the conversation between those present halted as the Cultural Minister of Guldorand expressed discomfort in being present in the presence of so many guards. The Cordorians were asked to leave to which they promptly did so. Staff Sergeant Ruston and the guards left the city of Guldorand and returned to Cordor.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== A Bloody Conflict in Cordor Town Square ===
On the 21st of the 12th month (Nightal) 177 AR, a bloody brawl took place in the Cordor town square after a heated argument erupted. Witnesses state that Christian Kalloron, paladin of Jergal, had been arguing with the tiefling, Artemis Silver-Wind, for her bloodline and worship of the archdevil Bel. At this time, Evemere Dundragon entered the town square and began to admonish Kalloron for his words towards Silver-Wind, before soon being joined by Tatsufura Reiko. The argument became more heated and insults were exchanged before Kalloron began to leave. Dundragon then thanked him for his display of character, in which is believed to be an act of provocation, to which Kalloron took offense to. He turned around, ward upon his blade, and in retaliation of the perceived threat, Dundragon and Reiko began to ward as well.

It was at this time that the guard, Sion, revealed himself and shouted at Dundragon and Reiko to stop warding. Reiko complied while Dundragon continued, later claiming to have not heard the command. The guard began to fire arrows at Dundragon, Reiko moving in to defend her which Kalloron intercepted. Blows were exchanged and Kalloron was subdued by Reiko as Sion continued to fire from a distance, killing Reiko. Dundragon stepped forward to help Reiko, unarmed, but was also shot and killed by the guard. A civilian by the name of Ravn, who later claimed to have been hit by an arrow of Sion's, fired upon the guard as well before being killed by him as well.

It is important to note that the guard, Sion, shot to kill with no attempt to incapacitate instead. Sergeant Thekla was present at the scene and commanded Sion to stand down, which he ignored. After the conflict concluded, the Sergeant then ordered him into the barracks which he continued to ignore, threatening the crowd that had gathered to disperse. Eventually, the Sergeant had the guard follow her into the barracks and the slain were successfully raised and healed.

The Press Gang reached out to both General Flamma and the Ministry of Justice for their statement regarding the events. An investigation has begun to look into the situation and no official punishment will be given until the truth is found.

The Press Gang also reached out to Christian Kalloron who declined to comment.

Day 25, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Arvalie ===
Alter: "So, Arvalie. Thanks for having me here. Can you tell us a little bit about yourself for those of our readers who have yet to meet you?"

Arvalie: "Oh, yes. We are being the Arvalie, a gloaming. We are also one of the soldiers of the Cordor, too. "We are being born in the underdark, but we have come to live in the land of the sun."

Alter: "What made you want to leave the underdark and live on the surface?"

Arvalie: "The Underdark is having the drow, it is also being like living in the sewers of the world. All of the bad things go there, the worst of the monsters and the most evil of creatures. But the surface is not like this- it is having many pretty flowers and trees and the forests smell good and the world is being free. The sky reminds us of this."

Alter: "Was there any event in particular that made you want to leave the underdark or just a culmination of living down there?"

Arvalie: "... Yes, the human we are loving is betraying us in the worst of ways. She is falling to the evil and accepting that she is the monster, we will not let this one be a part of the life we will live."

Alter: "Are you comfortable with sharing who this person is or should we continue on?"

Arvalie: "She is dead to us now, her name will be forgotten like the pain she causes to the world."

Alter: "Of course. And when you left the underdark and came to the surface, what did you do first?"

Arvalie: "The first time we came to the surface we sat on the hill in the rain and the dark, we sat here beneath the tree and listened to all of the things. It was beautiful, we think."

Alter: "Was there any particular sensation you enjoyed the most? Maybe a sound, a scent, or a taste?"

Arvalie: "It was the smell, everything was smelling... Nice, it was not like the pits of slaves or the rotting mushrooms, it was like the flowers."

Alter: "And after all of that, where did you go from there?"

Arvalie: "We visited the Bendir but we were too scared to go inside, there were many of the soldiers when we walked to this place. We walked around until we found the Cordor, one of the humans helped us to do this."

Alter: "What was your first thought of the city and it's people?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We had many of the funny thoughts, we thought that the tallest humans would be the ones who are being in charge. They must be the strongest ones, yes? But the Cordor was being very kind to us, it did not care we were coming from the dark places of the world. It was treating us as the person, giving us the chances to live free in the land of the sun."

Alter: "Heh, it must have been surprising to find out that the city was led by the shortest human. I'm glad you enjoyed staying here, I know a lot of people have enjoyed your presence as well."

Arvalie: "Oho... This is being the kind thing to say, but yes- we still do not know why the humans are building so high when they cannot reach the tops of their buildings. We think the dwarves are getting this right."

Alter: "And what did you do while you settled into the city? If I remember correctly, you fought against the underdarkers many times, correct?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we have killed many of the drow and many of the pirates. We are doing this with many of the other ones, it is making these hunts into the easy thing. They are being too brave and for this, they die."

Alter: "And eventually, you became a guard. What made you want to do so?"

Arvalie: "We did this because we wanted to be protecting the place the Mala was living."

Alter: "You and Mala share a special bond, yes? Like family?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we are being told by the gnomed one we can be picking family. We picked her and she was picking us, she is being like the younger sister to us."

Alter: "How has your career been with the guards so far? Do you enjoy working as a guard?"

Arvalie: "We have been enjoying our time with the soldiers, yes. They are treating us well and we are being able to keep the Cordor safe from the bad ones, we are happy with this."

Alter: "Do you plan to stay with the guards for a while? Maybe one day become General Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We do not think we can be the general, this is not who we are being. But we will stay with the soldiers for the long time we think, we are not seeing any reasons why we would stop."

Alter: "Ah, a shame. I would love to see all the recruits and guards salute while calling you 'General Arvalie'. Do you have any plans or goals in the future outside of the guards?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We would like to have the salutes but this is not the path for us- We are being the house decorator and the artist, we like to do these things when we are having the spare time. Maybe one day we will become the famous artist."

Alter: "Oh, I'd love to see that as well. What kind of art do you create?"

Arvalie: "The paintings mostly, we are having some of these hanging in our homes and some of the others, too. We do the statues but less often."

Alter: "And what about when you're not on duty or working on your art. Is there any hobby or pastime you enjoy?"

Arvalie: "We like to do the sailing, sometimes we will go and explore the places but we are usually being the very busy one. It is only being when the sun is out that we are having time, which we spend in the bed or doing the art."

Alter: "Does your aversion of the sunlight make it difficult for you? Especially considering that most surfacers are out during the day and sleeping at night."

Arvalie: "Yes, the sun is giving us the challenges. When we first came to the land of the sun we were being burned by this often and would lay in the bed making the whining noises but we are getting better at avoiding this."

Alter: "Oh, yes. Please do avoid situations that would force you to lay in bed and make whining noises. Do you ever wish you could one day walk under the sun without any harm to you?"

Arvalie: "We would like to do this but we are glad for the time in the dark we are having, the day is being too bright even if it did not burn us... We do not understand why the people do not sleep during the day still, the night is being quiet and calm and nice, the day is not any of these."

Alter: "Mm, I think it's because most people can't see in the dark as well as you and I. They tend to bump around in the dark, like little kittens."

Arvalie: "Oho... The baby cats are being very cute, they are having our eyes too."

Alter: "Any plans for a pet one day? Maybe a cat or a dog. Or even a bird."

Arvalie: "We are having the pet already, it is being called the Beebles."

Alter: "Beebles? What kind of pet is Beebles?"

At this point, Arvalie reached into her dress and pulled out a rat, waving it towards me. The rat wobbled around, having accepted it's fate.

Arvalie: "The Beebles is the rat, he is stupid but this is being okay. We care for him anyway."

Alter: "Nice to meet you, Mister Beebles."

Arvalie: "We have had the Beebles for the many years now, he is being the good one."

Alter: "... How long does a rat live for?"

Arvalie: "We do not know, he is being maybe twelve of the years old now? So at least twelve of the years."

Alter: "Hm. Well, I think we should start wrapping up this interview soon. Do you have anything else you would like to talk about yourself or say to our reader?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we want to tell the people that sometimes bad things are happening. Sometimes they are walking the wrong path and things are not feeling good- It is not being too late for them to ask for the help, they can always ask this of us."

Alter: "Well said. And before we end it here, I would like to ask you one last question I always ask in my interviews."

Arvalie: "He can ask this of us."

Alter: "If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

Arvalie: "The one word? This is being hard, the people are being many things. But we will pick... We will say that we are being fair, this is us. The fair one."

Alter: "In both personality and appearance."

Arvalie: "Oho..."

Alter: "Well, thank you for having me, Arvalie."

Arvalie: "We thank him for the questions, we are sorry if we are not giving the strongest of the answers. The common is not being our first tongue."

Alter: "I think the way you answer is unique to you. It is what makes you, you."

Arvalie: "It is being hard to do the poetic things in the common, but we are trying."

Alter: "Well, it's a good thing I'm not much one for poetry."

Arvalie: "We like this, sometimes we are being jealous of the ones who can speak the common well. It is helping them to be winning the hearts of the people, we think."

Alter: "Hm, maybe. To be honest, I think the way you speak is endearing."

Arvalie: "Oho... He is thinking so? We are glad for this, maybe this is why the people are laughing when we are saying we are the menacing one."

Alter: "Maybe. How did you learn common? Did someone teach you or did you study with books?"

Arvalie: "We were being taught most of this by the parents, we practiced some of this with the humans who were living below, too."

Alter: "What are your parents like, Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Oh, they were being good at many of the things. They taught us how to be surviving on our own before we were the adult, they even picked our first name before we were old enough to decide we were the Arvalie."

Alter: "Can I ask what your first name was? And why you chose the name Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Our first name was being the Trixis'narr, we chose the Arvalie because we liked the way it was sounding. It is being the pleasant word in our mouth, we think."

Alter: "Arvalie does sound nice. But it was a pleasure being able to speak with you and I think a lot of people will enjoy reading about you!"

Day 25, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter IV ===
City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club, The Secret Underground Meeting Room
 Eleasis 15th, 183 AR
 09:30 PM

"Well then," the Doctor leisurely looked away from the doors, savoring the moment. "Enough talk. Here and now we will bring the entire archipelago to its knees!"
 The Dr. Coincidence's pointing finger darted towards the wearers of the magical robes sitting nearby: "You there, establish a communication channel with the secret Axehold Accords meeting room! Immediately!" she demanded.
 "Perhaps..." the Treasurer tried to intervene, but a quick glance from the Doctor was enough to tell him that it would be easier to get a badger to give way in a tight hole than to argue with her now.
 The magicians began to cast a spell, and soon vague images began to appear in the center of the hall, which began to take on the outlines of furniture and people. Soon, those present began to distinguish fragments of individual phrases, and at the other end, still vague figures, began to turn towards the table at which the conspirators had gathered.
 "The spell has stabilized, mistress," reported the senior sorceress as the vision took the form of a well-lit, luxurious hall with an expensive oak table in the foreground. The representatives of the Kingdoms of the Arelith archipelago were sitting at the table, surrounded by an army of guards. All the attention of the rulers was riveted to the figure of the Doctor.
 "Charming," the Doctor replied to the wizards with satisfaction. Then deliberately slowly she turned towards the Axehold Accords. All the supreme rulers of civil governments were there: the Chancellor of Cordor dressed in gold and black, the High Sheriff of Guldorand in battle uniform, the Coronal of Myon in the traditional white and blue robes of the followers of Corellon. Looking closely at the picture, she also made out the Thane of the dwarves, clad in heavy armor studded with large rubies, and the Mayor of the Bendir Dale in an elegant emerald dress. She gave them a haughty look before she spoke.
 "Gentlemen, my name is Doctor Coincidence," she said, baring her teeth at her involuntary listeners. "Soon, you may find that your Kings, High Councils, and even your precious Dragon," she glanced at the overly defiantly grinning dwarf in the crown, "might begin to implement policies similar to those currently pursued by the King of Cordor."
 Before she could finish, the echo of a heart-rending scream caught her attention. "Oh no! Anyway," Dr. Coincidence thought smugly to herself as she turned back to the Accords.
 Those sitting at the Doctor's table kept looking at her in anticipation, mentally patting her on the shoulder. Soon, much to the delight of the villains, the Doctor spoke again, riveting their attention to the truly priceless reactions of the members of the Accords.
 The previously skeptical-looking representatives of the nations exchanged thoughtful glances. An alarmed whisper swept through the hall. Everyone has already heard about what happened in Cordor. Many expected that the hero of the occasion would soon appear.
 "If this woman is telling the truth, we will be facing the threat of an archipelago-sized civil war," the mayor of the Bendir Dale mused.
 Thane Greenfield of Brogendenstein couldn't help but notice the worry on her face. He leaned towards the hin as far as his armor would allow: "I can say three things with certainty, Nia. First, whoever this witch is, something drives her crazy. Secondly, she is not bluffing. And thirdly, we defeated more serious enemies in the past, - we will beat this one too!" he whispered smirking and gently pushing her with his gauntlet. Nia squinted her eyes to the side in embarrassment.
 "Look, it looks like the witch wants to say something else, huh" he pointed to the illusion in front of them, which was an enlarged version of a statuesque woman with glowing eyes. She was holding some kind of animal, at the sight of which Nia nodded approvingly and even cheered up a little.
 Indeed, Dr. Coincidence briefly enjoyed the effect of the opening speech and briskly continued the onslaught: "If you want to avoid such an unenviable fate, you will pay me one hundred million gold!" The little finger of Doctor's left hand had already begun to spontaneously wind the curls of her luxurious red hair.
 In response, from different parts of the table came low whispers, languid mutterings and other sounds of gears unhurriedly spinning in people's heads. However, at that moment, a vague shadow wedged itself into the picture. The Doctor leaned slightly to the side, causing representatives of the Accords to see a gigantic apparition of a badger. Through thunderous snores of the beast they managed to hear spell-twisted snippets of "House...only for the last quarter...from the budget of Cordor...". Then the shadow disappeared as quickly as it had appeared before. The image of a woman once again turned her shining gaze to them. This time there was a hint of annoyance on her face.
 "You will pay one BILLION gold," she snarled.
 The hall instantly exploded with noise. There were accusations that the amount of the ransom was unjustified. Someone has already tried to bargain. Nia noticed how, taking advantage of everyone's confusion, the Sheriff of Guldorand barely turned his head, whispering to the dark green cloaked elven figure behind him. Nia blinked; the figure disappeared; the sheriff looked straight ahead again as if nothing had happened.
 Greenfield sighed, stood up, took out a gun from under his desk and shot at the ceiling. A ringing silence filled the room. A small chunk of lime landed measuredly on the heads of the Accords to the accompaniment of crumbling bricks.
 The Dwarf noted how the Doctor clung to her title. "The girl must have spent years at the Zhenta-folk Medical Academy, eh? She would not have allowed herself to be called simply MISS," he thought to himself, not bothering to pay attention to the people trying to take his weapon from him.
 "Listen, DOCTOR Coincidence," he began soothingly. "It's not that we turned down your very sensible offer, but why do you need such a sum at all? There must be things much more interesting to you than gold" the dwarf was clearly cunning. "Tell us, what do you really want, lass"
 A faint shudder ran across the Doctor's face. "What I desire, you and your kind cannot give," she replied dryly. The Doctor closed her shining eyes for a moment, visibly lowering the level of light in the hall. When the lighting again began to exceed the normal, steel notes were heard in the Doctor's voice: "You have. One. Week," she pinned the leaders of the settlements. "In seven days either I get the gold, or I'll take your whole world from you!"
 "Moradin is my witness and my judge, - I wanted to settle things in a good way," the thane slowly straightened up and akimbo. "We have a local joke here," he began calmly. "Can a ram eat ten haystacks at a time?" he looked around the room rhetorically for an answer. "Of course he can, but who will give them to him?" he laughed shortly and loudly, looking directly into the eyes of the Doctor, who, judging by the changed color of her face, was about to burst into flames. "You won't get a coin, not a sin'le gem from us! How do you like that, MISSY?!" he roared and repeatedly fired at the illusion.
 When the ripples on the surface of the Doctor's phantom ceased, her face had already returned to its usual pale hue. "So you have chosen death," came the Doctor's measured words. The beast in her arms snorted arrogantly. Then the mirage faded.
 Dr. Coincidence exhaled loudly. Enthusiastic applause came from all sides. Many got up from their seats and already began to gather around their savior.
 The Doctor raised her hand asking for silence. "Friends, comrades, remember this day, for it marks our victory!" she said solemnly, but nevertheless coldly. "And now," she pointed to the platform with the portal behind them, "I ask you all to be my guests. This ley will take you to my Laboratory. There we will begin the practical part of OUR plan," she summed up a little more enthusiastically.
 Convinced that the cheering crowd was following its intended course, the Doctor turned to face the Treasurer, who appeared to be about to rush out of the room.
 "I'll ask you to stay, my slippery friend," she growled low, forcibly turning him around with a single hand. "Who do you think you are? Greedy, puny, how did you even become the leader of your House? We still wouldn't stop what we started, but we could at the same time rob those dupes!" At these words, the Doctor's pet, nestled comfortably on her chest, squinted accusingly at the Treasurer.
 She spat on the floor in annoyance, then pulled him close to her face. "Decide already - you are either with us or against us!" The badger hissed sharply, echoing the tone of his mistress. The Treasurer lowered his eyes, staring in horror at the wild animal.
 "My eyes. Are. Up. Here," she strictly roused him.
 "Make sure there's no trace," Doctor then nodded towards the room with the predatory fish, finally releasing the camisole of the purple-faced Treasurer. "And then go back to the lab, we have a lot of work to do," Dr. Coincidence said a little more calmly.
 The half-orc swallowed nervously.
 "Yes, Doctor," was all the Treasurer could manage.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 "Wait, is that all? But what happened to Kitara and Hald? Were they eaten or not? You promised what you would say in the next chapter!"
 Well, I didn't mention exactly the NEXT chapter, and yet if you really want to see Kitara and Hald again, you'll have to pay me... with your attention to Chapter V of the story!

Day 14, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 "Wildarse"

=== The Monthly Catch - Tropical Mossfin, Kelpy Quandry ===
I hear a lot of people wondering where the best places to come across kelp are, as it has some value in cooking various tasty things. As most know, kelp grows in water, often in the ocean and sometimes in fresh water as well. And sometimes it gets snagged on your hook.

There is also a little known fish called the Tropical Mossfin which has green and kelp like fins. These fins can be harvested, if one is deft with a knife, and then can be used just like regular kelp. Neat!

By the name, it's clear that these watery creatures live in warmer areas. In fact, I myself have caught some of these on the jungle coasts around the Crows Nest.

Once again, I asked our local fishing expert, Haster the Fishmonger, for some insight into these peculiar pisceans.

He had this to say;
 "Oy nah, yeah. Them be a right trek to catch, from 'ere anyway. Sure ya can catch 'em in the warm coastal waters. But jus' inland there's a nice swampy pool. Locals call it the Gulch. Loads o' the Mossfins in there. Jus' watch out fer lizard folk."

So there you have it, dear readers, the best place to catch some kelpy fish. Thankfully there are no kelpies on Arelith.

Day 23, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 "Fee Sherman"

=== BREAKING NEWS: AMN RESPONDS TO WATERDHAVIAN NAVY ===
As many of you may have already seen, the Waterdhavian Navy has arrived in the fortress city of Guldorand. A fleet of twenty-five ships, five or six ship-of-the-lines, and two thousand soldiers are currently stationed in the city. Admiral Hornwynd of the Lords' Alliance claims that the force is only present to protect Waterdhavian interests along the trade routes to Maztica and to protect the citizens of Guldorand from Amnian aggression.

Our inside source confirms that the Amnian Navy is sending Admiral Roman Talazar with a fleet to size in response to the perceived aggression of the Lords' Alliance. Admiral Talazar is the prot g of Admiral Hern n, who sailed the Grand Ballena in the attack against Wharftown. The Amnian Council is also in direct contact with General Cordell of Maztica in hopes of bringing the Golden Legion, numbering at over six hundred legionnaires, to the Arelith isles as reinforcements.

Attempts at diplomacy have come to a standstill as the Lords' Alliance continues to ignore the diplomatic envoy sent from Amn. Additionally, an attempted breaking and entering of the Ambassador's quarters in the Amnian Embassy has taken place only a few nights prior. While the perpetrator is unknown and still at large, our inside source states that Admiral Hornwynd's reputation precedes him as a man who "gets the job done, come what way".

The arrival of the Lords' Alliance fleet is seen as an implicit threat to Amnian trade routes and an attempt to make a statement of force -- or war. The Arelith isles are seen as an important trade route as without the isles, any voyage from the Sword Coast to Maztica would be tenfold more dangerous and costly. As the Lords' Alliance had almost single-handedly funded the entirety of Guldorand during it's settlement, this is believed to be an agenda that has long been in the works, with the recent conflict in Maztica only serving as a farce to hide hostile intentions.

It is also believed that the Iron Throne will likely ally with the Waterdhavian Navy to protect interests in the city while the current stance of the Merchant Navy, who captains the flagship of Guldorand, is currently unknown. Finally, to end this report, the Press Gang leaves an excerpt from the interview with our inside source.

A: "... Do you think something like Wharftown will happen again?"

I: "... If you'd ask me that question last time we spoke I'd laugh it off as fear-mongerin'. Now? ...I ain't laughin'."

Day 13, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== The Press Gang 1/12/177 ===
Hello, everyone! It's Chief Editor Alter Kim here with the latest issue of the Press Gang! Now, this issue may have been published a bit early but that's because the news we have for you today is that much more important. As some of you may have heard, there has been a massacre of New-Waterhavian settlers in Maztica, with over two hundred dead. You might be wondering what that has to do with the people of Arelith, but the reprecussions of this is something the entirety of the isles will soon feel. Read more about it in "Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith"!

Additionally, we have a submission by a concerned individual regarding the recent changes to the public space of the Cordor town square that many of the public seems to agree with. We also have an interview with our very own Gwendolyn Gallowmere, the magistrate of Cordor, and "Lady Silverhair" a drowess and follower of Eilistraee. Last but not least, we have the third chapter of "From Cordor with Love" by our lovely "Wildarse" and a new article on the rare Blink Carp!

INVESTIGATIVE:
 Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith (By Alter Kim)

INFORMATIVE:
 The Monthly Catch (By Fee Sherman)

LETTER TO THE EDITOR:
 The Loss of Public Space (By Concerned)

INTERVIEWS:
 An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere (By Alter Kim)
 An Interview with Lady Silverhair (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT:
 From Cordor With Love CHAPTER III (By Wildarse)

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith ===
Recently, there have been news that a community of New-Waterdavian settlers in Maztica were found dead with over two hundred Waterdavians killed in the bloody massacre. Open Lord Piergerion of the Lord's Alliance of Waterdeep has vowed that justice will be done upon the responsible once found. But the truth of the matter is that the city of Waterdeep is already fully aware of who is responsible for the attack. According to an inside source, this conflict is the latest in the territorial dispute of Waterdeep attempting to force their way into Amnian-held colonies. The Waterdavian people have been rallying up the Lord's Alliance for retaliation and the inside source confirms that the city is sending a huge part of their navy to the Arelith isles.

While this may seem inconsequential, the act has many ramifications throughout the isles. Half of the Founder's Council of Guldorand are representatives from the Lord's Alliance of Waterdeep and home to the Iron Throne, who owns the largest naval fleet around the Arelith isles at over twenty ships. On the other hand, the city of Cordor is allied with the nation of Amn and lacks any official naval force with the Leviathan rarely leaving the docks. Additionally, our inside source confirms that the Amnian naval forces' presence is nowhere as prominent as it had been in the past. Tensions have been high between the city of Waterdeep and the nation of Amn, and there are even whispers that war may break out with the isles of Arelith as the battlefield.

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== The Loss of Public Space ===
As many of the people of Cordor may have noticed already, on the tenth day of Uktar the furnishings of Cordor square had all been taken away. The only thing left behind was a sign promoting the Rivorndir mystery ball and a sign by Lady Hannah Stormwind. Lady Stormwind stated that she had been tasked with the reorganization of the public space and had removed all of the furnishings to the corner of the barracks. She plans to have eight statues built to decorate the public square instead, one of the king, one of Cordoria, and six of "emotions or virtues".

Now, I am all for the occasional re-organization of the square. No one wants the public space to be cluttered with outdated signs and whatnot. But to take every furnishing, some that have been donated to help the people of Cordor and newcomer adventurers alike, to make room for eight statues seems a bit too much. And if reorganizing the public space is the goal, shouldn't public opinion be an important factor of the project as well?

Already, I've seen many people complain about the removal of the tent stall that acted as the only protection against the rain in the square. The chair and desk that has been the site of many business deals and guard recruitment has gone missing as well. Not only that, signs and boards belonging to the Trade Ministry have been taken by Lady Stormwind as well. While the idea behind the renovation is respectable, the execution is a bit... sloppy.

Also, Lady Stormwind is a new recruit to the guards and a newcomer to the city. While I applaud her desire to better the city and her initiative in proposing the changes, I wonder if she alone is the best fit for this task. Many of the furnishings that were taken have quite the history and attachment to many people that someone new to the city would not understand. The aforementioned chair and desk was placed by one of the previous chancellors and have remained in place for over a year. The stall was the site of the Goldenhorn business, one of the most prominent businesses in aiding newcomers and veterans alike.

Instead, the space is to be taken by statues. I do have to wonder, is that really the best use of the public space? Statues are nice and all but lack a functional purpose to aid the public. Wouldn't the city hall or the museum be a better spot for these statues? Instead of barrels offering supplies to adventurers, locations for businesses, and shelter from the rain, are we to stand about in the square looking at statues?

But I've written enough. I think many people share my sentiment. Ask around and you'll hear the same from many. I hope the government takes this chance to try and ascertain what the public wants before attempting to implement any drastic changes. If any of you agree or disagree and wish to share your sentiments, please contact the Chief Editor, Alter Kim, and he will let me know!

Day 26, Month 11 (Uktar), 177 AR
 Concerned

=== An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere ===
Month 5, Day 2, 177 AR

A: "So Miss Gwen, thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today! Is there any particular reason you accepted?"

G: "Oh-Uh. Nope."

A: "Heh, well thank you anyways. So, you act as the legal aide to the Justiciar. Is there any particular reason you wanted the job?"

G: "When I first got here, there was a guy murdering people, right? That OV guy. Well, he dropped two bodies on me while I was returning from writ-work, and the guard thought I was involved and they got real mad and angry at me. Suppose when I heard there was a job open, I wanted to make sure innocent people weren't getting blamed for things like that."

A: "So you're looking out for the little guy... figuratively speaking."

G: "Sorta. Kinda. I also firmly believe that people who do commit wrong-doings should be punished properly. And I get to learn and see all sorts about the history of the city, that's a bonus."

A: "I was there when you recited the legal codes to Thomas to prove your worth. I have to say it was quite impressive. Did you spend a lot of time reading legal codes even before becoming an aide?"

G: "Yep! I remember everything as it happened, Nana said it was a gift. So learning the written word is really easy when there's a bookshelf full of laws. And, y'know. Ignorance of the law isn't an excuse to break it, which happens often.."

A: "That must be a very useful gift in your current occupation. What about your previous occupation? What did you do before becoming a legal aide?"

G: "Freelance Clown, duh- Traveled with my family performing, came here alone because Nana said it was a good place to learn more."

A: "Do you ever miss your old job?"

G: "Still do it, just don't do it with my pin on."

A: "Ah, really? You must be busy with two different occupations."

G: "Mhm, took a job with the Clover. Gonna perform there sometimes. I miss doing it constantly, but it really takes a considerable amount of effort to appear unphased and optimistic constantly."

A: ?What about when you're not working as a legal aide or elsewhere? Is there anything you like to do in your free time?"

G: "Hm, no, don't think so. Most of my free time is spent reading the history of the isles. Sometimes I walk in nature, but that's about it."

A: "What about food and drink? Is there any particular food or drink you like to enjoy when things get tiring for you?"

G: "Oh, I'm super boring. There's nothing better than simple spring water. But food, I don't know about that one."

A: "You don't have a type of food you like? Maybe a childhood dish or something new you tried?"

G: "I'll eat anything, couldn't be fussy in Chondalwood. If we were eating grubs and worms for dinner, that's what we got."

A: "Can you tell me a bit about Chondalwood? I'm somewhat of a newcomer from the far east so I'm not too familiar with the place."

G: "Oh, it's a real big forest in the interior of Faerun. Full of satyrs and treants and wild elves. See, my Nana is a Ghostwise, so she was born there proper. I don't really know what a Ghostwise is, but I know I'm not one."

A: "You mentioned your Nana quite a few times. She must be someone important to you. Can you tell us a bit about her?"

G: "Mhm, she's super important! She was a councilor, and she was the best shadow dancer I've ever seen!"

A: "And what about friends? Do you have someone you consider as your closest friend? Someone who has always been by your side?"

G: "Oh, no. Not really. I guess, people here are friendly.. I guess Flamma is a friend, he's real nice to me always for no reason. Think I put some people off, they take everything I say too seriously."

A: "Hmm, really? Maybe the reputation of being a legal aide can be intimidating for some. Do you feel people treat you differently since you joined?"

G: "No, don't think so. Maybe that's half the problem, they don't get that Mischief is just an act. It's all just jokes, right? I don't actually think hins are all shoeless weirdos, but it's funny to say it. And when that kinda joke comes directly from a hin? That's like, a double punchline."

A: "I get what you mean. Tell us about Gwen then. If you had to describe Gwen in three words, what would it be?"

G: "Three words? Uh- Sarcastic. Diligent? Aaand.. Studious."

A: "Now let me ask you a hypothetical question. If you had to describe an ideal day, what would the day be like for you?"

G: "Oh, any day that a carnival is going is the ideal day. The music and the fun and the laughter, nothing beats that."

A: "Is there any particular attraction you like most?

G: "I'm usually performing at those, so I'm biased to say the stage."

A: "Let's talk about the future now. So currently you work as a legal aide and performer. Are you content with where you are right now or is there a bigger position that you are aiming for?"

G: "It'd be nice to keep working and become a full fledged Magistrate. But I'm pretty content with my station."

A: "What about your legacy? In times to come, what would you like to be remembered for most?"

G: "Ooh, a legacy? No, don't really think about that. I've no illusions about myself, I'm more than likely going to be forgotten by time, that's fine with me. Oh, I'd also like to work with the King directly, to get that kinda station would be both memorable AND exciting."

A: "Ha, I don't think that's something that could be forgotten. But every big thing starts small! Let's take a peek into the daily routine of Gwen-"

A: "When you wake up, do you have a morning routine you like to follow?"

G: "Well, skipping over boring things like washing and eating, I usually head straight to the library first thing. I can normally find a book for studying, then I see if Thomas or the Guards need anything."

A: "Do you study a book a day?"

G: "Usually, yeah."

A: "What's today's book of study then?"

G: "An Elven Phrasebook. Likely to be my book for a while, at least until I learn the language."

A: "Any particular reason you chose to learn Elven?"

G: "Seems to be one of the most spoken languages here, and considering how many wild elves I know back home, it makes sense to learn it properly."

A: "And what about a bedtime routine? Anything you like to do to wind down for the day?"

G: "Usually offer a prayer to Brandobaris, and thank Tymora for another fortunate day."

A: "Well, that's pretty much all the questions I have for you today. Before we end though, is there anything you would like to say to the readers?"

G: "Hm. I don't think so. I haven't got much in the way of grand statements, maybe just, there's nothing wrong with not being good at everything. Sometimes it's best to just be comfortable with yourself, most things kinda fall into place when you think like that."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to be interviewed today. I think a lot of people would be interested in reading about you!"

Day 11, Month 5 (Mirtul), 177 AR
 Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere ===
Month 5, Day 2, 177 AR

A: "So Miss Gwen, thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today! Is there any particular reason you accepted?"

G: "Oh-Uh. Nope."

A: "Heh, well thank you anyways. So, you act as the legal aide to the Justiciar. Is there any particular reason you wanted the job?"

G: "When I first got here, there was a guy murdering people, right? That OV guy. Well, he dropped two bodies on me while I was returning from writ-work, and the guard thought I was involved and they got real mad and angry at me. Suppose when I heard there was a job open, I wanted to make sure innocent people weren't getting blamed for things like that."

A: "So you're looking out for the little guy... figuratively speaking."

G: "Sorta. Kinda. I also firmly believe that people who do commit wrong-doings should be punished properly. And I get to learn and see all sorts about the history of the city, that's a bonus."

A: "I was there when you recited the legal codes to Thomas to prove your worth. I have to say it was quite impressive. Did you spend a lot of time reading legal codes even before becoming an aide?"

G: "Yep! I remember everything as it happened, Nana said it was a gift. So learning the written word is really easy when there's a bookshelf full of laws. And, y'know. Ignorance of the law isn't an excuse to break it, which happens often.."

A: "That must be a very useful gift in your current occupation. What about your previous occupation? What did you do before becoming a legal aide?"

G: "Freelance Clown, duh- Traveled with my family performing, came here alone because Nana said it was a good place to learn more."

A: "Do you ever miss your old job?"

G: "Still do it, just don't do it with my pin on."

A: "Ah, really? You must be busy with two different occupations."

G: "Mhm, took a job with the Clover. Gonna perform there sometimes. I miss doing it constantly, but it really takes a considerable amount of effort to appear unphased and optimistic constantly."

A: ?What about when you're not working as a legal aide or elsewhere? Is there anything you like to do in your free time?"

G: "Hm, no, don't think so. Most of my free time is spent reading the history of the isles. Sometimes I walk in nature, but that's about it."

A: "What about food and drink? Is there any particular food or drink you like to enjoy when things get tiring for you?"

G: "Oh, I'm super boring. There's nothing better than simple spring water. But food, I don't know about that one."

A: "You don't have a type of food you like? Maybe a childhood dish or something new you tried?"

G: "I'll eat anything, couldn't be fussy in Chondalwood. If we were eating grubs and worms for dinner, that's what we got."

A: "Can you tell me a bit about Chondalwood? I'm somewhat of a newcomer from the far east so I'm not too familiar with the place."

G: "Oh, it's a real big forest in the interior of Faerun. Full of satyrs and treants and wild elves. See, my Nana is a Ghostwise, so she was born there proper. I don't really know what a Ghostwise is, but I know I'm not one."

A: "You mentioned your Nana quite a few times. She must be someone important to you. Can you tell us a bit about her?"

G: "Mhm, she's super important! She was a councilor, and she was the best shadow dancer I've ever seen!"

A: "And what about friends? Do you have someone you consider as your closest friend? Someone who has always been by your side?"

G: "Oh, no. Not really. I guess, people here are friendly.. I guess Flamma is a friend, he's real nice to me always for no reason. Think I put some people off, they take everything I say too seriously."

A: "Hmm, really? Maybe the reputation of being a legal aide can be intimidating for some. Do you feel people treat you differently since you joined?"

G: "No, don't think so. Maybe that's half the problem, they don't get that Mischief is just an act. It's all just jokes, right? I don't actually think hins are all shoeless weirdos, but it's funny to say it. And when that kinda joke comes directly from a hin? That's like, a double punchline."

A: "I get what you mean. Tell us about Gwen then. If you had to describe Gwen in three words, what would it be?"

G: "Three words? Uh- Sarcastic. Diligent? Aaand.. Studious."

A: "Now let me ask you a hypothetical question. If you had to describe an ideal day, what would the day be like for you?"

G: "Oh, any day that a carnival is going is the ideal day. The music and the fun and the laughter, nothing beats that."

A: "Is there any particular attraction you like most?

G: "I'm usually performing at those, so I'm biased to say the stage."

A: "Let's talk about the future now. So currently you work as a legal aide and performer. Are you content with where you are right now or is there a bigger position that you are aiming for?"

G: "It'd be nice to keep working and become a full fledged Magistrate. But I'm pretty content with my station."

A: "What about your legacy? In times to come, what would you like to be remembered for most?"

G: "Ooh, a legacy? No, don't really think about that. I've no illusions about myself, I'm more than likely going to be forgotten by time, that's fine with me. Oh, I'd also like to work with the King directly, to get that kinda station would be both memorable AND exciting."

A: "Ha, I don't think that's something that could be forgotten. But every big thing starts small! Let's take a peek into the daily routine of Gwen-"

A: "When you wake up, do you have a morning routine you like to follow?"

G: "Well, skipping over boring things like washing and eating, I usually head straight to the library first thing. I can normally find a book for studying, then I see if Thomas or the Guards need anything."

A: "Do you study a book a day?"

G: "Usually, yeah."

A: "What's today's book of study then?"

G: "An Elven Phrasebook. Likely to be my book for a while, at least until I learn the language."

A: "Any particular reason you chose to learn Elven?"

G: "Seems to be one of the most spoken languages here, and considering how many wild elves I know back home, it makes sense to learn it properly."

A: "And what about a bedtime routine? Anything you like to do to wind down for the day?"

G: "Usually offer a prayer to Brandobaris, and thank Tymora for another fortunate day."

A: "Well, that's pretty much all the questions I have for you today. Before we end though, is there anything you would like to say to the readers?"

G: "Hm. I don't think so. I haven't got much in the way of grand statements, maybe just, there's nothing wrong with not being good at everything. Sometimes it's best to just be comfortable with yourself, most things kinda fall into place when you think like that."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to be interviewed today. I think a lot of people would be interested in reading about you!"

Day 11, Month 5 (Mirtul), 177 AR
 Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Lady Silverhair ===
A: "Tell me about yourself Lady Silverhair. Or whatever parts you are comfortable sharing with our readers."

S: "Please understand this is difficult to talk about."

A: "Of course. Whatever you feel safe talking about."

S: "I grew up in a small village. I won't say where exactly, but life was cruel. If you were not a priestess, you were nearly just a slave. I helped my mother clean the kitchens, and halls of one of the Higher Houses in the town. It was a simple life though I loved my family and working. However when my Mother accidently misspoke to one of the priestesses, they killed her. On the spot. No, warning, no emotion. I was left there, standing in shock. The priestess then knelt beside me and told me: 'Lolth be praised.' Lolth be praised? As if she was doing me a service.."

A: "Is this a common occurrence in the Underdark?"

S: "Yes. If you're not a priestess of at least equal standing, your life is forfeit as seen fit. I was made to clean up the mess that was left.. 'It makes you stronger, hardens your heart,' they told me... But I will never be like them. I collected what few belongings I had left, then ran away. I remember wandering the Underdark for what felt like cycles... almost getting eaten a few times because of my curious nature. Eventually I would be saved by a drow, his name was Haddal. He asked what I was doing all by myself, wandering aimlessly. I had told him what happened, and that I would never be like them. And instead of slaying me, he offered me a hand and asked if I had heard of the Dark Maiden."

S: "He would train me. Taught me how to fight. How to survive on my own. The teachings of the dancing lady. And when I was old enough, he brought me to the surface. It was a day I will never forget. Looking up and seeing the night sky. How green the leaves were. The singing of the birds... it felt almost nonexistent. He told me not to wander too far, but I did not listen. I was enthralled. A place not touched by the spider queen. A place of peace, of love. I wandered too far from Haddal and accidentally stumbled onto the open road. A caravan stopped, seeing me. Throwing things and brandishing a blade calling me drow-filth."

S: "I tried to state my intentions however no one can trust the word of a drow. They attacked me... and I had to wound two of them before I fled. I found Haddal and cried. He lectured me on straying too far. But he told me one day we will be welcomed on the surface. Free as every other race. Human, elf, halfling. We just have to wait, and let them know we are out there."

A: "And that's why you sought me?"

S: "Yes, we have to let them know that not each of us are monsters. That we can be redeemed. I'm not sure how many will believe you, or me. They might even call you a sympathizer or a fool and that I am trying to trick you. But as long as one person is given hope, we have done something today."

A: "And what became of Haddal?"

S: "Years later, Haddal would be killed trying to free more people like me. I promised I would carry on his work."

A: "I see. I'm sorry. Do you carry on his work alone or are there others like you?"

S: "For now... it's just me. My position is dangerous, but I feel maybe someday I can turn some of the people close to me to Eilistraee."

A: "I hope this can help you in your goals. It is a noble goal."

S: "Thank you. I wish more people were as open minded as you. But I feel it will be many cycles before anything might ever be hoped to change."

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter III ===
Publisher's note:
 No animal, be it a badger, a crocodile or a shark, was harmed in the process of writing this chapter of the story.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club, The Secret Underground Meeting Room
 Eleasis 15th, 183 AR
 09:00 PM

"Why did you bring them here!?" the Treasurer immediately jumped up from his seat. In response, fragments of unintelligible explanations came from the orcs. No one seemed to be listening to them though. The Treasurer immediately caught himself and mumbled: "I beg your pardon, Doctor." He gestured with his hand, suggesting she take matters into her own hands. However, he was clearly in no hurry to get back down.
 Dr. Coincidence looked sternly at the Treasurer. She noted to herself that he was expecting intruders, but didn't bother to warn her. "Treasurer, where are your manners?" she reproached him with mock politeness. Then turned her attention to the uninvited guests.
 "Well, well, well. Just look at who decided to personally congratulate me on my birthday!" quipped the Doctor when, at her gesture, the captives were brought closer to the table. "Mister Chadley!" she answered her own question, faking a smile. "And...?" She looked pointedly at Kitara.
 "I am Kitara Twinetall," the firbolg replied. She made a restrained curtsy, to which Hald snorted approvingly.
 "Of course, Kitara, yes," she nodded. "It's nice to see a new face in our... environment," the Doctor picked the right word to which Hald threw a meaningful look at Kitara. Kitara began to feel like she was being played hard.
 Awkward thoughts began to spin in the Doctor's head: "How long did it take to plan this daring invasion? They must have come a long way and taken incredible risks to get here! It must be a shame to fall into a trap after so much effort. It would be simply unfair to just shoot them, right? RIGHT?"
 "I see something didn't go according to the plan?" she asked with the casual intonation of a badger crouching in the tall grass, preparing to jump.
 "Actually, everything is going as planned," Hald answered confidently. "In a moment we will get free from these chains and deal with all of you at once." At those words some of the outer chairs tried to look behind him to make sure the bindings were secure.
 The Doctor peered into the imperturbable faces of her captives. The moral dilemma tormented her mind mercilessly: "They are so good! They deserve much MORE..." Looking for a confirmation, she glanced at the Treasurer. The Treasurer bored her with his piggy eyes in response, and seemed to clearly understand what she was thinking. The slight shaking of his head was meant to convey a simple message to her: "Doctor, please no! No! NOOOO!"
 She shook her head. "Ha! Anyway, what does this orc understand about serious business?" she thought and then asked rhetorically: "Oh, I see you like humor, Mister Chadley?". "I also have a few tricks in store," she announced excitedly. "Get them to the water!" she called to the half-orcs, pointing in the direction of a nearby hall with a large water tank in the center. A suspended platform was located directly above the water.
 "Release the banite monk sharks!" shouted Dr. Coincidence and added leisurely, breaking into a smile and twisting a lock of her red hair on the pinky of her right hand as the prisoners were brought closer to the water: "Mister Chadley, you will notice that all the sharks have rays of light coming from their eyes. I figure every creature deserves a well lit meal!"
 "Ahem-ahem-ahem," immediately came the sound from the Treasurer, who a moment later had already pulled his chair up to the Doctor's throne, "Doctor Coincidence, it is about the sharks ..."
 Moving even closer, he began to whisper: "While you were busy at the clinic, the Soulhaven included monk sharks in the list of sacred animals. We tried to get some, but it would have taken months to clear up the red tape," he said with an expression of painful annoyance on his face, after which he hurried to take his place.
 Those sitting at the tables watched as the Doctor listened attentively to the Treasurer, nodded understandingly, and then burst out:
 "You know, I have one simple request," she addressed the assembly with deliberate patience, "and that is to have sharks with frickin red glowing eyes! Now evidently my half-orc colleague informs me that it cannot be done!" Then, after a deep sigh, she turned to the Treasurer and, with the calmness of a dire badger who had just been pulled by the tail, inquired: "What do we have?"
 "Salmon," replied the Treasurer with the face of a man who always performed his duties flawlessly and only this time he stumbled once. OBVIOUSLY it was not his mistake, but the inaccuracy of the problem statement on the part of the customer.
 For a long minute the Doctor stared into space in front of her. Not a single muscle moved in her face. The hall fell into a thunderous silence, through which those sitting closest to the room with the failed sharks could hear someone's loud whisper: "What have you got us into, Hald?! What is going on here?"
 Badger sneezed indignantly.
 "Ri-ight," the Doctor drawled, summing up the situation.
 "They are fiendish salmon," the Treasurer made a desperate attempt, "delivered from the Iron Citadel!"
 "Really?" The Doctor decided to take pity on the half-orc: "Are they fiend-pacted?"
 "Absolutely!" the Treasurer said confidently with an inner cry, clutching at the saving straw with both hands and feet.
 "That's a start. Alright," she spread her hands compromisingly. Then she turned to the three orcs, who had already chained the captives to the pole that held the platform to the ceiling: "Begin the unnecessarily slow-moving dipping mechanism!"
 One of the trio of orcs holding the captives at gunpoint pulled a lever beside him. A trapdoor slid open in the floor directly below the orc next to him. There was a receding orcish cry of "Wrong lever!", a splash, the sounds of crocodiles, then the hatch closed.
 "Why do we even have THAT lever?" Dr. Coincidence clarified with the Treasurer with displeasure. However, such a trifle could no longer spoil her mood.
 "Oh," was all the delinquent orc managed to squeeze out. At his own risk, he pulled another lever. Luckily for him, the platform with Hald and Kitara began to slowly approach the surface of the water, which had already begun to show fish activity. Kitara looked around restlessly, trying to assess the strength of the chains along the way. Hald, for his part, took a leisurely look around the platform, then watched the diabolic looking fish splashing wildly beneath it. Then he whispered to Kitara, "Do you still trust me?" In response, Kitara lifted her leg slightly to give him a painful kick, but then suddenly whispered cheerfully instead: "Yes!" She put her leg back on the platform. "Blum-bluma-blama-fuz!" the platform made an agonizing metallic sound in response. Hald's face showed the smile of a man who enjoys his work. He turned his proud chin towards Dr. Coincidence and directed his gaze directly into her eyes.
 "Close the gates!" the Doctor shouted, catching Hald's eye. "Goodbye, Mister Chadley!" she shouted at last. She gave the Treasurer a triumphant look, as if to say to him: "Watch and learn! This is how you deal with your arch-enemies!" The Treasurer tried to object to what was happening, but quickly realized that he was not being heard. Dr. Coincidence was already deep in her thoughts.
 Somewhere in the depths of the walls, powerful mechanisms began to work. The Doctor and Hald continued to look at each other.
 "What a man ..." The Doctor said voluptuously when the doors were almost closed. A little louder than she expected, which caught the Treasurer's puzzled look, who managed to hear the words over the noise of the closing mechanisms.
 The gates closed.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 Is this the end? Will Hald and Kitara become food for the fish? Common! Wildarse is not THAT wild. She can't kill the main characters of the story like this, right? RIGHT? You know where to find the answer!

Day 6, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 "Wildarse"

=== The Monthly Catch - Blink Carp; Hubris of the Arcane ===
In the past year a strange phenomenon has rippled through the fishing world, a new species of fish has appeared in and around Arelith. The Blink Carp, recognized by it's bright blue scales and greenish back stripes, it has been found almost everywhere.

This fish has an unnatural penchant for teleporting when it senses danger giving it a reputation as the bane of rookie anglers and non fishing folk alike. Some specimens are rumoured contain peculiar organs that can be used in the place of spell components. Townsfolk trade stories of fish appearing out of thin air only to flop about causing havoc in their homes, breaking pottery, knocking things over and causing a racket in the middle of the night, only to teleport away soon after.

Some investigative research has lead me to believe that the ones responsible for this locomantic piscine menace were a group of wizards who were trying to clean the isle of the thaumic waste contaminating some waterways. The waterways are indeed less thaumically contaminated these days, but as is often the case, the wizards did not stop to consider the potential consequences of their otherwise goodly actions.

I reached out to Archmage Yusmena concerning the matter, she declined to comment. So again, I asked our local fishing expert, Haster the Fishmonger, for some insight into the matter.

He had this to say;
 "Oy nah, yeah. They're tricky blighters for sure. If'n ya can get a runic hook they'll come right up, easy as pie. Some magicky adventurin' sort once told me that ya can ward the area too. Ain't really sure what 'e meant though."

So there you have it, dear readers, the secrets of the elusive Blink Carp revealed.

Happy fishing!

Day 26, Month 11 (Uktar), 177 AR
 "Fee Sherman"

=== Breaking news: Kinslayer in the streets of Cordor! ===
Read all about it! A kinslayer who has been heard confessing to the murder of his own father is sheltered in the city of Cordor, and lives in this very Cordorian Press building!

The name of this murderer? Dala!

He can be identified by his copper red hair and unusually masculine (for an elf!) visage. He owns a shop opposite the Flaming Lotus, and has been seen around the area. Beware, citizens and visitors!

Has this news been supressed by the Cordorian government? Why is this creature allowed to remain in this very building, a prime piece of real estate? Well, because this man is known (and is friendly with!) the Chancellor of Cordor, Ginny Fairlen. Is Ginny covering up this news? Who else knows about this and is covering up this news?

This reporter has knowledge on a member of the noble house Rivorndir aware of this situation! So clearly, this situation is more widely known. The one person who attempted to bring this situation to the attention of Justicar Thomas Castemont, in the Justice Ministery was exiled immediately, one Anna Shadowsight! A person who apparently has mysteriously disappeared!

Will justice be done? Or will the Cordor Press be complicit with a coverup?

The people need to know!

Day 2, Month 3 (Ches), 177 AR
 Concerned

=== Festival of Mask ===
Come enjoy the festival of Mask in Condor

Day 21, Month 3 (Ches), 177 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Press Gang 16/10/177 ===
Hello, I am the new editor-in-chief of the Press Gang, Alter Kim! Today, the Press Gang has quite the collection for our readers. As a reminder, the Press Gang is still hiring! Anyone who wishes to write for the press can do so at their leisure as we do not require our journalists to submit an article for each issue. Additionally, anyone who wishes to submit a letter to the editor regarding one of the articles is welcome to do so!

INFORMATIVE:
 Dracoliches Attack Cordor Graveyard! (By Alter Kim)

INTERVIEWS:
 An Interview with the Chancellor, Ginny Rivorndir (By Alter Kim)
 An Interview with the kobold, Maknold (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT
 From Cordor With Love CHAPTER I (By Wildarse)

Day 16, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Anonymous

=== Dracoliches Attack Cordor Graveyard! ===
On Day 15, Month 10, 177 AR, the Government District of Cordor experienced a sudden and violent shaking of the ground. With no Guards present, Sir Xalden Grantz and Miss Catherine took lead in evacuating noncombatants to the Nomad. Shortly afterwards, a rider of the Royal Cavalry emerged from the Royal Palace, bearing a message that cultists had infiltrated the city and desecrated the graveyard. They sought able bodied individuals to help assist with the reconsecration. Volunteers split into two teams to secure both the city and the graveyard before regrouping in the graveyard to fight hordes of undead that had been raised.

Sir Storm Nightwind led the attempt to perform the Hallowed Rest ritual, aided by two others whose names are currently unknown, but the numbers of the undead were too numerous and the ritual failed. Sir Lefric Ruston and Sir Minto Fuzzypaw then soon arrived with members of the Hawkin. Sir Minto took charge of the ritual, allowing Sir Storm to take to the defense. But when the ritual neared completion, nearly a dozen Dracoliches alighted onto the graveyard grounds while undead continued to pour from the crypts and rise from the dirt. An insurmountable feeling of dread filled the air as a colossal abyssal fiend emerged from the main crypt, pushing the volunteer forces back. Sir Xalden rallied his horse and charged it immediately, followed by many of the volunteer forces. Eventually, the fiend was slain and the undead were put to rest as the graveyard was once more consecrated.

From there, leadership was deferred to Sir Efren, the new caretaker of the cemetery and crypts. Groups were formed to investigate the crypts and tombs in the graveyard, eventually reconvening in the main crypt. Investigation found the casket of Dame Arael Laceflower disturbed. While the body was still present and untouched, the casket had been clearly broken into. For those unfamiliar with the name, Dame Arael was the High Priestess of Cordor many years ago when the Sword of Benwick was still present. Speculation leads to believe that this incident may be related in regards to the event that occurred at Light Keep recently. If anyone has further information regarding the connection between the attack on the graveyards and the events at Light Keep, please contact the Press Gang!

Day 16, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Ginny Rivorndir ===
Month 4, Day 22, 177 AR

A: "So, Lady Ginny, thank you for agreeing to being interviewed today. Is there any reason in particular you accepted the interview?"

G: "Ah well, a few. Primarily, it's part of the job to make myself available for such. I try to be approachable for everyone and... I think this sort of thing helps with that. And I'll also admit I enjoy this sort of thing, so there's a little bit of that too."

A: "Do you feel that many people see you more for your position than you as an individual?"

G: "Mh, it depends on who I reckon. But yes, I think that's true for the majority of people."

A: "Being a Chancellor must be a full time position even when you are not in the office. But when you have the chance, is there any specific hobby or interest you like to pursue?"

G: "Ah, I play the harp, though I'm definitely nothing special, most bards'd be insulted if I called myself a musician. I also quite like reading, specifically but not limited to topics of philosophy. Additionally, interior design, poetry and sailing. Though that last one is my former job turned into a hobby I suppose."

A: "You were a sailor before you entered the office?"

G: "Ah, of course. You're a somewhat recent arrival I believe? Or at least weren't in Cordor during most of 176?"

A: "Yes, I arrived on the first day of the third month of 177 AR."

G: "I was Captain of the Cordor Navy before Justiciar Rillie Sauer under then-chancellor Najih tried me for treason."

A: "Tried for treason? Is that something you can speak more on?"

G: "I could speak on it for a long time. It might take up an entire interview. Would you like the very brief short version, or would you like to deep-dive a little?"

A: "Mm, it is up to you. This is your interview so whatever you wish to share with our readers."

G: "Then I will say that myself and mister Ezykial were accused of treason because we'd had some contact with enemies of Cordor. We were eventually acquitted... But only after Najih's government essentially imploded. You need only look back a few issues of the press to read the accounts of the ordeal, as detailed by Miss Mai. Two ministers resigned. The chancellor's aide resigned. Almost the entire guard resigned. The entire Cordor Navy resigned."

A: "Sounds like quite the political upheaval."

G: "Certainly was. But ah, I should not deep dive here and now. Miss Mai has already done that, 'tis available to readers still. Most people saw it for what it was... a political move to silence Ezykial."

A: "But now you are the Chancellor. A duty with quite the responsibility. Do you miss having the time to play the harp and go sailing?"

G: "Ah, that's a common misconception. I do find the time for such, Certainly, sometimes I work day and night and have to forgo proper sleep, but... I consider such a failure of proper management and leadership. When I am doing my job well, others are empowered to do theirs with minimal actual involvement of myself."

A: "Ah, that sounds efficient. More hands mean less work as the old saying goes."

G: "Mh, indeed. If I had to pass on any advice to future chancellors it would be... delegate, delegate, delegate."

A: "You mentioned you would occasionally give up proper sleep for your duties. But, when possible, do you have a bedtime routine you like to follow?"

G: "Ah, admittedly between the sustenance spell and the nature of different people's availability and such... I don't really have a pre-set bedtime or routine, no. I do tend to put away my staff and cloak at home though, when I'm not expecting guests! So that might count.."

A: "Mm, what about a morning routine when you awake? Do you have a few moments to yourself before you dive into your work?"

G: "Yes indeed. I usually have some tea, wash, do my hair, nails, and then spend some time going through paperwork from the previous day."

A: "I can see that you very much enjoy tea. Is there a particular comfort dish you like to enjoy as well when you have the chance to eat?"

G: "Ah, I'm a bit of a sweet-tooth, really. I'm partial to treats and pastries... But especially chocolate cake."

A: "Ah, I can relate to having a fondness for sweets. What about a place you like to go to recharge after a long day?"

G: "Ah, it's rather dull honestly. My home."

A: "I don't think it's dull at all. Home is home for a reason. But let us dive into some more personal questions about you now. Do you have a dream or goal you wish to one day achieve?"

G: "Oof... A dream or a goal I wish to one day achieve? You're asking me that, a common-born woman, as chancellor of Cordor? The highest function one can attain in this city?"

A: "Well, I believe it is our nature to always wish for more. To fly as close to the sun as we can."

G: "Well, I never pursued this function for myself. I ended up running for chancellor because I genuinely believed there was no one better. When I made the decision to run, Cordor wasn't doing so well. And this city is my home. I care for its people, and I saw no other path forward. To be honest... at this point, I'm not really looking past the chancellorship anymore. I know that once I step back from running the city, I'd like to have children."

A: "Do you regret running for chancellor?"

G: "Regret? No. I don't dwell on the past usually. The 'now' is the only thing we can ever change. I can ill afford to lament the past, or fear the future."

A: "A wise philosophy to have. You mentioned you would like to one day have kids. Do you know how many kids you would want or if you would want your first child to be a son or daughter?"

G: "Oof, as for a number... I think three might be nice, but... we'll see if I've the energy for a second after the first, yeah? As for a son or a daughter. No preference."

A: "And speaking of your future, what do you wish your legacy to be one day? What do you hope people will remember you for in the future? Your time as a Chancellor? Your deeds?"

G: "I would hope they remember me for rebuilding Cordor. Specifically my efforts other than the military and the Justice Department. The Cordor Academy, the press, the museum, the Lotus, the Nomad, the furnishing of various government buildings, the establishment of better ties with Brogendenstein... Among other things."

A: "I think I speak for many of our readers when I say that the city has done well under your leadership. As a newcomer myself, the city has been open to people like I and has provided us many opportunities."

G: "Mhm. That has been my goal. To shift the focus away from the military a little. And I dare say, even the military has benefited from this approach. In my time on the island I have never seen the Cordor military as competent as it is now."

A: "Once you leave the office, do you have any ideas of what you would like to do? Besides raising a family of course."

G: "I expect I'll be in office a while longer to be honest, I don't see another candidate on the rise, and I don't see support for my government wavering. Beyond that, I will do what my new family expects of me. My talents are in government, strategy, diplomacy, and education, that sort of thing... so, I'd expect something along those lines."

A: "Being a member of the Rivorndirs comes with quite the baggage."

G: "It does."

A: "How are you handling it so far?"

G: "Ah... I have a great mentor."

A: "Your husband?"

G: "Actually, my uncle, Khara'gos."

A: "He's taught you how to deal with the responsibility of being a Rivorndir?"

G: "Among other things. I have yet to go through the rites of Lady Siamorphe's divine right. Until I do that, I am noble in name only."

A: "How has the public reacted to your marriage with Sir Dax Rivorndir? The Rivorndirs are a very powerful and influential House in Cordor. Has there been any dissent about you becoming a member of such a house?"

G: "Well, Sencliff did launch a raid on my wedding. But from within Cordor? Not really, no."

A: "Well, I think that is all the time that we have today! As we end this interview, Is there anything you would like to tell our readers?"

G: "I'd like to remind everyone that my doors are ever open to advice, feedback, and yes, even complaints. Many folk hide themselves behind anonymity and take to the boards. To all those people I would say... talk to me. I will listen. I may not always agree... But I'll hear you and consider what you have to say. I can however not debate with anonymous posters on the board. Speak to me as a person, and I will treat you as one in turn."

A: "And final question, Lady Ginny. If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

G: "One word? I don't know. I don't think I could describe myself in one word."

A: "Think of it as a challenge, then. Maybe a quality of yourself you are proud most of or something to describe the hardships you've been through."

G: "Alright then, fine. As imperfect as it may be... A rock."

A: "A rock. Any particular reason why?"

G: "Stability, both for myself and for others. You may think that's a political answer, but I've always sought to provide that for people, for my friends, And I've always sought to be... stable. Long before I even considered running for office."

A: "Well thank you again for agreeing to this interview Lady Ginny. I think many people will be interested in learning more about you as a person rather than your reputation."

G: "Thank you for offering me the opportunity, mister Alter."

Day 15, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Maknold ===
A: "So, tell me Mister Maknold. Why were you interested in being interviewed for the Press Gang?"

M: "Believes such would be a chance to spread knowledge of kin and the creator."

A: "I will admit, I do not know much of your kind. Can you give us a little introduction to yourself?"

M: "Of course. This one is a linguist, master tailor, and seeker of knowledge of all that share the blood of Io."

A: "Io? Is Io the creator of all kobolds?"

M: "Yes, Io is the one that is responsible for these ones' creation. Is the creator of all dragons, and cares for such and those that share those ones' blood."

A: "I have met some of those with dragon blood on the Surface. Do you share a kinship with them, despite the conflict between the Surface and the Underdark?"

M: "This one does, though others amongst this one's kin may not share such a view, but Io loves all kin regardless of lineage as all are that one's children. And as this one is a kobold, this one must seek to be worthy of the Ninefold's love, as these ones were the first kin of dragons to share that one's blood."

A: "Ninefold? Can you explain more about this Ninefold?"

M: "Oh, the Ninefold is simply a title for Io. Similar to how Bahamut is known as the platinum one."

A: "Ah, I see. And tell me more about your kin. The only information I have heard about your kin is that you are an industrious people."

M: "Well, that one has been informed accurately to such, but this one can elaborate to the why of such. It is fundamentally how these ones pray at the end of the cycle, for it is the reason that the Ninefold gave the first of the dragons the means to influence the world when all of the Ninefold's first children were still gods. Such gave those ones that knowledge so that those ones could build those ones' lairs and those ones' hoards, and such those ones did. And this one isn't afraid to say these ones were and still are vithing good at it."

A: "Do you and your kin do anything else to worship Io? Any particular rituals or offerings you give to the Ninefold?"

M: "Well, admits not many of this one kin worship the Ninefold, as many kin in Andunor worship others of the pantheon, and many chose to honor Kurtulmak."

A: "How does this Kurtulmak differ from Io?"

M: "Well, Kurtulmak is a kobold as opposed to a dragon, and as such a mortal before the Ninefold made such a god. Kurtulmak was the first of these ones to be made as such."

A: "And does his dogma differ from that of Io's?"

M: "Oh! Vastly different. Whilst the Ninefold does not have any specific dogma, given that one is the creator of all that share dragon's blood, Kurtulmak is quite specific. Such is the one that instructs these ones to mine and offer service and to practice caution when dealing with those that are not kin."

A: "And what is your opinion of Kurtulmak's dogma?"

M: "Personally, this one thinks such has served well in the past to ensure these ones survival, but has kept these ones from claiming a larger place in the world."

A: "I hear that one of the districts is run by your kind, yes?"

M: "Well, such is certainly true, but this one speaks of the wider world. Would ask that one what great cities that this one's kin have? What great monuments can this one's kin claim?"

A: "I can't say I can think of any."

M: "This one's point exactly."

A: "So do you wish for your people to one day live on the Surface?"

M: "Admits this one does not mind to such specifically, but this one longs for a place for kin to call these ones' own. But this one would look forward to the cycle that kin are not treated with such hostility."

A: "Do you think the Surface unfairly judges your people?"

M: "This one does, those ones fear these ones without due course, as these ones often look to defend other kin from attacks when these ones only seek industry."

A: "And what are your opinions about the current state of conflict between the Surface and the Underdark?"

M: "Frankly, this one thinks such is self perpetuating, both seek vindication for the actions undertaken by the other."

A: "Now, let us talk about works and yourself, Mister Maknold. You spoke of great cities and monuments before. Do you have any projects that you are working on currently?"

M: "Admits this one is saving the profits from this one's industry so that this one may eventually invest in such a project."

A: "Any particular plans or ideas for a project?"

M: "Has been thinking of developing a monument for the Ninefold so that all that share the Ninefold's blood may gather."

A: "Hm, I would love to see such a monument. Is there anything else you would like to tell our readers about you or your kin?"

M: "Yes, buy the products of these ones industry, such will not find items of higher quality."

A: "Hah, an excellent opportunity for marketing indeed. And before we end, I do have a question for you. Are you not worried that fellow underdarkers may dislike the fact you agreed to an interview with the Press Gang?"

M: "Thinks some will, others will understand, but this one doubts any would act against this one as such would be an act against the rest of kin."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to this interview and I am sure that many of the readers would be interested in reading about you and your kin!"

M: "This one thanks, is sure such will look favorable to this one."

Day 15, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter I ===
Crimson Fairy Tales is happy to present to you the first chapter of the From Cordor with Love story by Wildarse !

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The world is in danger: the great and terrible Doctor Coincidence threatens to unleash a virus of unprecedented power, demanding a ransom of 1 billion gold! But for every supervillain there is a superhero! The inimitable Hald Chadley, Guldorand's best secret intelligence agent, is ready for decisive action! Together with his partner, the charming Kitara Twinetall, he will easily bypass all the ingenious traps set by the insidious enemy and save the Arelith archipelago!

Publisher's note:

ALL CHARACTERS AND EVENTS DESCRIBED - EVEN THOSE BASED ON REAL PEOPLE AND HISTORICAL FACTS - ARE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. THE FOLLOWING PUBLICATION MAY CONTAIN COARSE LANGUAGE, DESCRIPTIONS OF SCENES OF UNCONTROLLED VIOLENCE AND WILD PASSION AND DUE TO ITS CONTENT IT SHOULD NOT BE READ BY ANYONE...

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City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club

Eleasis 15th, 183 AR

08:00 PM

This evening, a real pandemonium formed in The Lilting Lotus club: luxurious carriages drove up and drove off one after another, leaving behind representatives of the nobility, who, along with simpler people, crowded into the atmosphere of loud, but no less refined music, beautiful dishes and strong drinks. Many citizens of the City of Cordor have made it their top priority to attend Dr. Coincidence's birthday party.

The Doctor herself, however, was nowhere to be seen (which did not prevent idle visitors from drinking and eating in honor of the birthday girl), and some of the important guests, after some time in the main hall, moved to some other room through an inconspicuous but guarded doorway in the far part club. It was this portal that Kitara Twinetall, a 5-meter-high beautiful representative of the firbolg race, has been secretly watching for the past few hours, wearing a scarlet evening dress (made by a craftsman from barge flooring) and heels (size 67) on the occasion of the event.

Now Kitara was sitting on sofas not far from the gaming tables, imposingly crossing her legs, and leisurely sipping wine from a crystal flower vase that had previously stood on the coffee table in front of her. Despite the frank attractiveness of the giantess, awarded with many admiring glances that evening, no one dared to keep her company. "So much effort for nothing," Kitara mentally sighed, but continued to watch, smiling gallantly at the passing guests.

The attention of the giantess was attracted by another visitor to the secret room. The guest's face was hidden by a deep hood, but expensive crimson-black robes, pretentious gestures, not to mention a retinue of half-orc guards, betrayed in him the Treasurer . The character was known for his intrigues, and was also the current head of the River Orc crime house, whose lair was located in the northwestern region of the city, popularly called Cordorc . Kitara chuckled to herself in approval. According to the office's intelligence, the infamous half-orc was supposed to be in Guldorand, but Kitara's instincts did not fail when she insisted that the operation not begin until the Treasurer arrived.

Watching the gentlemen disappear into the opening, Kitara glanced at one of the players at the gaming tables nearby; the man sideways caught the eye of the beauty and nodded smoothly in response, moving on to the exchange of exit formalities with those sitting at the table. Having finished, he tossed some of the chips from his bouncy slide of winnings to a few players who were apparently less fortunate than he was. Then the man stood up.

A handsome young man appeared before Kitara, dressed in black expensive pants and polished fashionable shoes. The shirt, however, was missing, revealing to the world an untanned, muscular torso. Kitara covered her eyes with a hand "Oh Gods, not again!" Meanwhile, a two-meter figure approached Kitara's observation post and asked:

"What is such a luxurious lady doing alone on such a fine evening?" he clarified, smiling broadly and kissing the right hand of the beauty.

In response, Kitara only strictly tilted her head to the right, keeping her eyes on him, suggesting that he sit down. Wasting no time on other sentimentality, the man took a seat to the right of Kitara. She, in turn, tossed aside a strand of her long earthy green hair and leaned towards him to make up for the difference in height.

"Hald, why aren't you wearing a shirt?" she asked coldly, looking at him.

"Kitara, gambling sometimes puts people in an interesting position," Hald remarked melancholy, still smiling.

"No doubt, but you won!" she parried.

Hald looked away from her, slowly looking around at the people dancing around. He sighed serenely, then said, "Our job is to enjoy the process, Kitara. Otherwise, what's the point of it all?"

He turned back to face Kitara, but saw a shadow of incomprehension on her face. "If it is Lathander's will, you will soon see and understand everything for yourself," he explained good-naturedly. "What's the situation?" he then asked Kitara, whose expression had taken on a more condescending look.

"The Treasurer has arrived. Everyone is here," she whispered to Hald enthusiastically, pointing with her eyes at the cherished door at the end of the hall.

"Your insight is truly impressive, dear Kitara," sincerely appreciated Hald. Then he slowly turned his gaze to the doorway. "So it's time for us to act. Remember the plan?" Hald inquired, to which Kitara smiled and playfully waved her hand at him.

"They don't stand a chance!"

A few minutes later, the couple was already walking through the hall towards the goal of their mission. The ceilings in the room were high, so that Kitara could move freely at full height, provided that she dodged the hot wax falling from the chandeliers hung here and there in time.

The two city guards who were on duty at the door visibly tensed up and mechanically double-checked for the presence of gonnes hanging in a sling on their chest. However, there was nothing unusual in the behavior of the guards: anyone would be nervous to see the colossal figures approaching, who were obviously not on the invitation lists, but who, by their entire behavior, showed that official invitations were what other people needed.

"And you call it easy money ?" the guard standing to the right of the door whispered irritably to his comrade. "This is even worse than the time you offered to get a job with that crazy Emperor!" he did not let up. "Look, they are coming right here!"

Unable to withstand the tension, he gave a desperate alarm signal with the heel of his boot at the door. At the very least, he hoped the signal would be taken as an alarm and not as an urgent order for more fried clams for the guests, which would not have surprised the guard in the least; the current employer seemed to him somewhat inconsistent.

"Everything will be alright, buddy!" assured his partner, along the way slapping him on the shoulder. "You take a closer look, what a luxurious lady," he gestured towards the approaching Kitara, "there will definitely be something to tell in the tavern when we finish here!"

"Nothing will be alright! I'm telling you, I've seen this guy somewhere before!" he nodded nervously towards Hald. "We must urgently ..." he began his suggestion, but Hald and Kitara had already come too close to make any maneuvers.

"Good evening, gentlemen," Hald greeted, "my name is Chadley, Hald Chadley. And this is my beautiful companion, Kitara Twinetall." Noticing that one of the guards was already clearly about to object, resorting to gunshot arguments, Hald hastened to dispel his doubts in the bud: "Doctor Coincidence is looking forward to our appearance. Kitara, dear, show the gentlemen our pass."

Both guards looked at Kitara incredulously. Kitara smiled politely at them before leaning over her bag. For a brief moment, a pass to anywhere (as it seemed to the men) really flashed before the eyes of the guards. However, Kitara briskly turned her shoulder to them, and in the next second, they both heard a sound that was strikingly similar to the sound of two bodies of heavily armed men being kicked into the oak door. The receding heavy footsteps of Hald and Kitara, running along the corridor behind the former door, echoed.

"It was worth it, Vincent ..." croaked the guard who had previously occupied a vertical position to the left of the door.

"Shut up, Jach!" hissed Vincent, lying beside him in the rubble of the door frame.

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What is the insidious Doctor Coincidence up to? Will our heroes be able to catch the villains by surprise? Read on for Chapter II of the story!

Day 17, Month 9 (Eleint), 177 AR

"Wildarse"

=== An Interview with Thomas Castemont Pt. 1 ===
Month 4, Day 19, 177 AR

A: "So, Thomas. Thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today, I know you're a busy man. What made you agree to be interviewed today?"

T: "Hmm. Well.. It's been a hectic few weeks and truthfully, I just enjoyed the prospect of a conversation that wasn't about laws, law enforcement, or some other major crisis that seems to occupy much of my time on this island."

A: "I can imagine that a lot of people see you more as the Justiciar than Thomas Castemont. I can only imagine how tiring it must get having to deal with problem after problem."

T: "It can be yes. I find that often many look to me for answers and to make decisions. I wish to aid but I'm but one man and sometimes I simply cannot."

A: "So what do you do when you are not acting as the Justiciar. Is there any personal hobby or activity that you like to enjoy in your free time?"

T: "I do not have much free time. I dedicate much of the free time I do have to aiding the oppressed. Many on this island know me to be a Chainbreaker.

But when I do not do either of those things, I actually really enjoy forging. It's a long time hobby of mine. I often make greensteel weapons and mithril armor from the Arjale and Mithril I find to sell cheaply to new adventurers to help them gain an edge in their training."

A: "What made you learn smithing? Was it out of personal need for better weapons and armor or something else?"

T: "I learned forging in the Order I served in Cormyr. It was always an interest of mine and I took the opportunity to use their resources and their experience to be trained in it. I find it soothing and relaxing, even with my injury. I also do enjoy reading. Sometimes when I need some alone time, I will go sit in my room and read a book."

A: "Any particular kind of book you enjoy? Is Thomas Castemont secretly a romance enthusiast?"

T: "Heh. Not quite. I actually love history. I've found history on this isle in particular very interesting. There is much that can be learned from past mistakes and past victories."

A: "Is there any particular story that you would like to share to the readers? Maybe a specific tale that sparks your interest or an event we could all learn from?"

T: "Truth be told, I've not read nearly as many history books as I'd like. I simply don't get much time. And I hate to admit it but I actually found the History of Benwick very intriguing. Written by the Undead abomination, Adelyn Belle'rose."

A: "Ah, yes. It was a tragic tale from what I heard. The headquarters of an Order that was overtaken by devils."

T: "Indeed. And still to this day Devils run rampant in their halls. Triadic statues and altars in ruin. It is very saddening."

A: "Speaking of history though, what do you hope to be your legacy one day in the future?"

T: "My legacy? Hm, I truly doubt people will remember when I'm gone. But that right there.. That is the legacy I hope to leave behind."

Thomas gestures to a large pillar of smooth grey granite. At the bottom of the small monument is an image of a pergola wrapped in trumpet vines, progressively moving inward where blooms begin to form among a void of light. At the forefront, the vines at first appear to be wilted and dried against cavernous stalagmites, typical to the Underdark, closing in at either side to be strangled in lichen and fungi. Vague figures start to move inward towards the blooming light, rings of steel scattered across the portrayed cave floor, shattered or broken, as the stone turns to grass the farther the figures move. A list of names occupies the space above the image.

A: "Are those the names of all the slaves you have freed?"

T: "Not just me. This is a collaborative effort. But up there are the names of every single person who we've helped to break free from their bonds. Who we've helped to begin a new life. Who we've helped to regain their free will.

You see, while I was chained my son was also held captive in slavery. I was required to gather two million gold for his freedom and have him sent back to Cormyr. Someone helped me a great deal with that and all they asked in return was that I would write a book. A book that would inspire other slaves to take the journey and find the courage and hope to break free of their shackles also.

For what this person did for me, it was the only thing he asked me to do. I had never written a book before, but I agreed. My story is out there already. And most of Andunor knows my name. My name being out there means they know who to contact. And we take it from there."

A: "Who would you consider to be your closest friend or aide? In your victories and defeats, who would you say is someone you have come to rely on greatly?"

T: "Griffy."

A: "Any particular reason why?"

T: "Griffy and I have been through a lot together. We were both chained in Andunor. And he is one of the main reasons I did not lose myself down there. Many seem to believe that every slave down there is willing. That every slave down there choses to be there. And that they chose their actions. They do not. If you do not do what your owners want you to do, you get beaten, lashed and tortured or they will hurt you by torturing the people you've come to care about. They are wicked and vile and they will use whatever means to try and make you conform. Griffy and I connected below. I protected him, but he guided me. Gave me strength and hope. And now, he is my son. I am immensely proud of him and he will always be my example.

People do not understand what slaves have to go through. They have no empathy. Only distrust. I was once forced to fight in the arena there against Griffy and another slave I considered my friend. A firbolg named Ulf. My owner was attacked by a Paladin of the Radiant Heart and she blamed it on me asking for mercy for the Paladin and her friend. As my punishment I was forced to fight against them over a ball. Like a sport. The person who would succeed in taking the ball and defeat the other two opponents would be spared lashes. The other two would receive double."

A: "And what did you do?"

T: "Hm well- Initially I thought I would simply let the other two win somehow. But they knew me too well and said if they caught any of us letting the others win, lashes would be increased. Refusal would have resulted in increased lashes and death. We were accompanied by a very experienced retainer, her First Daughter, and a Gnoll. None of us were fully trained or equipped yet. We stood no chance against them. So we uh.. We complied. I defeated Ulf quickly. But.. I couldn't.. I couldn't hurt Griffy. I tried everything I could to make it look like I was giving it my all. But he beat me and Ulf and I took the lashes. He was spared them.

I know there are loyalists down there. And there is always a risk freeing one of them. There are those who would lie and take advantage. But we cannot give up on all because there are a few bad ones out there. Had that happened, myself, Griffy and others who are now contributing to the Surface Settlements and the defense of this isle, would still be down there. And likely not be the people we are today."

A: "You can never tell one's story from their appearances. I think that not many people know or even understand what you've been through."

T: "I tried to capture it in my book as best I could. Again, I'm no writer so I may not have conveyed it very well. Back then it was all still very raw. Now it's a little easier to talk about. But I am so passionate not only about breaking the shackles, but breaking the shackles of the mind.

You know.. One of the first things former slaves ask me when they first break free is: "What now?" My own journey after I broke free was.. terrifying. I didn't really have any friends aside from Griffy and Alister. I had no job, no purpose. I didn't know this island, the people or how things worked here. And many slaves who break free experience this. Having been told what to do. Not having to make decisions for yourself and suddenly, the world is wide open for you to do whatever you want to do. I try to help them after they break free. With my influence, reputation and relationships as Justiciar I can help them make new friends, help them find a home and a job."

Day 21, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 177 AR

Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Thomas Castemont Pt. 2 ===
A: "What did you do first when you were free of your collar?"

T: "I went to see Evelynn, Griffy and Alister in Guldorand. And I simply held them. We spent hours just talking and.. I slept in a real bed for the first time in years."

A: "How did it feel sleeping in a real bed for once? Did sleep come to you easier or was it a difficult night?"

T: "Heh. I uh.. Ended up sleeping on the floor the first night. After that I simply wandered between Guldorand and Cordor for weeks. Aimlessly. But I didn't know what I wanted to do or where I wanted to settle. Then one day.. I walked past this house next to the Nomad and I noticed it was for sale. I had some gold left and eagerly went to get it. I bought the home and I settled down in Cordor. Fate brought me here. I met friends like Raewynn and Dermia and eventually I gathered my courage and applied to the Justice Ministry as a Magistrate. They declined my application."

A: "Really? They declined you?"

T: "They did. They declined due to my history as a slave. They did not trust me because of it. But I believe they took pity on me and eventually offered me a clerical job. I think they hoped I'd decline it since I was a Magistrate in Suzail for over a decade. But I didn't decline it and gratefully accepted it. I spent most of my days studying the laws, doing administrative work, writing court transcripts, and writing and pinning public announcements. I was a legal aide for just over a year. And even then they still didn't really ever trust me. I was eventually promoted to Magistrate, I think more out of necessity."

A: "I think many people are grateful that you were. I can't imagine a Cordor without you."

T: "No? Hm. That's kind of you to say. But there are many who could do this job as well as I can. I'm passionate about the law. I believe it serves to protect people and their rights. It makes all of us equal, yes? Except perhaps for the King and Queen themselves. But otherwise, everyone is equal under the law."

A: "Of course. I don't envy your job though, having to justicate the legal complexities."

T: "It's not easy, no. The hardest part actually is to deal with dissatisfaction. I do not apply sentences to be the bad guy. If people simply follow our very common sense laws, I'd not have to fine people or sentence them to become outlawed. And sometimes, no matter what you do, some people will always be upset. They won't think you've done enough, or they believe you're corrupt or unfair. I am quite used to people name calling me and having a general dislike for me. I am quite used to people name calling me and having a general dislike for me. And that is fine. It helps take the heat off of the Guards if I take the blame for things and am seen as the bad guy. It allows them to do their job."

A: "But do you ever have moments where your personal interests and your duty conflicts? Have you ever had to make a sacrifice as a Justiciar?"

T: "Hm. My personal interests and duty rarely conflict. And when they do, I delegate matters to others. I cannot be bought. I treat friends the same way I will treat someone I've never met. This is justice, where everyone is equal. But I am well aware of the power of perception. So, if there is a conflict of interest, I let someone else handle it."

A: "A wise position. It's too easy to want to deal with something yourself and potentially ruin things."

T: "I honestly try to delegate as much as I can. I have very capable and talented people who work for me. I'm truly blessed. But sometimes it's difficult to delegate and there are things that simply cannot be delegated. I'm eager to see each of them grow in their careers here in the Justice Ministry though."

A: "But that's enough about Thomas the Justiciar. Let's focus on Thomas Castemont for a moment. When times are hard and your body is tired, do you have a comfort food you like to enjoy?"

T: "Oh uh. Well, I'm very fond of Miso's cooking. But I also just like a really good steak. Or whatever Miss Aera shoves in my hands."

A: "Medium rare or well done?"

T: "Rare."

A: "What about drinks? I know you don't imbibe alcohol but do you have a preference in drinks?"

T: "I uh- I'm quite fond of coffee personally. But I also enjoy the occassional tea or uh.. chocolate milk."

A: "And as a busy man, you probably are often worn down dealing with all sorts of matters. Is there a particular routine you like to follow before sleeping?"

T: "Not really before sleeping no. But I do like to have a routine when I wake up. Which is coffee and news. I tend to make the rounds in the barracks and then the public board catching up on everything. If there are no emergencies I will go to other settlements and read the news there too. If however I had a choice? Before bed I'd love to simply unwind, read, have tea.."

A: "Should I start a petition for you to be let off work by nighttime?"

T: "Heh, I've long searched for a second Justiciar truth be told. But most of my people tend to become absent when they become Magistrates. I've never really found someone I trust enough to be Justiciar. Who is as hard working and diligent."

A: "What if you had a Wish? What would you wish for? A second Justiciar?"

T: "No. I'd wish for the end of slavery."

A: "As expected of Thomas Castemont. Well, I think I've got enough material to write more than a few pages. Is there anything you would like to say to the readers before we end the interview?"

T: "Hm. I suppose.. I'd mostly like to say that every Guard, every Justice employee and everyone else in the Government is doing their best to create a city that is safe and hopefully welcoming to most. Sometimes, Guards especially, have to be firm and decisive. Rather than judging them, support them. They have the hardest job of anyone in this city and are often under scrutiny. But they do the best they can with what tools they are given. I'd ask simply not to make their jobs harder and to show them some kindness and gratitude for the work they do."

A: "And for our closing question. If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

T: ".. Patient. Well uh- sometimes."

A: "Ha, well that's four words but I'll let that slide. Thank you for agreeing to the interview and I'm certain our readers are grateful as well."

T: "Thank you, it was fun."

Day 21, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 177 AR

Alter Feith
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177 Cordor Press Archives

2026-04-16T18:26:41Z

EdensFall: /* An Interview with Ginny Rivorndir */

=== The Press Gang 25/12/177 ===
Hello, hello! Chief Editor Alter here with another issue of the Press Gang! It seems like the final pieces are moving into play as the Amnian naval fleet has arrived in Cordor, led by Admiral Roman Tallyzar. But as tensions rise from overseas, it seems tensions are rising in the city as well, a bloody conflict taking the lives of three and injuring two.

A statement from King Edward Cordor has been released regarding the arrival of the Amnian naval fleet while Queen Jennifer Cordor met with the Republic of Guldorand for a diplomatic summit regarding recent incidents of tension concerning the city of Cordor and Guldorand. Staff Sergeant Lefric Ruston arrived to greet the Queen and the Republicans when a misunderstanding led to the prompt ban of armed Cordorian military personnel in Guldorand.

In Andunor, the election for the Devil's Table is still currently in place while Matron Luastra has announced the dissoulution of the Hel'vael House.

In other news, we have an interview with the very menacing guard, Arvalie, who is often seen patrolling the city. And for those interested in sailing, Captain Davis is looking to hire those interested in fighting pirates and slavers.

And last but not least, we have the continuation of "From Cordor with Love" from our very own Wildarse and an informational piece on how to find kelp for those aspiring chefs from Fee Sherman. And as always, thank you for reading the Press Gang and I'll see you all in the next issue!

ANNOUNCEMENT:
 Statement from the Palace (By King Edward Cordor)

INVESTIGATIVE:
 Bloody Conflict in Cordor (By Alter Kim)
 The Guldorand Summit with Queen Jennifer Cordor (By Alter Kim)

INFORMATIVE:
 The Monthly Catch (By Fee Sherman)

INTERVIEW:
 An Interview with Arvalie (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT:
 From Cordor with Love CHAPTER IV (By Wildarse)

ADVERTISEMENT:
 Captain Davis Seeks Sailors!

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== Statement From the Palace ===
As some citizenry will already be aware, due to some unforeseen skirmishes in Maztika between New-Amnian countrymen and a few New-Whaterdeep invaders, the Grand Nation of Amn is entering a unsteady period with the City State of Whaterdeep. In this time of political uncertainty, our good friends from Amn have kindly requested that we play host to a small portion of its Navy, to better secure these waters, both for our sake and for theirs.

Further more, as Arelith has always been a stopping point between the Mainland and Maztika, safe port for men and women of all stripes, so it shall be for these fine men and women of the fleet. In the coming days you may see a heightened presence of Amnian military. Do not be alarmed. They are here merely as visitors and, I have been assured, shall mind their manners as such.

I also wish to assure the citizenry that whilst we consider Amn a fine ally, their grand wars are not our wars, and we have no desire to be dragged into them. So long as the Lords Alliance and it's allies remain neutral to Cordor, so we shall to them.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Edward Cordor

=== Guldorand Summit with Queen Jennifer Cordor ===
On the 15th of the 12th month (Nightal) 177 AR, the Republic of Guldorand hosted Queen Jennifer Cordor for a diplomatic summit regarding recent incidents of unrest concerning the city of Cordor and Guldorand, and to seek amicable solutions to several standing problems.

As the summit was concluding, Staff Sergeant Lefric Ruston and Corporal Cain arrived, unwarded and unarmed, to greet the Queen (who had already left) and the Republicans present, with Staff Sergeant Ruston introducing himself as Secretary of Foreign Affairs. After introductions were concluded, Secretary Ruston made a request for the meeting minutes to ensure a balance of information.

At this time, Sergeant Rolf Marr and Ambassador Antionette Rivorndir arrived. Introductions were made again with one of the Republicans hesitant at the presence of Lady Rivorndir's magic staff at her shoulder. The Republican was assured that the staff posed no threat to him.

Afterwards, Guardsman Vesryn Idriel arrived at the scene, misinformed that the Queen was in danger. He arrived with a spell mantle and Formian summons but was immediately ordered by Staff Sergeant Ruston to stand down as, "This is entirely wrong, dismiss the Formians and dispel, you look like an Andunorian" to which Guardsman Idriel complied.

At this point, the conversation between those present halted as the Cultural Minister of Guldorand expressed discomfort in being present in the presence of so many guards. The Cordorians were asked to leave to which they promptly did so. Staff Sergeant Ruston and the guards left the city of Guldorand and returned to Cordor.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== A Bloody Conflict in Cordor Town Square ===
On the 21st of the 12th month (Nightal) 177 AR, a bloody brawl took place in the Cordor town square after a heated argument erupted. Witnesses state that Christian Kalloron, paladin of Jergal, had been arguing with the tiefling, Artemis Silver-Wind, for her bloodline and worship of the archdevil Bel. At this time, Evemere Dundragon entered the town square and began to admonish Kalloron for his words towards Silver-Wind, before soon being joined by Tatsufura Reiko. The argument became more heated and insults were exchanged before Kalloron began to leave. Dundragon then thanked him for his display of character, in which is believed to be an act of provocation, to which Kalloron took offense to. He turned around, ward upon his blade, and in retaliation of the perceived threat, Dundragon and Reiko began to ward as well.

It was at this time that the guard, Sion, revealed himself and shouted at Dundragon and Reiko to stop warding. Reiko complied while Dundragon continued, later claiming to have not heard the command. The guard began to fire arrows at Dundragon, Reiko moving in to defend her which Kalloron intercepted. Blows were exchanged and Kalloron was subdued by Reiko as Sion continued to fire from a distance, killing Reiko. Dundragon stepped forward to help Reiko, unarmed, but was also shot and killed by the guard. A civilian by the name of Ravn, who later claimed to have been hit by an arrow of Sion's, fired upon the guard as well before being killed by him as well.

It is important to note that the guard, Sion, shot to kill with no attempt to incapacitate instead. Sergeant Thekla was present at the scene and commanded Sion to stand down, which he ignored. After the conflict concluded, the Sergeant then ordered him into the barracks which he continued to ignore, threatening the crowd that had gathered to disperse. Eventually, the Sergeant had the guard follow her into the barracks and the slain were successfully raised and healed.

The Press Gang reached out to both General Flamma and the Ministry of Justice for their statement regarding the events. An investigation has begun to look into the situation and no official punishment will be given until the truth is found.

The Press Gang also reached out to Christian Kalloron who declined to comment.

Day 25, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Arvalie ===
Alter: "So, Arvalie. Thanks for having me here. Can you tell us a little bit about yourself for those of our readers who have yet to meet you?"

Arvalie: "Oh, yes. We are being the Arvalie, a gloaming. We are also one of the soldiers of the Cordor, too. "We are being born in the underdark, but we have come to live in the land of the sun."

Alter: "What made you want to leave the underdark and live on the surface?"

Arvalie: "The Underdark is having the drow, it is also being like living in the sewers of the world. All of the bad things go there, the worst of the monsters and the most evil of creatures. But the surface is not like this- it is having many pretty flowers and trees and the forests smell good and the world is being free. The sky reminds us of this."

Alter: "Was there any event in particular that made you want to leave the underdark or just a culmination of living down there?"

Arvalie: "... Yes, the human we are loving is betraying us in the worst of ways. She is falling to the evil and accepting that she is the monster, we will not let this one be a part of the life we will live."

Alter: "Are you comfortable with sharing who this person is or should we continue on?"

Arvalie: "She is dead to us now, her name will be forgotten like the pain she causes to the world."

Alter: "Of course. And when you left the underdark and came to the surface, what did you do first?"

Arvalie: "The first time we came to the surface we sat on the hill in the rain and the dark, we sat here beneath the tree and listened to all of the things. It was beautiful, we think."

Alter: "Was there any particular sensation you enjoyed the most? Maybe a sound, a scent, or a taste?"

Arvalie: "It was the smell, everything was smelling... Nice, it was not like the pits of slaves or the rotting mushrooms, it was like the flowers."

Alter: "And after all of that, where did you go from there?"

Arvalie: "We visited the Bendir but we were too scared to go inside, there were many of the soldiers when we walked to this place. We walked around until we found the Cordor, one of the humans helped us to do this."

Alter: "What was your first thought of the city and it's people?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We had many of the funny thoughts, we thought that the tallest humans would be the ones who are being in charge. They must be the strongest ones, yes? But the Cordor was being very kind to us, it did not care we were coming from the dark places of the world. It was treating us as the person, giving us the chances to live free in the land of the sun."

Alter: "Heh, it must have been surprising to find out that the city was led by the shortest human. I'm glad you enjoyed staying here, I know a lot of people have enjoyed your presence as well."

Arvalie: "Oho... This is being the kind thing to say, but yes- we still do not know why the humans are building so high when they cannot reach the tops of their buildings. We think the dwarves are getting this right."

Alter: "And what did you do while you settled into the city? If I remember correctly, you fought against the underdarkers many times, correct?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we have killed many of the drow and many of the pirates. We are doing this with many of the other ones, it is making these hunts into the easy thing. They are being too brave and for this, they die."

Alter: "And eventually, you became a guard. What made you want to do so?"

Arvalie: "We did this because we wanted to be protecting the place the Mala was living."

Alter: "You and Mala share a special bond, yes? Like family?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we are being told by the gnomed one we can be picking family. We picked her and she was picking us, she is being like the younger sister to us."

Alter: "How has your career been with the guards so far? Do you enjoy working as a guard?"

Arvalie: "We have been enjoying our time with the soldiers, yes. They are treating us well and we are being able to keep the Cordor safe from the bad ones, we are happy with this."

Alter: "Do you plan to stay with the guards for a while? Maybe one day become General Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We do not think we can be the general, this is not who we are being. But we will stay with the soldiers for the long time we think, we are not seeing any reasons why we would stop."

Alter: "Ah, a shame. I would love to see all the recruits and guards salute while calling you 'General Arvalie'. Do you have any plans or goals in the future outside of the guards?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We would like to have the salutes but this is not the path for us- We are being the house decorator and the artist, we like to do these things when we are having the spare time. Maybe one day we will become the famous artist."

Alter: "Oh, I'd love to see that as well. What kind of art do you create?"

Arvalie: "The paintings mostly, we are having some of these hanging in our homes and some of the others, too. We do the statues but less often."

Alter: "And what about when you're not on duty or working on your art. Is there any hobby or pastime you enjoy?"

Arvalie: "We like to do the sailing, sometimes we will go and explore the places but we are usually being the very busy one. It is only being when the sun is out that we are having time, which we spend in the bed or doing the art."

Alter: "Does your aversion of the sunlight make it difficult for you? Especially considering that most surfacers are out during the day and sleeping at night."

Arvalie: "Yes, the sun is giving us the challenges. When we first came to the land of the sun we were being burned by this often and would lay in the bed making the whining noises but we are getting better at avoiding this."

Alter: "Oh, yes. Please do avoid situations that would force you to lay in bed and make whining noises. Do you ever wish you could one day walk under the sun without any harm to you?"

Arvalie: "We would like to do this but we are glad for the time in the dark we are having, the day is being too bright even if it did not burn us... We do not understand why the people do not sleep during the day still, the night is being quiet and calm and nice, the day is not any of these."

Alter: "Mm, I think it's because most people can't see in the dark as well as you and I. They tend to bump around in the dark, like little kittens."

Arvalie: "Oho... The baby cats are being very cute, they are having our eyes too."

Alter: "Any plans for a pet one day? Maybe a cat or a dog. Or even a bird."

Arvalie: "We are having the pet already, it is being called the Beebles."

Alter: "Beebles? What kind of pet is Beebles?"

At this point, Arvalie reached into her dress and pulled out a rat, waving it towards me. The rat wobbled around, having accepted it's fate.

Arvalie: "The Beebles is the rat, he is stupid but this is being okay. We care for him anyway."

Alter: "Nice to meet you, Mister Beebles."

Arvalie: "We have had the Beebles for the many years now, he is being the good one."

Alter: "... How long does a rat live for?"

Arvalie: "We do not know, he is being maybe twelve of the years old now? So at least twelve of the years."

Alter: "Hm. Well, I think we should start wrapping up this interview soon. Do you have anything else you would like to talk about yourself or say to our reader?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we want to tell the people that sometimes bad things are happening. Sometimes they are walking the wrong path and things are not feeling good- It is not being too late for them to ask for the help, they can always ask this of us."

Alter: "Well said. And before we end it here, I would like to ask you one last question I always ask in my interviews."

Arvalie: "He can ask this of us."

Alter: "If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

Arvalie: "The one word? This is being hard, the people are being many things. But we will pick... We will say that we are being fair, this is us. The fair one."

Alter: "In both personality and appearance."

Arvalie: "Oho..."

Alter: "Well, thank you for having me, Arvalie."

Arvalie: "We thank him for the questions, we are sorry if we are not giving the strongest of the answers. The common is not being our first tongue."

Alter: "I think the way you answer is unique to you. It is what makes you, you."

Arvalie: "It is being hard to do the poetic things in the common, but we are trying."

Alter: "Well, it's a good thing I'm not much one for poetry."

Arvalie: "We like this, sometimes we are being jealous of the ones who can speak the common well. It is helping them to be winning the hearts of the people, we think."

Alter: "Hm, maybe. To be honest, I think the way you speak is endearing."

Arvalie: "Oho... He is thinking so? We are glad for this, maybe this is why the people are laughing when we are saying we are the menacing one."

Alter: "Maybe. How did you learn common? Did someone teach you or did you study with books?"

Arvalie: "We were being taught most of this by the parents, we practiced some of this with the humans who were living below, too."

Alter: "What are your parents like, Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Oh, they were being good at many of the things. They taught us how to be surviving on our own before we were the adult, they even picked our first name before we were old enough to decide we were the Arvalie."

Alter: "Can I ask what your first name was? And why you chose the name Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Our first name was being the Trixis'narr, we chose the Arvalie because we liked the way it was sounding. It is being the pleasant word in our mouth, we think."

Alter: "Arvalie does sound nice. But it was a pleasure being able to speak with you and I think a lot of people will enjoy reading about you!"

Day 25, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter IV ===
City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club, The Secret Underground Meeting Room
 Eleasis 15th, 183 AR
 09:30 PM

"Well then," the Doctor leisurely looked away from the doors, savoring the moment. "Enough talk. Here and now we will bring the entire archipelago to its knees!"
 The Dr. Coincidence's pointing finger darted towards the wearers of the magical robes sitting nearby: "You there, establish a communication channel with the secret Axehold Accords meeting room! Immediately!" she demanded.
 "Perhaps..." the Treasurer tried to intervene, but a quick glance from the Doctor was enough to tell him that it would be easier to get a badger to give way in a tight hole than to argue with her now.
 The magicians began to cast a spell, and soon vague images began to appear in the center of the hall, which began to take on the outlines of furniture and people. Soon, those present began to distinguish fragments of individual phrases, and at the other end, still vague figures, began to turn towards the table at which the conspirators had gathered.
 "The spell has stabilized, mistress," reported the senior sorceress as the vision took the form of a well-lit, luxurious hall with an expensive oak table in the foreground. The representatives of the Kingdoms of the Arelith archipelago were sitting at the table, surrounded by an army of guards. All the attention of the rulers was riveted to the figure of the Doctor.
 "Charming," the Doctor replied to the wizards with satisfaction. Then deliberately slowly she turned towards the Axehold Accords. All the supreme rulers of civil governments were there: the Chancellor of Cordor dressed in gold and black, the High Sheriff of Guldorand in battle uniform, the Coronal of Myon in the traditional white and blue robes of the followers of Corellon. Looking closely at the picture, she also made out the Thane of the dwarves, clad in heavy armor studded with large rubies, and the Mayor of the Bendir Dale in an elegant emerald dress. She gave them a haughty look before she spoke.
 "Gentlemen, my name is Doctor Coincidence," she said, baring her teeth at her involuntary listeners. "Soon, you may find that your Kings, High Councils, and even your precious Dragon," she glanced at the overly defiantly grinning dwarf in the crown, "might begin to implement policies similar to those currently pursued by the King of Cordor."
 Before she could finish, the echo of a heart-rending scream caught her attention. "Oh no! Anyway," Dr. Coincidence thought smugly to herself as she turned back to the Accords.
 Those sitting at the Doctor's table kept looking at her in anticipation, mentally patting her on the shoulder. Soon, much to the delight of the villains, the Doctor spoke again, riveting their attention to the truly priceless reactions of the members of the Accords.
 The previously skeptical-looking representatives of the nations exchanged thoughtful glances. An alarmed whisper swept through the hall. Everyone has already heard about what happened in Cordor. Many expected that the hero of the occasion would soon appear.
 "If this woman is telling the truth, we will be facing the threat of an archipelago-sized civil war," the mayor of the Bendir Dale mused.
 Thane Greenfield of Brogendenstein couldn't help but notice the worry on her face. He leaned towards the hin as far as his armor would allow: "I can say three things with certainty, Nia. First, whoever this witch is, something drives her crazy. Secondly, she is not bluffing. And thirdly, we defeated more serious enemies in the past, - we will beat this one too!" he whispered smirking and gently pushing her with his gauntlet. Nia squinted her eyes to the side in embarrassment.
 "Look, it looks like the witch wants to say something else, huh" he pointed to the illusion in front of them, which was an enlarged version of a statuesque woman with glowing eyes. She was holding some kind of animal, at the sight of which Nia nodded approvingly and even cheered up a little.
 Indeed, Dr. Coincidence briefly enjoyed the effect of the opening speech and briskly continued the onslaught: "If you want to avoid such an unenviable fate, you will pay me one hundred million gold!" The little finger of Doctor's left hand had already begun to spontaneously wind the curls of her luxurious red hair.
 In response, from different parts of the table came low whispers, languid mutterings and other sounds of gears unhurriedly spinning in people's heads. However, at that moment, a vague shadow wedged itself into the picture. The Doctor leaned slightly to the side, causing representatives of the Accords to see a gigantic apparition of a badger. Through thunderous snores of the beast they managed to hear spell-twisted snippets of "House...only for the last quarter...from the budget of Cordor...". Then the shadow disappeared as quickly as it had appeared before. The image of a woman once again turned her shining gaze to them. This time there was a hint of annoyance on her face.
 "You will pay one BILLION gold," she snarled.
 The hall instantly exploded with noise. There were accusations that the amount of the ransom was unjustified. Someone has already tried to bargain. Nia noticed how, taking advantage of everyone's confusion, the Sheriff of Guldorand barely turned his head, whispering to the dark green cloaked elven figure behind him. Nia blinked; the figure disappeared; the sheriff looked straight ahead again as if nothing had happened.
 Greenfield sighed, stood up, took out a gun from under his desk and shot at the ceiling. A ringing silence filled the room. A small chunk of lime landed measuredly on the heads of the Accords to the accompaniment of crumbling bricks.
 The Dwarf noted how the Doctor clung to her title. "The girl must have spent years at the Zhenta-folk Medical Academy, eh? She would not have allowed herself to be called simply MISS," he thought to himself, not bothering to pay attention to the people trying to take his weapon from him.
 "Listen, DOCTOR Coincidence," he began soothingly. "It's not that we turned down your very sensible offer, but why do you need such a sum at all? There must be things much more interesting to you than gold" the dwarf was clearly cunning. "Tell us, what do you really want, lass"
 A faint shudder ran across the Doctor's face. "What I desire, you and your kind cannot give," she replied dryly. The Doctor closed her shining eyes for a moment, visibly lowering the level of light in the hall. When the lighting again began to exceed the normal, steel notes were heard in the Doctor's voice: "You have. One. Week," she pinned the leaders of the settlements. "In seven days either I get the gold, or I'll take your whole world from you!"
 "Moradin is my witness and my judge, - I wanted to settle things in a good way," the thane slowly straightened up and akimbo. "We have a local joke here," he began calmly. "Can a ram eat ten haystacks at a time?" he looked around the room rhetorically for an answer. "Of course he can, but who will give them to him?" he laughed shortly and loudly, looking directly into the eyes of the Doctor, who, judging by the changed color of her face, was about to burst into flames. "You won't get a coin, not a sin'le gem from us! How do you like that, MISSY?!" he roared and repeatedly fired at the illusion.
 When the ripples on the surface of the Doctor's phantom ceased, her face had already returned to its usual pale hue. "So you have chosen death," came the Doctor's measured words. The beast in her arms snorted arrogantly. Then the mirage faded.
 Dr. Coincidence exhaled loudly. Enthusiastic applause came from all sides. Many got up from their seats and already began to gather around their savior.
 The Doctor raised her hand asking for silence. "Friends, comrades, remember this day, for it marks our victory!" she said solemnly, but nevertheless coldly. "And now," she pointed to the platform with the portal behind them, "I ask you all to be my guests. This ley will take you to my Laboratory. There we will begin the practical part of OUR plan," she summed up a little more enthusiastically.
 Convinced that the cheering crowd was following its intended course, the Doctor turned to face the Treasurer, who appeared to be about to rush out of the room.
 "I'll ask you to stay, my slippery friend," she growled low, forcibly turning him around with a single hand. "Who do you think you are? Greedy, puny, how did you even become the leader of your House? We still wouldn't stop what we started, but we could at the same time rob those dupes!" At these words, the Doctor's pet, nestled comfortably on her chest, squinted accusingly at the Treasurer.
 She spat on the floor in annoyance, then pulled him close to her face. "Decide already - you are either with us or against us!" The badger hissed sharply, echoing the tone of his mistress. The Treasurer lowered his eyes, staring in horror at the wild animal.
 "My eyes. Are. Up. Here," she strictly roused him.
 "Make sure there's no trace," Doctor then nodded towards the room with the predatory fish, finally releasing the camisole of the purple-faced Treasurer. "And then go back to the lab, we have a lot of work to do," Dr. Coincidence said a little more calmly.
 The half-orc swallowed nervously.
 "Yes, Doctor," was all the Treasurer could manage.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 "Wait, is that all? But what happened to Kitara and Hald? Were they eaten or not? You promised what you would say in the next chapter!"
 Well, I didn't mention exactly the NEXT chapter, and yet if you really want to see Kitara and Hald again, you'll have to pay me... with your attention to Chapter V of the story!

Day 14, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 "Wildarse"

=== The Monthly Catch - Tropical Mossfin, Kelpy Quandry ===
I hear a lot of people wondering where the best places to come across kelp are, as it has some value in cooking various tasty things. As most know, kelp grows in water, often in the ocean and sometimes in fresh water as well. And sometimes it gets snagged on your hook.

There is also a little known fish called the Tropical Mossfin which has green and kelp like fins. These fins can be harvested, if one is deft with a knife, and then can be used just like regular kelp. Neat!

By the name, it's clear that these watery creatures live in warmer areas. In fact, I myself have caught some of these on the jungle coasts around the Crows Nest.

Once again, I asked our local fishing expert, Haster the Fishmonger, for some insight into these peculiar pisceans.

He had this to say;
 "Oy nah, yeah. Them be a right trek to catch, from 'ere anyway. Sure ya can catch 'em in the warm coastal waters. But jus' inland there's a nice swampy pool. Locals call it the Gulch. Loads o' the Mossfins in there. Jus' watch out fer lizard folk."

So there you have it, dear readers, the best place to catch some kelpy fish. Thankfully there are no kelpies on Arelith.

Day 23, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 "Fee Sherman"

=== BREAKING NEWS: AMN RESPONDS TO WATERDHAVIAN NAVY ===
As many of you may have already seen, the Waterdhavian Navy has arrived in the fortress city of Guldorand. A fleet of twenty-five ships, five or six ship-of-the-lines, and two thousand soldiers are currently stationed in the city. Admiral Hornwynd of the Lords' Alliance claims that the force is only present to protect Waterdhavian interests along the trade routes to Maztica and to protect the citizens of Guldorand from Amnian aggression.

Our inside source confirms that the Amnian Navy is sending Admiral Roman Talazar with a fleet to size in response to the perceived aggression of the Lords' Alliance. Admiral Talazar is the prot g of Admiral Hern n, who sailed the Grand Ballena in the attack against Wharftown. The Amnian Council is also in direct contact with General Cordell of Maztica in hopes of bringing the Golden Legion, numbering at over six hundred legionnaires, to the Arelith isles as reinforcements.

Attempts at diplomacy have come to a standstill as the Lords' Alliance continues to ignore the diplomatic envoy sent from Amn. Additionally, an attempted breaking and entering of the Ambassador's quarters in the Amnian Embassy has taken place only a few nights prior. While the perpetrator is unknown and still at large, our inside source states that Admiral Hornwynd's reputation precedes him as a man who "gets the job done, come what way".

The arrival of the Lords' Alliance fleet is seen as an implicit threat to Amnian trade routes and an attempt to make a statement of force -- or war. The Arelith isles are seen as an important trade route as without the isles, any voyage from the Sword Coast to Maztica would be tenfold more dangerous and costly. As the Lords' Alliance had almost single-handedly funded the entirety of Guldorand during it's settlement, this is believed to be an agenda that has long been in the works, with the recent conflict in Maztica only serving as a farce to hide hostile intentions.

It is also believed that the Iron Throne will likely ally with the Waterdhavian Navy to protect interests in the city while the current stance of the Merchant Navy, who captains the flagship of Guldorand, is currently unknown. Finally, to end this report, the Press Gang leaves an excerpt from the interview with our inside source.

A: "... Do you think something like Wharftown will happen again?"

I: "... If you'd ask me that question last time we spoke I'd laugh it off as fear-mongerin'. Now? ...I ain't laughin'."

Day 13, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== The Press Gang 1/12/177 ===
Hello, everyone! It's Chief Editor Alter Kim here with the latest issue of the Press Gang! Now, this issue may have been published a bit early but that's because the news we have for you today is that much more important. As some of you may have heard, there has been a massacre of New-Waterhavian settlers in Maztica, with over two hundred dead. You might be wondering what that has to do with the people of Arelith, but the reprecussions of this is something the entirety of the isles will soon feel. Read more about it in "Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith"!

Additionally, we have a submission by a concerned individual regarding the recent changes to the public space of the Cordor town square that many of the public seems to agree with. We also have an interview with our very own Gwendolyn Gallowmere, the magistrate of Cordor, and "Lady Silverhair" a drowess and follower of Eilistraee. Last but not least, we have the third chapter of "From Cordor with Love" by our lovely "Wildarse" and a new article on the rare Blink Carp!

INVESTIGATIVE:
 Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith (By Alter Kim)

INFORMATIVE:
 The Monthly Catch (By Fee Sherman)

LETTER TO THE EDITOR:
 The Loss of Public Space (By Concerned)

INTERVIEWS:
 An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere (By Alter Kim)
 An Interview with Lady Silverhair (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT:
 From Cordor With Love CHAPTER III (By Wildarse)

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith ===
Recently, there have been news that a community of New-Waterdavian settlers in Maztica were found dead with over two hundred Waterdavians killed in the bloody massacre. Open Lord Piergerion of the Lord's Alliance of Waterdeep has vowed that justice will be done upon the responsible once found. But the truth of the matter is that the city of Waterdeep is already fully aware of who is responsible for the attack. According to an inside source, this conflict is the latest in the territorial dispute of Waterdeep attempting to force their way into Amnian-held colonies. The Waterdavian people have been rallying up the Lord's Alliance for retaliation and the inside source confirms that the city is sending a huge part of their navy to the Arelith isles.

While this may seem inconsequential, the act has many ramifications throughout the isles. Half of the Founder's Council of Guldorand are representatives from the Lord's Alliance of Waterdeep and home to the Iron Throne, who owns the largest naval fleet around the Arelith isles at over twenty ships. On the other hand, the city of Cordor is allied with the nation of Amn and lacks any official naval force with the Leviathan rarely leaving the docks. Additionally, our inside source confirms that the Amnian naval forces' presence is nowhere as prominent as it had been in the past. Tensions have been high between the city of Waterdeep and the nation of Amn, and there are even whispers that war may break out with the isles of Arelith as the battlefield.

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== The Loss of Public Space ===
As many of the people of Cordor may have noticed already, on the tenth day of Uktar the furnishings of Cordor square had all been taken away. The only thing left behind was a sign promoting the Rivorndir mystery ball and a sign by Lady Hannah Stormwind. Lady Stormwind stated that she had been tasked with the reorganization of the public space and had removed all of the furnishings to the corner of the barracks. She plans to have eight statues built to decorate the public square instead, one of the king, one of Cordoria, and six of "emotions or virtues".

Now, I am all for the occasional re-organization of the square. No one wants the public space to be cluttered with outdated signs and whatnot. But to take every furnishing, some that have been donated to help the people of Cordor and newcomer adventurers alike, to make room for eight statues seems a bit too much. And if reorganizing the public space is the goal, shouldn't public opinion be an important factor of the project as well?

Already, I've seen many people complain about the removal of the tent stall that acted as the only protection against the rain in the square. The chair and desk that has been the site of many business deals and guard recruitment has gone missing as well. Not only that, signs and boards belonging to the Trade Ministry have been taken by Lady Stormwind as well. While the idea behind the renovation is respectable, the execution is a bit... sloppy.

Also, Lady Stormwind is a new recruit to the guards and a newcomer to the city. While I applaud her desire to better the city and her initiative in proposing the changes, I wonder if she alone is the best fit for this task. Many of the furnishings that were taken have quite the history and attachment to many people that someone new to the city would not understand. The aforementioned chair and desk was placed by one of the previous chancellors and have remained in place for over a year. The stall was the site of the Goldenhorn business, one of the most prominent businesses in aiding newcomers and veterans alike.

Instead, the space is to be taken by statues. I do have to wonder, is that really the best use of the public space? Statues are nice and all but lack a functional purpose to aid the public. Wouldn't the city hall or the museum be a better spot for these statues? Instead of barrels offering supplies to adventurers, locations for businesses, and shelter from the rain, are we to stand about in the square looking at statues?

But I've written enough. I think many people share my sentiment. Ask around and you'll hear the same from many. I hope the government takes this chance to try and ascertain what the public wants before attempting to implement any drastic changes. If any of you agree or disagree and wish to share your sentiments, please contact the Chief Editor, Alter Kim, and he will let me know!

Day 26, Month 11 (Uktar), 177 AR
 Concerned

=== An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere ===
Month 5, Day 2, 177 AR

A: "So Miss Gwen, thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today! Is there any particular reason you accepted?"

G: "Oh-Uh. Nope."

A: "Heh, well thank you anyways. So, you act as the legal aide to the Justiciar. Is there any particular reason you wanted the job?"

G: "When I first got here, there was a guy murdering people, right? That OV guy. Well, he dropped two bodies on me while I was returning from writ-work, and the guard thought I was involved and they got real mad and angry at me. Suppose when I heard there was a job open, I wanted to make sure innocent people weren't getting blamed for things like that."

A: "So you're looking out for the little guy... figuratively speaking."

G: "Sorta. Kinda. I also firmly believe that people who do commit wrong-doings should be punished properly. And I get to learn and see all sorts about the history of the city, that's a bonus."

A: "I was there when you recited the legal codes to Thomas to prove your worth. I have to say it was quite impressive. Did you spend a lot of time reading legal codes even before becoming an aide?"

G: "Yep! I remember everything as it happened, Nana said it was a gift. So learning the written word is really easy when there's a bookshelf full of laws. And, y'know. Ignorance of the law isn't an excuse to break it, which happens often.."

A: "That must be a very useful gift in your current occupation. What about your previous occupation? What did you do before becoming a legal aide?"

G: "Freelance Clown, duh- Traveled with my family performing, came here alone because Nana said it was a good place to learn more."

A: "Do you ever miss your old job?"

G: "Still do it, just don't do it with my pin on."

A: "Ah, really? You must be busy with two different occupations."

G: "Mhm, took a job with the Clover. Gonna perform there sometimes. I miss doing it constantly, but it really takes a considerable amount of effort to appear unphased and optimistic constantly."

A: ?What about when you're not working as a legal aide or elsewhere? Is there anything you like to do in your free time?"

G: "Hm, no, don't think so. Most of my free time is spent reading the history of the isles. Sometimes I walk in nature, but that's about it."

A: "What about food and drink? Is there any particular food or drink you like to enjoy when things get tiring for you?"

G: "Oh, I'm super boring. There's nothing better than simple spring water. But food, I don't know about that one."

A: "You don't have a type of food you like? Maybe a childhood dish or something new you tried?"

G: "I'll eat anything, couldn't be fussy in Chondalwood. If we were eating grubs and worms for dinner, that's what we got."

A: "Can you tell me a bit about Chondalwood? I'm somewhat of a newcomer from the far east so I'm not too familiar with the place."

G: "Oh, it's a real big forest in the interior of Faerun. Full of satyrs and treants and wild elves. See, my Nana is a Ghostwise, so she was born there proper. I don't really know what a Ghostwise is, but I know I'm not one."

A: "You mentioned your Nana quite a few times. She must be someone important to you. Can you tell us a bit about her?"

G: "Mhm, she's super important! She was a councilor, and she was the best shadow dancer I've ever seen!"

A: "And what about friends? Do you have someone you consider as your closest friend? Someone who has always been by your side?"

G: "Oh, no. Not really. I guess, people here are friendly.. I guess Flamma is a friend, he's real nice to me always for no reason. Think I put some people off, they take everything I say too seriously."

A: "Hmm, really? Maybe the reputation of being a legal aide can be intimidating for some. Do you feel people treat you differently since you joined?"

G: "No, don't think so. Maybe that's half the problem, they don't get that Mischief is just an act. It's all just jokes, right? I don't actually think hins are all shoeless weirdos, but it's funny to say it. And when that kinda joke comes directly from a hin? That's like, a double punchline."

A: "I get what you mean. Tell us about Gwen then. If you had to describe Gwen in three words, what would it be?"

G: "Three words? Uh- Sarcastic. Diligent? Aaand.. Studious."

A: "Now let me ask you a hypothetical question. If you had to describe an ideal day, what would the day be like for you?"

G: "Oh, any day that a carnival is going is the ideal day. The music and the fun and the laughter, nothing beats that."

A: "Is there any particular attraction you like most?

G: "I'm usually performing at those, so I'm biased to say the stage."

A: "Let's talk about the future now. So currently you work as a legal aide and performer. Are you content with where you are right now or is there a bigger position that you are aiming for?"

G: "It'd be nice to keep working and become a full fledged Magistrate. But I'm pretty content with my station."

A: "What about your legacy? In times to come, what would you like to be remembered for most?"

G: "Ooh, a legacy? No, don't really think about that. I've no illusions about myself, I'm more than likely going to be forgotten by time, that's fine with me. Oh, I'd also like to work with the King directly, to get that kinda station would be both memorable AND exciting."

A: "Ha, I don't think that's something that could be forgotten. But every big thing starts small! Let's take a peek into the daily routine of Gwen-"

A: "When you wake up, do you have a morning routine you like to follow?"

G: "Well, skipping over boring things like washing and eating, I usually head straight to the library first thing. I can normally find a book for studying, then I see if Thomas or the Guards need anything."

A: "Do you study a book a day?"

G: "Usually, yeah."

A: "What's today's book of study then?"

G: "An Elven Phrasebook. Likely to be my book for a while, at least until I learn the language."

A: "Any particular reason you chose to learn Elven?"

G: "Seems to be one of the most spoken languages here, and considering how many wild elves I know back home, it makes sense to learn it properly."

A: "And what about a bedtime routine? Anything you like to do to wind down for the day?"

G: "Usually offer a prayer to Brandobaris, and thank Tymora for another fortunate day."

A: "Well, that's pretty much all the questions I have for you today. Before we end though, is there anything you would like to say to the readers?"

G: "Hm. I don't think so. I haven't got much in the way of grand statements, maybe just, there's nothing wrong with not being good at everything. Sometimes it's best to just be comfortable with yourself, most things kinda fall into place when you think like that."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to be interviewed today. I think a lot of people would be interested in reading about you!"

Day 11, Month 5 (Mirtul), 177 AR
 Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere ===
Month 5, Day 2, 177 AR

A: "So Miss Gwen, thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today! Is there any particular reason you accepted?"

G: "Oh-Uh. Nope."

A: "Heh, well thank you anyways. So, you act as the legal aide to the Justiciar. Is there any particular reason you wanted the job?"

G: "When I first got here, there was a guy murdering people, right? That OV guy. Well, he dropped two bodies on me while I was returning from writ-work, and the guard thought I was involved and they got real mad and angry at me. Suppose when I heard there was a job open, I wanted to make sure innocent people weren't getting blamed for things like that."

A: "So you're looking out for the little guy... figuratively speaking."

G: "Sorta. Kinda. I also firmly believe that people who do commit wrong-doings should be punished properly. And I get to learn and see all sorts about the history of the city, that's a bonus."

A: "I was there when you recited the legal codes to Thomas to prove your worth. I have to say it was quite impressive. Did you spend a lot of time reading legal codes even before becoming an aide?"

G: "Yep! I remember everything as it happened, Nana said it was a gift. So learning the written word is really easy when there's a bookshelf full of laws. And, y'know. Ignorance of the law isn't an excuse to break it, which happens often.."

A: "That must be a very useful gift in your current occupation. What about your previous occupation? What did you do before becoming a legal aide?"

G: "Freelance Clown, duh- Traveled with my family performing, came here alone because Nana said it was a good place to learn more."

A: "Do you ever miss your old job?"

G: "Still do it, just don't do it with my pin on."

A: "Ah, really? You must be busy with two different occupations."

G: "Mhm, took a job with the Clover. Gonna perform there sometimes. I miss doing it constantly, but it really takes a considerable amount of effort to appear unphased and optimistic constantly."

A: ?What about when you're not working as a legal aide or elsewhere? Is there anything you like to do in your free time?"

G: "Hm, no, don't think so. Most of my free time is spent reading the history of the isles. Sometimes I walk in nature, but that's about it."

A: "What about food and drink? Is there any particular food or drink you like to enjoy when things get tiring for you?"

G: "Oh, I'm super boring. There's nothing better than simple spring water. But food, I don't know about that one."

A: "You don't have a type of food you like? Maybe a childhood dish or something new you tried?"

G: "I'll eat anything, couldn't be fussy in Chondalwood. If we were eating grubs and worms for dinner, that's what we got."

A: "Can you tell me a bit about Chondalwood? I'm somewhat of a newcomer from the far east so I'm not too familiar with the place."

G: "Oh, it's a real big forest in the interior of Faerun. Full of satyrs and treants and wild elves. See, my Nana is a Ghostwise, so she was born there proper. I don't really know what a Ghostwise is, but I know I'm not one."

A: "You mentioned your Nana quite a few times. She must be someone important to you. Can you tell us a bit about her?"

G: "Mhm, she's super important! She was a councilor, and she was the best shadow dancer I've ever seen!"

A: "And what about friends? Do you have someone you consider as your closest friend? Someone who has always been by your side?"

G: "Oh, no. Not really. I guess, people here are friendly.. I guess Flamma is a friend, he's real nice to me always for no reason. Think I put some people off, they take everything I say too seriously."

A: "Hmm, really? Maybe the reputation of being a legal aide can be intimidating for some. Do you feel people treat you differently since you joined?"

G: "No, don't think so. Maybe that's half the problem, they don't get that Mischief is just an act. It's all just jokes, right? I don't actually think hins are all shoeless weirdos, but it's funny to say it. And when that kinda joke comes directly from a hin? That's like, a double punchline."

A: "I get what you mean. Tell us about Gwen then. If you had to describe Gwen in three words, what would it be?"

G: "Three words? Uh- Sarcastic. Diligent? Aaand.. Studious."

A: "Now let me ask you a hypothetical question. If you had to describe an ideal day, what would the day be like for you?"

G: "Oh, any day that a carnival is going is the ideal day. The music and the fun and the laughter, nothing beats that."

A: "Is there any particular attraction you like most?

G: "I'm usually performing at those, so I'm biased to say the stage."

A: "Let's talk about the future now. So currently you work as a legal aide and performer. Are you content with where you are right now or is there a bigger position that you are aiming for?"

G: "It'd be nice to keep working and become a full fledged Magistrate. But I'm pretty content with my station."

A: "What about your legacy? In times to come, what would you like to be remembered for most?"

G: "Ooh, a legacy? No, don't really think about that. I've no illusions about myself, I'm more than likely going to be forgotten by time, that's fine with me. Oh, I'd also like to work with the King directly, to get that kinda station would be both memorable AND exciting."

A: "Ha, I don't think that's something that could be forgotten. But every big thing starts small! Let's take a peek into the daily routine of Gwen-"

A: "When you wake up, do you have a morning routine you like to follow?"

G: "Well, skipping over boring things like washing and eating, I usually head straight to the library first thing. I can normally find a book for studying, then I see if Thomas or the Guards need anything."

A: "Do you study a book a day?"

G: "Usually, yeah."

A: "What's today's book of study then?"

G: "An Elven Phrasebook. Likely to be my book for a while, at least until I learn the language."

A: "Any particular reason you chose to learn Elven?"

G: "Seems to be one of the most spoken languages here, and considering how many wild elves I know back home, it makes sense to learn it properly."

A: "And what about a bedtime routine? Anything you like to do to wind down for the day?"

G: "Usually offer a prayer to Brandobaris, and thank Tymora for another fortunate day."

A: "Well, that's pretty much all the questions I have for you today. Before we end though, is there anything you would like to say to the readers?"

G: "Hm. I don't think so. I haven't got much in the way of grand statements, maybe just, there's nothing wrong with not being good at everything. Sometimes it's best to just be comfortable with yourself, most things kinda fall into place when you think like that."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to be interviewed today. I think a lot of people would be interested in reading about you!"

Day 11, Month 5 (Mirtul), 177 AR
 Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Lady Silverhair ===
A: "Tell me about yourself Lady Silverhair. Or whatever parts you are comfortable sharing with our readers."

S: "Please understand this is difficult to talk about."

A: "Of course. Whatever you feel safe talking about."

S: "I grew up in a small village. I won't say where exactly, but life was cruel. If you were not a priestess, you were nearly just a slave. I helped my mother clean the kitchens, and halls of one of the Higher Houses in the town. It was a simple life though I loved my family and working. However when my Mother accidently misspoke to one of the priestesses, they killed her. On the spot. No, warning, no emotion. I was left there, standing in shock. The priestess then knelt beside me and told me: 'Lolth be praised.' Lolth be praised? As if she was doing me a service.."

A: "Is this a common occurrence in the Underdark?"

S: "Yes. If you're not a priestess of at least equal standing, your life is forfeit as seen fit. I was made to clean up the mess that was left.. 'It makes you stronger, hardens your heart,' they told me... But I will never be like them. I collected what few belongings I had left, then ran away. I remember wandering the Underdark for what felt like cycles... almost getting eaten a few times because of my curious nature. Eventually I would be saved by a drow, his name was Haddal. He asked what I was doing all by myself, wandering aimlessly. I had told him what happened, and that I would never be like them. And instead of slaying me, he offered me a hand and asked if I had heard of the Dark Maiden."

S: "He would train me. Taught me how to fight. How to survive on my own. The teachings of the dancing lady. And when I was old enough, he brought me to the surface. It was a day I will never forget. Looking up and seeing the night sky. How green the leaves were. The singing of the birds... it felt almost nonexistent. He told me not to wander too far, but I did not listen. I was enthralled. A place not touched by the spider queen. A place of peace, of love. I wandered too far from Haddal and accidentally stumbled onto the open road. A caravan stopped, seeing me. Throwing things and brandishing a blade calling me drow-filth."

S: "I tried to state my intentions however no one can trust the word of a drow. They attacked me... and I had to wound two of them before I fled. I found Haddal and cried. He lectured me on straying too far. But he told me one day we will be welcomed on the surface. Free as every other race. Human, elf, halfling. We just have to wait, and let them know we are out there."

A: "And that's why you sought me?"

S: "Yes, we have to let them know that not each of us are monsters. That we can be redeemed. I'm not sure how many will believe you, or me. They might even call you a sympathizer or a fool and that I am trying to trick you. But as long as one person is given hope, we have done something today."

A: "And what became of Haddal?"

S: "Years later, Haddal would be killed trying to free more people like me. I promised I would carry on his work."

A: "I see. I'm sorry. Do you carry on his work alone or are there others like you?"

S: "For now... it's just me. My position is dangerous, but I feel maybe someday I can turn some of the people close to me to Eilistraee."

A: "I hope this can help you in your goals. It is a noble goal."

S: "Thank you. I wish more people were as open minded as you. But I feel it will be many cycles before anything might ever be hoped to change."

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter III ===
Publisher's note:
 No animal, be it a badger, a crocodile or a shark, was harmed in the process of writing this chapter of the story.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club, The Secret Underground Meeting Room
 Eleasis 15th, 183 AR
 09:00 PM

"Why did you bring them here!?" the Treasurer immediately jumped up from his seat. In response, fragments of unintelligible explanations came from the orcs. No one seemed to be listening to them though. The Treasurer immediately caught himself and mumbled: "I beg your pardon, Doctor." He gestured with his hand, suggesting she take matters into her own hands. However, he was clearly in no hurry to get back down.
 Dr. Coincidence looked sternly at the Treasurer. She noted to herself that he was expecting intruders, but didn't bother to warn her. "Treasurer, where are your manners?" she reproached him with mock politeness. Then turned her attention to the uninvited guests.
 "Well, well, well. Just look at who decided to personally congratulate me on my birthday!" quipped the Doctor when, at her gesture, the captives were brought closer to the table. "Mister Chadley!" she answered her own question, faking a smile. "And...?" She looked pointedly at Kitara.
 "I am Kitara Twinetall," the firbolg replied. She made a restrained curtsy, to which Hald snorted approvingly.
 "Of course, Kitara, yes," she nodded. "It's nice to see a new face in our... environment," the Doctor picked the right word to which Hald threw a meaningful look at Kitara. Kitara began to feel like she was being played hard.
 Awkward thoughts began to spin in the Doctor's head: "How long did it take to plan this daring invasion? They must have come a long way and taken incredible risks to get here! It must be a shame to fall into a trap after so much effort. It would be simply unfair to just shoot them, right? RIGHT?"
 "I see something didn't go according to the plan?" she asked with the casual intonation of a badger crouching in the tall grass, preparing to jump.
 "Actually, everything is going as planned," Hald answered confidently. "In a moment we will get free from these chains and deal with all of you at once." At those words some of the outer chairs tried to look behind him to make sure the bindings were secure.
 The Doctor peered into the imperturbable faces of her captives. The moral dilemma tormented her mind mercilessly: "They are so good! They deserve much MORE..." Looking for a confirmation, she glanced at the Treasurer. The Treasurer bored her with his piggy eyes in response, and seemed to clearly understand what she was thinking. The slight shaking of his head was meant to convey a simple message to her: "Doctor, please no! No! NOOOO!"
 She shook her head. "Ha! Anyway, what does this orc understand about serious business?" she thought and then asked rhetorically: "Oh, I see you like humor, Mister Chadley?". "I also have a few tricks in store," she announced excitedly. "Get them to the water!" she called to the half-orcs, pointing in the direction of a nearby hall with a large water tank in the center. A suspended platform was located directly above the water.
 "Release the banite monk sharks!" shouted Dr. Coincidence and added leisurely, breaking into a smile and twisting a lock of her red hair on the pinky of her right hand as the prisoners were brought closer to the water: "Mister Chadley, you will notice that all the sharks have rays of light coming from their eyes. I figure every creature deserves a well lit meal!"
 "Ahem-ahem-ahem," immediately came the sound from the Treasurer, who a moment later had already pulled his chair up to the Doctor's throne, "Doctor Coincidence, it is about the sharks ..."
 Moving even closer, he began to whisper: "While you were busy at the clinic, the Soulhaven included monk sharks in the list of sacred animals. We tried to get some, but it would have taken months to clear up the red tape," he said with an expression of painful annoyance on his face, after which he hurried to take his place.
 Those sitting at the tables watched as the Doctor listened attentively to the Treasurer, nodded understandingly, and then burst out:
 "You know, I have one simple request," she addressed the assembly with deliberate patience, "and that is to have sharks with frickin red glowing eyes! Now evidently my half-orc colleague informs me that it cannot be done!" Then, after a deep sigh, she turned to the Treasurer and, with the calmness of a dire badger who had just been pulled by the tail, inquired: "What do we have?"
 "Salmon," replied the Treasurer with the face of a man who always performed his duties flawlessly and only this time he stumbled once. OBVIOUSLY it was not his mistake, but the inaccuracy of the problem statement on the part of the customer.
 For a long minute the Doctor stared into space in front of her. Not a single muscle moved in her face. The hall fell into a thunderous silence, through which those sitting closest to the room with the failed sharks could hear someone's loud whisper: "What have you got us into, Hald?! What is going on here?"
 Badger sneezed indignantly.
 "Ri-ight," the Doctor drawled, summing up the situation.
 "They are fiendish salmon," the Treasurer made a desperate attempt, "delivered from the Iron Citadel!"
 "Really?" The Doctor decided to take pity on the half-orc: "Are they fiend-pacted?"
 "Absolutely!" the Treasurer said confidently with an inner cry, clutching at the saving straw with both hands and feet.
 "That's a start. Alright," she spread her hands compromisingly. Then she turned to the three orcs, who had already chained the captives to the pole that held the platform to the ceiling: "Begin the unnecessarily slow-moving dipping mechanism!"
 One of the trio of orcs holding the captives at gunpoint pulled a lever beside him. A trapdoor slid open in the floor directly below the orc next to him. There was a receding orcish cry of "Wrong lever!", a splash, the sounds of crocodiles, then the hatch closed.
 "Why do we even have THAT lever?" Dr. Coincidence clarified with the Treasurer with displeasure. However, such a trifle could no longer spoil her mood.
 "Oh," was all the delinquent orc managed to squeeze out. At his own risk, he pulled another lever. Luckily for him, the platform with Hald and Kitara began to slowly approach the surface of the water, which had already begun to show fish activity. Kitara looked around restlessly, trying to assess the strength of the chains along the way. Hald, for his part, took a leisurely look around the platform, then watched the diabolic looking fish splashing wildly beneath it. Then he whispered to Kitara, "Do you still trust me?" In response, Kitara lifted her leg slightly to give him a painful kick, but then suddenly whispered cheerfully instead: "Yes!" She put her leg back on the platform. "Blum-bluma-blama-fuz!" the platform made an agonizing metallic sound in response. Hald's face showed the smile of a man who enjoys his work. He turned his proud chin towards Dr. Coincidence and directed his gaze directly into her eyes.
 "Close the gates!" the Doctor shouted, catching Hald's eye. "Goodbye, Mister Chadley!" she shouted at last. She gave the Treasurer a triumphant look, as if to say to him: "Watch and learn! This is how you deal with your arch-enemies!" The Treasurer tried to object to what was happening, but quickly realized that he was not being heard. Dr. Coincidence was already deep in her thoughts.
 Somewhere in the depths of the walls, powerful mechanisms began to work. The Doctor and Hald continued to look at each other.
 "What a man ..." The Doctor said voluptuously when the doors were almost closed. A little louder than she expected, which caught the Treasurer's puzzled look, who managed to hear the words over the noise of the closing mechanisms.
 The gates closed.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 Is this the end? Will Hald and Kitara become food for the fish? Common! Wildarse is not THAT wild. She can't kill the main characters of the story like this, right? RIGHT? You know where to find the answer!

Day 6, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 "Wildarse"

=== The Monthly Catch - Blink Carp; Hubris of the Arcane ===
In the past year a strange phenomenon has rippled through the fishing world, a new species of fish has appeared in and around Arelith. The Blink Carp, recognized by it's bright blue scales and greenish back stripes, it has been found almost everywhere.

This fish has an unnatural penchant for teleporting when it senses danger giving it a reputation as the bane of rookie anglers and non fishing folk alike. Some specimens are rumoured contain peculiar organs that can be used in the place of spell components. Townsfolk trade stories of fish appearing out of thin air only to flop about causing havoc in their homes, breaking pottery, knocking things over and causing a racket in the middle of the night, only to teleport away soon after.

Some investigative research has lead me to believe that the ones responsible for this locomantic piscine menace were a group of wizards who were trying to clean the isle of the thaumic waste contaminating some waterways. The waterways are indeed less thaumically contaminated these days, but as is often the case, the wizards did not stop to consider the potential consequences of their otherwise goodly actions.

I reached out to Archmage Yusmena concerning the matter, she declined to comment. So again, I asked our local fishing expert, Haster the Fishmonger, for some insight into the matter.

He had this to say;
 "Oy nah, yeah. They're tricky blighters for sure. If'n ya can get a runic hook they'll come right up, easy as pie. Some magicky adventurin' sort once told me that ya can ward the area too. Ain't really sure what 'e meant though."

So there you have it, dear readers, the secrets of the elusive Blink Carp revealed.

Happy fishing!

Day 26, Month 11 (Uktar), 177 AR
 "Fee Sherman"

=== Breaking news: Kinslayer in the streets of Cordor! ===
Read all about it! A kinslayer who has been heard confessing to the murder of his own father is sheltered in the city of Cordor, and lives in this very Cordorian Press building!

The name of this murderer? Dala!

He can be identified by his copper red hair and unusually masculine (for an elf!) visage. He owns a shop opposite the Flaming Lotus, and has been seen around the area. Beware, citizens and visitors!

Has this news been supressed by the Cordorian government? Why is this creature allowed to remain in this very building, a prime piece of real estate? Well, because this man is known (and is friendly with!) the Chancellor of Cordor, Ginny Fairlen. Is Ginny covering up this news? Who else knows about this and is covering up this news?

This reporter has knowledge on a member of the noble house Rivorndir aware of this situation! So clearly, this situation is more widely known. The one person who attempted to bring this situation to the attention of Justicar Thomas Castemont, in the Justice Ministery was exiled immediately, one Anna Shadowsight! A person who apparently has mysteriously disappeared!

Will justice be done? Or will the Cordor Press be complicit with a coverup?

The people need to know!

Day 2, Month 3 (Ches), 177 AR
 Concerned

=== Festival of Mask ===
Come enjoy the festival of Mask in Condor

Day 21, Month 3 (Ches), 177 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Press Gang 16/10/177 ===
Hello, I am the new editor-in-chief of the Press Gang, Alter Kim! Today, the Press Gang has quite the collection for our readers. As a reminder, the Press Gang is still hiring! Anyone who wishes to write for the press can do so at their leisure as we do not require our journalists to submit an article for each issue. Additionally, anyone who wishes to submit a letter to the editor regarding one of the articles is welcome to do so!

INFORMATIVE:
 Dracoliches Attack Cordor Graveyard! (By Alter Kim)

INTERVIEWS:
 An Interview with the Chancellor, Ginny Rivorndir (By Alter Kim)
 An Interview with the kobold, Maknold (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT
 From Cordor With Love CHAPTER I (By Wildarse)

Day 16, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Anonymous

=== Dracoliches Attack Cordor Graveyard! ===
On Day 15, Month 10, 177 AR, the Government District of Cordor experienced a sudden and violent shaking of the ground. With no Guards present, Sir Xalden Grantz and Miss Catherine took lead in evacuating noncombatants to the Nomad. Shortly afterwards, a rider of the Royal Cavalry emerged from the Royal Palace, bearing a message that cultists had infiltrated the city and desecrated the graveyard. They sought able bodied individuals to help assist with the reconsecration. Volunteers split into two teams to secure both the city and the graveyard before regrouping in the graveyard to fight hordes of undead that had been raised.

Sir Storm Nightwind led the attempt to perform the Hallowed Rest ritual, aided by two others whose names are currently unknown, but the numbers of the undead were too numerous and the ritual failed. Sir Lefric Ruston and Sir Minto Fuzzypaw then soon arrived with members of the Hawkin. Sir Minto took charge of the ritual, allowing Sir Storm to take to the defense. But when the ritual neared completion, nearly a dozen Dracoliches alighted onto the graveyard grounds while undead continued to pour from the crypts and rise from the dirt. An insurmountable feeling of dread filled the air as a colossal abyssal fiend emerged from the main crypt, pushing the volunteer forces back. Sir Xalden rallied his horse and charged it immediately, followed by many of the volunteer forces. Eventually, the fiend was slain and the undead were put to rest as the graveyard was once more consecrated.

From there, leadership was deferred to Sir Efren, the new caretaker of the cemetery and crypts. Groups were formed to investigate the crypts and tombs in the graveyard, eventually reconvening in the main crypt. Investigation found the casket of Dame Arael Laceflower disturbed. While the body was still present and untouched, the casket had been clearly broken into. For those unfamiliar with the name, Dame Arael was the High Priestess of Cordor many years ago when the Sword of Benwick was still present. Speculation leads to believe that this incident may be related in regards to the event that occurred at Light Keep recently. If anyone has further information regarding the connection between the attack on the graveyards and the events at Light Keep, please contact the Press Gang!

Day 16, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Ginny Rivorndir ===
Month 4, Day 22, 177 AR

A: "So, Lady Ginny, thank you for agreeing to being interviewed today. Is there any reason in particular you accepted the interview?"

G: "Ah well, a few. Primarily, it's part of the job to make myself available for such. I try to be approachable for everyone and... I think this sort of thing helps with that. And I'll also admit I enjoy this sort of thing, so there's a little bit of that too."

A: "Do you feel that many people see you more for your position than you as an individual?"

G: "Mh, it depends on who I reckon. But yes, I think that's true for the majority of people."

A: "Being a Chancellor must be a full time position even when you are not in the office. But when you have the chance, is there any specific hobby or interest you like to pursue?"

G: "Ah, I play the harp, though I'm definitely nothing special, most bards'd be insulted if I called myself a musician. I also quite like reading, specifically but not limited to topics of philosophy. Additionally, interior design, poetry and sailing. Though that last one is my former job turned into a hobby I suppose."

A: "You were a sailor before you entered the office?"

G: "Ah, of course. You're a somewhat recent arrival I believe? Or at least weren't in Cordor during most of 176?"

A: "Yes, I arrived on the first day of the third month of 177 AR."

G: "I was Captain of the Cordor Navy before Justiciar Rillie Sauer under then-chancellor Najih tried me for treason."

A: "Tried for treason? Is that something you can speak more on?"

G: "I could speak on it for a long time. It might take up an entire interview. Would you like the very brief short version, or would you like to deep-dive a little?"

A: "Mm, it is up to you. This is your interview so whatever you wish to share with our readers."

G: "Then I will say that myself and mister Ezykial were accused of treason because we'd had some contact with enemies of Cordor. We were eventually acquitted... But only after Najih's government essentially imploded. You need only look back a few issues of the press to read the accounts of the ordeal, as detailed by Miss Mai. Two ministers resigned. The chancellor's aide resigned. Almost the entire guard resigned. The entire Cordor Navy resigned."

A: "Sounds like quite the political upheaval."

G: "Certainly was. But ah, I should not deep dive here and now. Miss Mai has already done that, 'tis available to readers still. Most people saw it for what it was... a political move to silence Ezykial."

A: "But now you are the Chancellor. A duty with quite the responsibility. Do you miss having the time to play the harp and go sailing?"

G: "Ah, that's a common misconception. I do find the time for such, Certainly, sometimes I work day and night and have to forgo proper sleep, but... I consider such a failure of proper management and leadership. When I am doing my job well, others are empowered to do theirs with minimal actual involvement of myself."

A: "Ah, that sounds efficient. More hands mean less work as the old saying goes."

G: "Mh, indeed. If I had to pass on any advice to future chancellors it would be... delegate, delegate, delegate."

A: "You mentioned you would occasionally give up proper sleep for your duties. But, when possible, do you have a bedtime routine you like to follow?"

G: "Ah, admittedly between the sustenance spell and the nature of different people's availability and such... I don't really have a pre-set bedtime or routine, no. I do tend to put away my staff and cloak at home though, when I'm not expecting guests! So that might count.."

A: "Mm, what about a morning routine when you awake? Do you have a few moments to yourself before you dive into your work?"

G: "Yes indeed. I usually have some tea, wash, do my hair, nails, and then spend some time going through paperwork from the previous day."

A: "I can see that you very much enjoy tea. Is there a particular comfort dish you like to enjoy as well when you have the chance to eat?"

G: "Ah, I'm a bit of a sweet-tooth, really. I'm partial to treats and pastries... But especially chocolate cake."

A: "Ah, I can relate to having a fondness for sweets. What about a place you like to go to recharge after a long day?"

G: "Ah, it's rather dull honestly. My home."

A: "I don't think it's dull at all. Home is home for a reason. But let us dive into some more personal questions about you now. Do you have a dream or goal you wish to one day achieve?"

G: "Oof... A dream or a goal I wish to one day achieve? You're asking me that, a common-born woman, as chancellor of Cordor? The highest function one can attain in this city?"

A: "Well, I believe it is our nature to always wish for more. To fly as close to the sun as we can."

G: "Well, I never pursued this function for myself. I ended up running for chancellor because I genuinely believed there was no one better. When I made the decision to run, Cordor wasn't doing so well. And this city is my home. I care for its people, and I saw no other path forward. To be honest... at this point, I'm not really looking past the chancellorship anymore. I know that once I step back from running the city, I'd like to have children."

A: "Do you regret running for chancellor?"

G: "Regret? No. I don't dwell on the past usually. The 'now' is the only thing we can ever change. I can ill afford to lament the past, or fear the future."

A: "A wise philosophy to have. You mentioned you would like to one day have kids. Do you know how many kids you would want or if you would want your first child to be a son or daughter?"

G: "Oof, as for a number... I think three might be nice, but... we'll see if I've the energy for a second after the first, yeah? As for a son or a daughter. No preference."

A: "And speaking of your future, what do you wish your legacy to be one day? What do you hope people will remember you for in the future? Your time as a Chancellor? Your deeds?"

G: "I would hope they remember me for rebuilding Cordor. Specifically my efforts other than the military and the Justice Department. The Cordor Academy, the press, the museum, the Lotus, the Nomad, the furnishing of various government buildings, the establishment of better ties with Brogendenstein... Among other things."

A: "I think I speak for many of our readers when I say that the city has done well under your leadership. As a newcomer myself, the city has been open to people like I and has provided us many opportunities."

G: "Mhm. That has been my goal. To shift the focus away from the military a little. And I dare say, even the military has benefited from this approach. In my time on the island I have never seen the Cordor military as competent as it is now."

A: "Once you leave the office, do you have any ideas of what you would like to do? Besides raising a family of course."

G: "I expect I'll be in office a while longer to be honest, I don't see another candidate on the rise, and I don't see support for my government wavering. Beyond that, I will do what my new family expects of me. My talents are in government, strategy, diplomacy, and education, that sort of thing... so, I'd expect something along those lines."

A: "Being a member of the Rivorndirs comes with quite the baggage."

G: "It does."

A: "How are you handling it so far?"

G: "Ah... I have a great mentor."

A: "Your husband?"

G: "Actually, my uncle, Khara'gos."

A: "He's taught you how to deal with the responsibility of being a Rivorndir?"

G: "Among other things. I have yet to go through the rites of Lady Siamorphe's divine right. Until I do that, I am noble in name only."

A: "How has the public reacted to your marriage with Sir Dax Rivorndir? The Rivorndirs are a very powerful and influential House in Cordor. Has there been any dissent about you becoming a member of such a house?"

G: "Well, Sencliff did launch a raid on my wedding. But from within Cordor? Not really, no."

A: "Well, I think that is all the time that we have today! As we end this interview, Is there anything you would like to tell our readers?"

G: "I'd like to remind everyone that my doors are ever open to advice, feedback, and yes, even complaints. Many folk hide themselves behind anonymity and take to the boards. To all those people I would say... talk to me. I will listen. I may not always agree... But I'll hear you and consider what you have to say. I can however not debate with anonymous posters on the board. Speak to me as a person, and I will treat you as one in turn."

A: "And final question, Lady Ginny. If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

G: "One word? I don't know. I don't think I could describe myself in one word."

A: "Think of it as a challenge, then. Maybe a quality of yourself you are proud most of or something to describe the hardships you've been through."

G: "Alright then, fine. As imperfect as it may be... A rock."

A: "A rock. Any particular reason why?"

G: "Stability, both for myself and for others. You may think that's a political answer, but I've always sought to provide that for people, for my friends, And I've always sought to be... stable. Long before I even considered running for office."

A: "Well thank you again for agreeing to this interview Lady Ginny. I think many people will be interested in learning more about you as a person rather than your reputation."

G: "Thank you for offering me the opportunity, mister Alter."

Day 15, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Maknold ===
A: "So, tell me Mister Maknold. Why were you interested in being interviewed for the Press Gang?"

M: "Believes such would be a chance to spread knowledge of kin and the creator."

A: "I will admit, I do not know much of your kind. Can you give us a little introduction to yourself?"

M: "Of course. This one is a linguist, master tailor, and seeker of knowledge of all that share the blood of Io."

A: "Io? Is Io the creator of all kobolds?"

M: "Yes, Io is the one that is responsible for these ones' creation. Is the creator of all dragons, and cares for such and those that share those ones' blood."

A: "I have met some of those with dragon blood on the Surface. Do you share a kinship with them, despite the conflict between the Surface and the Underdark?"

M: "This one does, though others amongst this one's kin may not share such a view, but Io loves all kin regardless of lineage as all are that one's children. And as this one is a kobold, this one must seek to be worthy of the Ninefold's love, as these ones were the first kin of dragons to share that one's blood."

A: "Ninefold? Can you explain more about this Ninefold?"

M: "Oh, the Ninefold is simply a title for Io. Similar to how Bahamut is known as the platinum one."

A: "Ah, I see. And tell me more about your kin. The only information I have heard about your kin is that you are an industrious people."

M: "Well, that one has been informed accurately to such, but this one can elaborate to the why of such. It is fundamentally how these ones pray at the end of the cycle, for it is the reason that the Ninefold gave the first of the dragons the means to influence the world when all of the Ninefold's first children were still gods. Such gave those ones that knowledge so that those ones could build those ones' lairs and those ones' hoards, and such those ones did. And this one isn't afraid to say these ones were and still are vithing good at it."

A: "Do you and your kin do anything else to worship Io? Any particular rituals or offerings you give to the Ninefold?"

M: "Well, admits not many of this one kin worship the Ninefold, as many kin in Andunor worship others of the pantheon, and many chose to honor Kurtulmak."

A: "How does this Kurtulmak differ from Io?"

M: "Well, Kurtulmak is a kobold as opposed to a dragon, and as such a mortal before the Ninefold made such a god. Kurtulmak was the first of these ones to be made as such."

A: "And does his dogma differ from that of Io's?"

M: "Oh! Vastly different. Whilst the Ninefold does not have any specific dogma, given that one is the creator of all that share dragon's blood, Kurtulmak is quite specific. Such is the one that instructs these ones to mine and offer service and to practice caution when dealing with those that are not kin."

A: "And what is your opinion of Kurtulmak's dogma?"

M: "Personally, this one thinks such has served well in the past to ensure these ones survival, but has kept these ones from claiming a larger place in the world."

A: "I hear that one of the districts is run by your kind, yes?"

M: "Well, such is certainly true, but this one speaks of the wider world. Would ask that one what great cities that this one's kin have? What great monuments can this one's kin claim?"

A: "I can't say I can think of any."

M: "This one's point exactly."

A: "So do you wish for your people to one day live on the Surface?"

M: "Admits this one does not mind to such specifically, but this one longs for a place for kin to call these ones' own. But this one would look forward to the cycle that kin are not treated with such hostility."

A: "Do you think the Surface unfairly judges your people?"

M: "This one does, those ones fear these ones without due course, as these ones often look to defend other kin from attacks when these ones only seek industry."

A: "And what are your opinions about the current state of conflict between the Surface and the Underdark?"

M: "Frankly, this one thinks such is self perpetuating, both seek vindication for the actions undertaken by the other."

A: "Now, let us talk about works and yourself, Mister Maknold. You spoke of great cities and monuments before. Do you have any projects that you are working on currently?"

M: "Admits this one is saving the profits from this one's industry so that this one may eventually invest in such a project."

A: "Any particular plans or ideas for a project?"

M: "Has been thinking of developing a monument for the Ninefold so that all that share the Ninefold's blood may gather."

A: "Hm, I would love to see such a monument. Is there anything else you would like to tell our readers about you or your kin?"

M: "Yes, buy the products of these ones industry, such will not find items of higher quality."

A: "Hah, an excellent opportunity for marketing indeed. And before we end, I do have a question for you. Are you not worried that fellow underdarkers may dislike the fact you agreed to an interview with the Press Gang?"

M: "Thinks some will, others will understand, but this one doubts any would act against this one as such would be an act against the rest of kin."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to this interview and I am sure that many of the readers would be interested in reading about you and your kin!"

M: "This one thanks, is sure such will look favorable to this one."

Day 15, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR

Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter I ===
Crimson Fairy Tales is happy to present to you the first chapter of the From Cordor with Love story by Wildarse !

Annotation:

The world is in danger: the great and terrible Doctor Coincidence threatens to unleash a virus of unprecedented power, demanding a ransom of 1 billion gold! But for every supervillain there is a superhero! The inimitable Hald Chadley, Guldorand's best secret intelligence agent, is ready for decisive action! Together with his partner, the charming Kitara Twinetall, he will easily bypass all the ingenious traps set by the insidious enemy and save the Arelith archipelago!

Publisher's note:

ALL CHARACTERS AND EVENTS DESCRIBED - EVEN THOSE BASED ON REAL PEOPLE AND HISTORICAL FACTS - ARE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. THE FOLLOWING PUBLICATION MAY CONTAIN COARSE LANGUAGE, DESCRIPTIONS OF SCENES OF UNCONTROLLED VIOLENCE AND WILD PASSION AND DUE TO ITS CONTENT IT SHOULD NOT BE READ BY ANYONE...

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City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club

Eleasis 15th, 183 AR

08:00 PM

This evening, a real pandemonium formed in The Lilting Lotus club: luxurious carriages drove up and drove off one after another, leaving behind representatives of the nobility, who, along with simpler people, crowded into the atmosphere of loud, but no less refined music, beautiful dishes and strong drinks. Many citizens of the City of Cordor have made it their top priority to attend Dr. Coincidence's birthday party.

The Doctor herself, however, was nowhere to be seen (which did not prevent idle visitors from drinking and eating in honor of the birthday girl), and some of the important guests, after some time in the main hall, moved to some other room through an inconspicuous but guarded doorway in the far part club. It was this portal that Kitara Twinetall, a 5-meter-high beautiful representative of the firbolg race, has been secretly watching for the past few hours, wearing a scarlet evening dress (made by a craftsman from barge flooring) and heels (size 67) on the occasion of the event.

Now Kitara was sitting on sofas not far from the gaming tables, imposingly crossing her legs, and leisurely sipping wine from a crystal flower vase that had previously stood on the coffee table in front of her. Despite the frank attractiveness of the giantess, awarded with many admiring glances that evening, no one dared to keep her company. "So much effort for nothing," Kitara mentally sighed, but continued to watch, smiling gallantly at the passing guests.

The attention of the giantess was attracted by another visitor to the secret room. The guest's face was hidden by a deep hood, but expensive crimson-black robes, pretentious gestures, not to mention a retinue of half-orc guards, betrayed in him the Treasurer . The character was known for his intrigues, and was also the current head of the River Orc crime house, whose lair was located in the northwestern region of the city, popularly called Cordorc . Kitara chuckled to herself in approval. According to the office's intelligence, the infamous half-orc was supposed to be in Guldorand, but Kitara's instincts did not fail when she insisted that the operation not begin until the Treasurer arrived.

Watching the gentlemen disappear into the opening, Kitara glanced at one of the players at the gaming tables nearby; the man sideways caught the eye of the beauty and nodded smoothly in response, moving on to the exchange of exit formalities with those sitting at the table. Having finished, he tossed some of the chips from his bouncy slide of winnings to a few players who were apparently less fortunate than he was. Then the man stood up.

A handsome young man appeared before Kitara, dressed in black expensive pants and polished fashionable shoes. The shirt, however, was missing, revealing to the world an untanned, muscular torso. Kitara covered her eyes with a hand "Oh Gods, not again!" Meanwhile, a two-meter figure approached Kitara's observation post and asked:

"What is such a luxurious lady doing alone on such a fine evening?" he clarified, smiling broadly and kissing the right hand of the beauty.

In response, Kitara only strictly tilted her head to the right, keeping her eyes on him, suggesting that he sit down. Wasting no time on other sentimentality, the man took a seat to the right of Kitara. She, in turn, tossed aside a strand of her long earthy green hair and leaned towards him to make up for the difference in height.

"Hald, why aren't you wearing a shirt?" she asked coldly, looking at him.

"Kitara, gambling sometimes puts people in an interesting position," Hald remarked melancholy, still smiling.

"No doubt, but you won!" she parried.

Hald looked away from her, slowly looking around at the people dancing around. He sighed serenely, then said, "Our job is to enjoy the process, Kitara. Otherwise, what's the point of it all?"

He turned back to face Kitara, but saw a shadow of incomprehension on her face. "If it is Lathander's will, you will soon see and understand everything for yourself," he explained good-naturedly. "What's the situation?" he then asked Kitara, whose expression had taken on a more condescending look.

"The Treasurer has arrived. Everyone is here," she whispered to Hald enthusiastically, pointing with her eyes at the cherished door at the end of the hall.

"Your insight is truly impressive, dear Kitara," sincerely appreciated Hald. Then he slowly turned his gaze to the doorway. "So it's time for us to act. Remember the plan?" Hald inquired, to which Kitara smiled and playfully waved her hand at him.

"They don't stand a chance!"

A few minutes later, the couple was already walking through the hall towards the goal of their mission. The ceilings in the room were high, so that Kitara could move freely at full height, provided that she dodged the hot wax falling from the chandeliers hung here and there in time.

The two city guards who were on duty at the door visibly tensed up and mechanically double-checked for the presence of gonnes hanging in a sling on their chest. However, there was nothing unusual in the behavior of the guards: anyone would be nervous to see the colossal figures approaching, who were obviously not on the invitation lists, but who, by their entire behavior, showed that official invitations were what other people needed.

"And you call it easy money ?" the guard standing to the right of the door whispered irritably to his comrade. "This is even worse than the time you offered to get a job with that crazy Emperor!" he did not let up. "Look, they are coming right here!"

Unable to withstand the tension, he gave a desperate alarm signal with the heel of his boot at the door. At the very least, he hoped the signal would be taken as an alarm and not as an urgent order for more fried clams for the guests, which would not have surprised the guard in the least; the current employer seemed to him somewhat inconsistent.

"Everything will be alright, buddy!" assured his partner, along the way slapping him on the shoulder. "You take a closer look, what a luxurious lady," he gestured towards the approaching Kitara, "there will definitely be something to tell in the tavern when we finish here!"

"Nothing will be alright! I'm telling you, I've seen this guy somewhere before!" he nodded nervously towards Hald. "We must urgently ..." he began his suggestion, but Hald and Kitara had already come too close to make any maneuvers.

"Good evening, gentlemen," Hald greeted, "my name is Chadley, Hald Chadley. And this is my beautiful companion, Kitara Twinetall." Noticing that one of the guards was already clearly about to object, resorting to gunshot arguments, Hald hastened to dispel his doubts in the bud: "Doctor Coincidence is looking forward to our appearance. Kitara, dear, show the gentlemen our pass."

Both guards looked at Kitara incredulously. Kitara smiled politely at them before leaning over her bag. For a brief moment, a pass to anywhere (as it seemed to the men) really flashed before the eyes of the guards. However, Kitara briskly turned her shoulder to them, and in the next second, they both heard a sound that was strikingly similar to the sound of two bodies of heavily armed men being kicked into the oak door. The receding heavy footsteps of Hald and Kitara, running along the corridor behind the former door, echoed.

"It was worth it, Vincent ..." croaked the guard who had previously occupied a vertical position to the left of the door.

"Shut up, Jach!" hissed Vincent, lying beside him in the rubble of the door frame.

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What is the insidious Doctor Coincidence up to? Will our heroes be able to catch the villains by surprise? Read on for Chapter II of the story!

Day 17, Month 9 (Eleint), 177 AR

"Wildarse"

=== An Interview with Thomas Castemont Pt. 1 ===
Month 4, Day 19, 177 AR

A: "So, Thomas. Thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today, I know you're a busy man. What made you agree to be interviewed today?"

T: "Hmm. Well.. It's been a hectic few weeks and truthfully, I just enjoyed the prospect of a conversation that wasn't about laws, law enforcement, or some other major crisis that seems to occupy much of my time on this island."

A: "I can imagine that a lot of people see you more as the Justiciar than Thomas Castemont. I can only imagine how tiring it must get having to deal with problem after problem."

T: "It can be yes. I find that often many look to me for answers and to make decisions. I wish to aid but I'm but one man and sometimes I simply cannot."

A: "So what do you do when you are not acting as the Justiciar. Is there any personal hobby or activity that you like to enjoy in your free time?"

T: "I do not have much free time. I dedicate much of the free time I do have to aiding the oppressed. Many on this island know me to be a Chainbreaker.

But when I do not do either of those things, I actually really enjoy forging. It's a long time hobby of mine. I often make greensteel weapons and mithril armor from the Arjale and Mithril I find to sell cheaply to new adventurers to help them gain an edge in their training."

A: "What made you learn smithing? Was it out of personal need for better weapons and armor or something else?"

T: "I learned forging in the Order I served in Cormyr. It was always an interest of mine and I took the opportunity to use their resources and their experience to be trained in it. I find it soothing and relaxing, even with my injury. I also do enjoy reading. Sometimes when I need some alone time, I will go sit in my room and read a book."

A: "Any particular kind of book you enjoy? Is Thomas Castemont secretly a romance enthusiast?"

T: "Heh. Not quite. I actually love history. I've found history on this isle in particular very interesting. There is much that can be learned from past mistakes and past victories."

A: "Is there any particular story that you would like to share to the readers? Maybe a specific tale that sparks your interest or an event we could all learn from?"

T: "Truth be told, I've not read nearly as many history books as I'd like. I simply don't get much time. And I hate to admit it but I actually found the History of Benwick very intriguing. Written by the Undead abomination, Adelyn Belle'rose."

A: "Ah, yes. It was a tragic tale from what I heard. The headquarters of an Order that was overtaken by devils."

T: "Indeed. And still to this day Devils run rampant in their halls. Triadic statues and altars in ruin. It is very saddening."

A: "Speaking of history though, what do you hope to be your legacy one day in the future?"

T: "My legacy? Hm, I truly doubt people will remember when I'm gone. But that right there.. That is the legacy I hope to leave behind."

Thomas gestures to a large pillar of smooth grey granite. At the bottom of the small monument is an image of a pergola wrapped in trumpet vines, progressively moving inward where blooms begin to form among a void of light. At the forefront, the vines at first appear to be wilted and dried against cavernous stalagmites, typical to the Underdark, closing in at either side to be strangled in lichen and fungi. Vague figures start to move inward towards the blooming light, rings of steel scattered across the portrayed cave floor, shattered or broken, as the stone turns to grass the farther the figures move. A list of names occupies the space above the image.

A: "Are those the names of all the slaves you have freed?"

T: "Not just me. This is a collaborative effort. But up there are the names of every single person who we've helped to break free from their bonds. Who we've helped to begin a new life. Who we've helped to regain their free will.

You see, while I was chained my son was also held captive in slavery. I was required to gather two million gold for his freedom and have him sent back to Cormyr. Someone helped me a great deal with that and all they asked in return was that I would write a book. A book that would inspire other slaves to take the journey and find the courage and hope to break free of their shackles also.

For what this person did for me, it was the only thing he asked me to do. I had never written a book before, but I agreed. My story is out there already. And most of Andunor knows my name. My name being out there means they know who to contact. And we take it from there."

A: "Who would you consider to be your closest friend or aide? In your victories and defeats, who would you say is someone you have come to rely on greatly?"

T: "Griffy."

A: "Any particular reason why?"

T: "Griffy and I have been through a lot together. We were both chained in Andunor. And he is one of the main reasons I did not lose myself down there. Many seem to believe that every slave down there is willing. That every slave down there choses to be there. And that they chose their actions. They do not. If you do not do what your owners want you to do, you get beaten, lashed and tortured or they will hurt you by torturing the people you've come to care about. They are wicked and vile and they will use whatever means to try and make you conform. Griffy and I connected below. I protected him, but he guided me. Gave me strength and hope. And now, he is my son. I am immensely proud of him and he will always be my example.

People do not understand what slaves have to go through. They have no empathy. Only distrust. I was once forced to fight in the arena there against Griffy and another slave I considered my friend. A firbolg named Ulf. My owner was attacked by a Paladin of the Radiant Heart and she blamed it on me asking for mercy for the Paladin and her friend. As my punishment I was forced to fight against them over a ball. Like a sport. The person who would succeed in taking the ball and defeat the other two opponents would be spared lashes. The other two would receive double."

A: "And what did you do?"

T: "Hm well- Initially I thought I would simply let the other two win somehow. But they knew me too well and said if they caught any of us letting the others win, lashes would be increased. Refusal would have resulted in increased lashes and death. We were accompanied by a very experienced retainer, her First Daughter, and a Gnoll. None of us were fully trained or equipped yet. We stood no chance against them. So we uh.. We complied. I defeated Ulf quickly. But.. I couldn't.. I couldn't hurt Griffy. I tried everything I could to make it look like I was giving it my all. But he beat me and Ulf and I took the lashes. He was spared them.

I know there are loyalists down there. And there is always a risk freeing one of them. There are those who would lie and take advantage. But we cannot give up on all because there are a few bad ones out there. Had that happened, myself, Griffy and others who are now contributing to the Surface Settlements and the defense of this isle, would still be down there. And likely not be the people we are today."

A: "You can never tell one's story from their appearances. I think that not many people know or even understand what you've been through."

T: "I tried to capture it in my book as best I could. Again, I'm no writer so I may not have conveyed it very well. Back then it was all still very raw. Now it's a little easier to talk about. But I am so passionate not only about breaking the shackles, but breaking the shackles of the mind.

You know.. One of the first things former slaves ask me when they first break free is: "What now?" My own journey after I broke free was.. terrifying. I didn't really have any friends aside from Griffy and Alister. I had no job, no purpose. I didn't know this island, the people or how things worked here. And many slaves who break free experience this. Having been told what to do. Not having to make decisions for yourself and suddenly, the world is wide open for you to do whatever you want to do. I try to help them after they break free. With my influence, reputation and relationships as Justiciar I can help them make new friends, help them find a home and a job."

Day 21, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 177 AR

Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Thomas Castemont Pt. 2 ===
A: "What did you do first when you were free of your collar?"

T: "I went to see Evelynn, Griffy and Alister in Guldorand. And I simply held them. We spent hours just talking and.. I slept in a real bed for the first time in years."

A: "How did it feel sleeping in a real bed for once? Did sleep come to you easier or was it a difficult night?"

T: "Heh. I uh.. Ended up sleeping on the floor the first night. After that I simply wandered between Guldorand and Cordor for weeks. Aimlessly. But I didn't know what I wanted to do or where I wanted to settle. Then one day.. I walked past this house next to the Nomad and I noticed it was for sale. I had some gold left and eagerly went to get it. I bought the home and I settled down in Cordor. Fate brought me here. I met friends like Raewynn and Dermia and eventually I gathered my courage and applied to the Justice Ministry as a Magistrate. They declined my application."

A: "Really? They declined you?"

T: "They did. They declined due to my history as a slave. They did not trust me because of it. But I believe they took pity on me and eventually offered me a clerical job. I think they hoped I'd decline it since I was a Magistrate in Suzail for over a decade. But I didn't decline it and gratefully accepted it. I spent most of my days studying the laws, doing administrative work, writing court transcripts, and writing and pinning public announcements. I was a legal aide for just over a year. And even then they still didn't really ever trust me. I was eventually promoted to Magistrate, I think more out of necessity."

A: "I think many people are grateful that you were. I can't imagine a Cordor without you."

T: "No? Hm. That's kind of you to say. But there are many who could do this job as well as I can. I'm passionate about the law. I believe it serves to protect people and their rights. It makes all of us equal, yes? Except perhaps for the King and Queen themselves. But otherwise, everyone is equal under the law."

A: "Of course. I don't envy your job though, having to justicate the legal complexities."

T: "It's not easy, no. The hardest part actually is to deal with dissatisfaction. I do not apply sentences to be the bad guy. If people simply follow our very common sense laws, I'd not have to fine people or sentence them to become outlawed. And sometimes, no matter what you do, some people will always be upset. They won't think you've done enough, or they believe you're corrupt or unfair. I am quite used to people name calling me and having a general dislike for me. I am quite used to people name calling me and having a general dislike for me. And that is fine. It helps take the heat off of the Guards if I take the blame for things and am seen as the bad guy. It allows them to do their job."

A: "But do you ever have moments where your personal interests and your duty conflicts? Have you ever had to make a sacrifice as a Justiciar?"

T: "Hm. My personal interests and duty rarely conflict. And when they do, I delegate matters to others. I cannot be bought. I treat friends the same way I will treat someone I've never met. This is justice, where everyone is equal. But I am well aware of the power of perception. So, if there is a conflict of interest, I let someone else handle it."

A: "A wise position. It's too easy to want to deal with something yourself and potentially ruin things."

T: "I honestly try to delegate as much as I can. I have very capable and talented people who work for me. I'm truly blessed. But sometimes it's difficult to delegate and there are things that simply cannot be delegated. I'm eager to see each of them grow in their careers here in the Justice Ministry though."

A: "But that's enough about Thomas the Justiciar. Let's focus on Thomas Castemont for a moment. When times are hard and your body is tired, do you have a comfort food you like to enjoy?"

T: "Oh uh. Well, I'm very fond of Miso's cooking. But I also just like a really good steak. Or whatever Miss Aera shoves in my hands."

A: "Medium rare or well done?"

T: "Rare."

A: "What about drinks? I know you don't imbibe alcohol but do you have a preference in drinks?"

T: "I uh- I'm quite fond of coffee personally. But I also enjoy the occassional tea or uh.. chocolate milk."

A: "And as a busy man, you probably are often worn down dealing with all sorts of matters. Is there a particular routine you like to follow before sleeping?"

T: "Not really before sleeping no. But I do like to have a routine when I wake up. Which is coffee and news. I tend to make the rounds in the barracks and then the public board catching up on everything. If there are no emergencies I will go to other settlements and read the news there too. If however I had a choice? Before bed I'd love to simply unwind, read, have tea.."

A: "Should I start a petition for you to be let off work by nighttime?"

T: "Heh, I've long searched for a second Justiciar truth be told. But most of my people tend to become absent when they become Magistrates. I've never really found someone I trust enough to be Justiciar. Who is as hard working and diligent."

A: "What if you had a Wish? What would you wish for? A second Justiciar?"

T: "No. I'd wish for the end of slavery."

A: "As expected of Thomas Castemont. Well, I think I've got enough material to write more than a few pages. Is there anything you would like to say to the readers before we end the interview?"

T: "Hm. I suppose.. I'd mostly like to say that every Guard, every Justice employee and everyone else in the Government is doing their best to create a city that is safe and hopefully welcoming to most. Sometimes, Guards especially, have to be firm and decisive. Rather than judging them, support them. They have the hardest job of anyone in this city and are often under scrutiny. But they do the best they can with what tools they are given. I'd ask simply not to make their jobs harder and to show them some kindness and gratitude for the work they do."

A: "And for our closing question. If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

T: ".. Patient. Well uh- sometimes."

A: "Ha, well that's four words but I'll let that slide. Thank you for agreeing to the interview and I'm certain our readers are grateful as well."

T: "Thank you, it was fun."

Day 21, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 177 AR

Alter Feith
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177 Cordor Press Archives

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=== The Press Gang 25/12/177 ===
Hello, hello! Chief Editor Alter here with another issue of the Press Gang! It seems like the final pieces are moving into play as the Amnian naval fleet has arrived in Cordor, led by Admiral Roman Tallyzar. But as tensions rise from overseas, it seems tensions are rising in the city as well, a bloody conflict taking the lives of three and injuring two.

A statement from King Edward Cordor has been released regarding the arrival of the Amnian naval fleet while Queen Jennifer Cordor met with the Republic of Guldorand for a diplomatic summit regarding recent incidents of tension concerning the city of Cordor and Guldorand. Staff Sergeant Lefric Ruston arrived to greet the Queen and the Republicans when a misunderstanding led to the prompt ban of armed Cordorian military personnel in Guldorand.

In Andunor, the election for the Devil's Table is still currently in place while Matron Luastra has announced the dissoulution of the Hel'vael House.

In other news, we have an interview with the very menacing guard, Arvalie, who is often seen patrolling the city. And for those interested in sailing, Captain Davis is looking to hire those interested in fighting pirates and slavers.

And last but not least, we have the continuation of "From Cordor with Love" from our very own Wildarse and an informational piece on how to find kelp for those aspiring chefs from Fee Sherman. And as always, thank you for reading the Press Gang and I'll see you all in the next issue!

ANNOUNCEMENT:
 Statement from the Palace (By King Edward Cordor)

INVESTIGATIVE:
 Bloody Conflict in Cordor (By Alter Kim)
 The Guldorand Summit with Queen Jennifer Cordor (By Alter Kim)

INFORMATIVE:
 The Monthly Catch (By Fee Sherman)

INTERVIEW:
 An Interview with Arvalie (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT:
 From Cordor with Love CHAPTER IV (By Wildarse)

ADVERTISEMENT:
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Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== Statement From the Palace ===
As some citizenry will already be aware, due to some unforeseen skirmishes in Maztika between New-Amnian countrymen and a few New-Whaterdeep invaders, the Grand Nation of Amn is entering a unsteady period with the City State of Whaterdeep. In this time of political uncertainty, our good friends from Amn have kindly requested that we play host to a small portion of its Navy, to better secure these waters, both for our sake and for theirs.

Further more, as Arelith has always been a stopping point between the Mainland and Maztika, safe port for men and women of all stripes, so it shall be for these fine men and women of the fleet. In the coming days you may see a heightened presence of Amnian military. Do not be alarmed. They are here merely as visitors and, I have been assured, shall mind their manners as such.

I also wish to assure the citizenry that whilst we consider Amn a fine ally, their grand wars are not our wars, and we have no desire to be dragged into them. So long as the Lords Alliance and it's allies remain neutral to Cordor, so we shall to them.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Edward Cordor

=== Guldorand Summit with Queen Jennifer Cordor ===
On the 15th of the 12th month (Nightal) 177 AR, the Republic of Guldorand hosted Queen Jennifer Cordor for a diplomatic summit regarding recent incidents of unrest concerning the city of Cordor and Guldorand, and to seek amicable solutions to several standing problems.

As the summit was concluding, Staff Sergeant Lefric Ruston and Corporal Cain arrived, unwarded and unarmed, to greet the Queen (who had already left) and the Republicans present, with Staff Sergeant Ruston introducing himself as Secretary of Foreign Affairs. After introductions were concluded, Secretary Ruston made a request for the meeting minutes to ensure a balance of information.

At this time, Sergeant Rolf Marr and Ambassador Antionette Rivorndir arrived. Introductions were made again with one of the Republicans hesitant at the presence of Lady Rivorndir's magic staff at her shoulder. The Republican was assured that the staff posed no threat to him.

Afterwards, Guardsman Vesryn Idriel arrived at the scene, misinformed that the Queen was in danger. He arrived with a spell mantle and Formian summons but was immediately ordered by Staff Sergeant Ruston to stand down as, "This is entirely wrong, dismiss the Formians and dispel, you look like an Andunorian" to which Guardsman Idriel complied.

At this point, the conversation between those present halted as the Cultural Minister of Guldorand expressed discomfort in being present in the presence of so many guards. The Cordorians were asked to leave to which they promptly did so. Staff Sergeant Ruston and the guards left the city of Guldorand and returned to Cordor.

Day 27, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== A Bloody Conflict in Cordor Town Square ===
On the 21st of the 12th month (Nightal) 177 AR, a bloody brawl took place in the Cordor town square after a heated argument erupted. Witnesses state that Christian Kalloron, paladin of Jergal, had been arguing with the tiefling, Artemis Silver-Wind, for her bloodline and worship of the archdevil Bel. At this time, Evemere Dundragon entered the town square and began to admonish Kalloron for his words towards Silver-Wind, before soon being joined by Tatsufura Reiko. The argument became more heated and insults were exchanged before Kalloron began to leave. Dundragon then thanked him for his display of character, in which is believed to be an act of provocation, to which Kalloron took offense to. He turned around, ward upon his blade, and in retaliation of the perceived threat, Dundragon and Reiko began to ward as well.

It was at this time that the guard, Sion, revealed himself and shouted at Dundragon and Reiko to stop warding. Reiko complied while Dundragon continued, later claiming to have not heard the command. The guard began to fire arrows at Dundragon, Reiko moving in to defend her which Kalloron intercepted. Blows were exchanged and Kalloron was subdued by Reiko as Sion continued to fire from a distance, killing Reiko. Dundragon stepped forward to help Reiko, unarmed, but was also shot and killed by the guard. A civilian by the name of Ravn, who later claimed to have been hit by an arrow of Sion's, fired upon the guard as well before being killed by him as well.

It is important to note that the guard, Sion, shot to kill with no attempt to incapacitate instead. Sergeant Thekla was present at the scene and commanded Sion to stand down, which he ignored. After the conflict concluded, the Sergeant then ordered him into the barracks which he continued to ignore, threatening the crowd that had gathered to disperse. Eventually, the Sergeant had the guard follow her into the barracks and the slain were successfully raised and healed.

The Press Gang reached out to both General Flamma and the Ministry of Justice for their statement regarding the events. An investigation has begun to look into the situation and no official punishment will be given until the truth is found.

The Press Gang also reached out to Christian Kalloron who declined to comment.

Day 25, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Arvalie ===
Alter: "So, Arvalie. Thanks for having me here. Can you tell us a little bit about yourself for those of our readers who have yet to meet you?"

Arvalie: "Oh, yes. We are being the Arvalie, a gloaming. We are also one of the soldiers of the Cordor, too. "We are being born in the underdark, but we have come to live in the land of the sun."

Alter: "What made you want to leave the underdark and live on the surface?"

Arvalie: "The Underdark is having the drow, it is also being like living in the sewers of the world. All of the bad things go there, the worst of the monsters and the most evil of creatures. But the surface is not like this- it is having many pretty flowers and trees and the forests smell good and the world is being free. The sky reminds us of this."

Alter: "Was there any event in particular that made you want to leave the underdark or just a culmination of living down there?"

Arvalie: "... Yes, the human we are loving is betraying us in the worst of ways. She is falling to the evil and accepting that she is the monster, we will not let this one be a part of the life we will live."

Alter: "Are you comfortable with sharing who this person is or should we continue on?"

Arvalie: "She is dead to us now, her name will be forgotten like the pain she causes to the world."

Alter: "Of course. And when you left the underdark and came to the surface, what did you do first?"

Arvalie: "The first time we came to the surface we sat on the hill in the rain and the dark, we sat here beneath the tree and listened to all of the things. It was beautiful, we think."

Alter: "Was there any particular sensation you enjoyed the most? Maybe a sound, a scent, or a taste?"

Arvalie: "It was the smell, everything was smelling... Nice, it was not like the pits of slaves or the rotting mushrooms, it was like the flowers."

Alter: "And after all of that, where did you go from there?"

Arvalie: "We visited the Bendir but we were too scared to go inside, there were many of the soldiers when we walked to this place. We walked around until we found the Cordor, one of the humans helped us to do this."

Alter: "What was your first thought of the city and it's people?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We had many of the funny thoughts, we thought that the tallest humans would be the ones who are being in charge. They must be the strongest ones, yes? But the Cordor was being very kind to us, it did not care we were coming from the dark places of the world. It was treating us as the person, giving us the chances to live free in the land of the sun."

Alter: "Heh, it must have been surprising to find out that the city was led by the shortest human. I'm glad you enjoyed staying here, I know a lot of people have enjoyed your presence as well."

Arvalie: "Oho... This is being the kind thing to say, but yes- we still do not know why the humans are building so high when they cannot reach the tops of their buildings. We think the dwarves are getting this right."

Alter: "And what did you do while you settled into the city? If I remember correctly, you fought against the underdarkers many times, correct?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we have killed many of the drow and many of the pirates. We are doing this with many of the other ones, it is making these hunts into the easy thing. They are being too brave and for this, they die."

Alter: "And eventually, you became a guard. What made you want to do so?"

Arvalie: "We did this because we wanted to be protecting the place the Mala was living."

Alter: "You and Mala share a special bond, yes? Like family?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we are being told by the gnomed one we can be picking family. We picked her and she was picking us, she is being like the younger sister to us."

Alter: "How has your career been with the guards so far? Do you enjoy working as a guard?"

Arvalie: "We have been enjoying our time with the soldiers, yes. They are treating us well and we are being able to keep the Cordor safe from the bad ones, we are happy with this."

Alter: "Do you plan to stay with the guards for a while? Maybe one day become General Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We do not think we can be the general, this is not who we are being. But we will stay with the soldiers for the long time we think, we are not seeing any reasons why we would stop."

Alter: "Ah, a shame. I would love to see all the recruits and guards salute while calling you 'General Arvalie'. Do you have any plans or goals in the future outside of the guards?"

Arvalie: "Oho... We would like to have the salutes but this is not the path for us- We are being the house decorator and the artist, we like to do these things when we are having the spare time. Maybe one day we will become the famous artist."

Alter: "Oh, I'd love to see that as well. What kind of art do you create?"

Arvalie: "The paintings mostly, we are having some of these hanging in our homes and some of the others, too. We do the statues but less often."

Alter: "And what about when you're not on duty or working on your art. Is there any hobby or pastime you enjoy?"

Arvalie: "We like to do the sailing, sometimes we will go and explore the places but we are usually being the very busy one. It is only being when the sun is out that we are having time, which we spend in the bed or doing the art."

Alter: "Does your aversion of the sunlight make it difficult for you? Especially considering that most surfacers are out during the day and sleeping at night."

Arvalie: "Yes, the sun is giving us the challenges. When we first came to the land of the sun we were being burned by this often and would lay in the bed making the whining noises but we are getting better at avoiding this."

Alter: "Oh, yes. Please do avoid situations that would force you to lay in bed and make whining noises. Do you ever wish you could one day walk under the sun without any harm to you?"

Arvalie: "We would like to do this but we are glad for the time in the dark we are having, the day is being too bright even if it did not burn us... We do not understand why the people do not sleep during the day still, the night is being quiet and calm and nice, the day is not any of these."

Alter: "Mm, I think it's because most people can't see in the dark as well as you and I. They tend to bump around in the dark, like little kittens."

Arvalie: "Oho... The baby cats are being very cute, they are having our eyes too."

Alter: "Any plans for a pet one day? Maybe a cat or a dog. Or even a bird."

Arvalie: "We are having the pet already, it is being called the Beebles."

Alter: "Beebles? What kind of pet is Beebles?"

At this point, Arvalie reached into her dress and pulled out a rat, waving it towards me. The rat wobbled around, having accepted it's fate.

Arvalie: "The Beebles is the rat, he is stupid but this is being okay. We care for him anyway."

Alter: "Nice to meet you, Mister Beebles."

Arvalie: "We have had the Beebles for the many years now, he is being the good one."

Alter: "... How long does a rat live for?"

Arvalie: "We do not know, he is being maybe twelve of the years old now? So at least twelve of the years."

Alter: "Hm. Well, I think we should start wrapping up this interview soon. Do you have anything else you would like to talk about yourself or say to our reader?"

Arvalie: "Yes, we want to tell the people that sometimes bad things are happening. Sometimes they are walking the wrong path and things are not feeling good- It is not being too late for them to ask for the help, they can always ask this of us."

Alter: "Well said. And before we end it here, I would like to ask you one last question I always ask in my interviews."

Arvalie: "He can ask this of us."

Alter: "If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

Arvalie: "The one word? This is being hard, the people are being many things. But we will pick... We will say that we are being fair, this is us. The fair one."

Alter: "In both personality and appearance."

Arvalie: "Oho..."

Alter: "Well, thank you for having me, Arvalie."

Arvalie: "We thank him for the questions, we are sorry if we are not giving the strongest of the answers. The common is not being our first tongue."

Alter: "I think the way you answer is unique to you. It is what makes you, you."

Arvalie: "It is being hard to do the poetic things in the common, but we are trying."

Alter: "Well, it's a good thing I'm not much one for poetry."

Arvalie: "We like this, sometimes we are being jealous of the ones who can speak the common well. It is helping them to be winning the hearts of the people, we think."

Alter: "Hm, maybe. To be honest, I think the way you speak is endearing."

Arvalie: "Oho... He is thinking so? We are glad for this, maybe this is why the people are laughing when we are saying we are the menacing one."

Alter: "Maybe. How did you learn common? Did someone teach you or did you study with books?"

Arvalie: "We were being taught most of this by the parents, we practiced some of this with the humans who were living below, too."

Alter: "What are your parents like, Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Oh, they were being good at many of the things. They taught us how to be surviving on our own before we were the adult, they even picked our first name before we were old enough to decide we were the Arvalie."

Alter: "Can I ask what your first name was? And why you chose the name Arvalie?"

Arvalie: "Our first name was being the Trixis'narr, we chose the Arvalie because we liked the way it was sounding. It is being the pleasant word in our mouth, we think."

Alter: "Arvalie does sound nice. But it was a pleasure being able to speak with you and I think a lot of people will enjoy reading about you!"

Day 25, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter IV ===
City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club, The Secret Underground Meeting Room
 Eleasis 15th, 183 AR
 09:30 PM

"Well then," the Doctor leisurely looked away from the doors, savoring the moment. "Enough talk. Here and now we will bring the entire archipelago to its knees!"
 The Dr. Coincidence's pointing finger darted towards the wearers of the magical robes sitting nearby: "You there, establish a communication channel with the secret Axehold Accords meeting room! Immediately!" she demanded.
 "Perhaps..." the Treasurer tried to intervene, but a quick glance from the Doctor was enough to tell him that it would be easier to get a badger to give way in a tight hole than to argue with her now.
 The magicians began to cast a spell, and soon vague images began to appear in the center of the hall, which began to take on the outlines of furniture and people. Soon, those present began to distinguish fragments of individual phrases, and at the other end, still vague figures, began to turn towards the table at which the conspirators had gathered.
 "The spell has stabilized, mistress," reported the senior sorceress as the vision took the form of a well-lit, luxurious hall with an expensive oak table in the foreground. The representatives of the Kingdoms of the Arelith archipelago were sitting at the table, surrounded by an army of guards. All the attention of the rulers was riveted to the figure of the Doctor.
 "Charming," the Doctor replied to the wizards with satisfaction. Then deliberately slowly she turned towards the Axehold Accords. All the supreme rulers of civil governments were there: the Chancellor of Cordor dressed in gold and black, the High Sheriff of Guldorand in battle uniform, the Coronal of Myon in the traditional white and blue robes of the followers of Corellon. Looking closely at the picture, she also made out the Thane of the dwarves, clad in heavy armor studded with large rubies, and the Mayor of the Bendir Dale in an elegant emerald dress. She gave them a haughty look before she spoke.
 "Gentlemen, my name is Doctor Coincidence," she said, baring her teeth at her involuntary listeners. "Soon, you may find that your Kings, High Councils, and even your precious Dragon," she glanced at the overly defiantly grinning dwarf in the crown, "might begin to implement policies similar to those currently pursued by the King of Cordor."
 Before she could finish, the echo of a heart-rending scream caught her attention. "Oh no! Anyway," Dr. Coincidence thought smugly to herself as she turned back to the Accords.
 Those sitting at the Doctor's table kept looking at her in anticipation, mentally patting her on the shoulder. Soon, much to the delight of the villains, the Doctor spoke again, riveting their attention to the truly priceless reactions of the members of the Accords.
 The previously skeptical-looking representatives of the nations exchanged thoughtful glances. An alarmed whisper swept through the hall. Everyone has already heard about what happened in Cordor. Many expected that the hero of the occasion would soon appear.
 "If this woman is telling the truth, we will be facing the threat of an archipelago-sized civil war," the mayor of the Bendir Dale mused.
 Thane Greenfield of Brogendenstein couldn't help but notice the worry on her face. He leaned towards the hin as far as his armor would allow: "I can say three things with certainty, Nia. First, whoever this witch is, something drives her crazy. Secondly, she is not bluffing. And thirdly, we defeated more serious enemies in the past, - we will beat this one too!" he whispered smirking and gently pushing her with his gauntlet. Nia squinted her eyes to the side in embarrassment.
 "Look, it looks like the witch wants to say something else, huh" he pointed to the illusion in front of them, which was an enlarged version of a statuesque woman with glowing eyes. She was holding some kind of animal, at the sight of which Nia nodded approvingly and even cheered up a little.
 Indeed, Dr. Coincidence briefly enjoyed the effect of the opening speech and briskly continued the onslaught: "If you want to avoid such an unenviable fate, you will pay me one hundred million gold!" The little finger of Doctor's left hand had already begun to spontaneously wind the curls of her luxurious red hair.
 In response, from different parts of the table came low whispers, languid mutterings and other sounds of gears unhurriedly spinning in people's heads. However, at that moment, a vague shadow wedged itself into the picture. The Doctor leaned slightly to the side, causing representatives of the Accords to see a gigantic apparition of a badger. Through thunderous snores of the beast they managed to hear spell-twisted snippets of "House...only for the last quarter...from the budget of Cordor...". Then the shadow disappeared as quickly as it had appeared before. The image of a woman once again turned her shining gaze to them. This time there was a hint of annoyance on her face.
 "You will pay one BILLION gold," she snarled.
 The hall instantly exploded with noise. There were accusations that the amount of the ransom was unjustified. Someone has already tried to bargain. Nia noticed how, taking advantage of everyone's confusion, the Sheriff of Guldorand barely turned his head, whispering to the dark green cloaked elven figure behind him. Nia blinked; the figure disappeared; the sheriff looked straight ahead again as if nothing had happened.
 Greenfield sighed, stood up, took out a gun from under his desk and shot at the ceiling. A ringing silence filled the room. A small chunk of lime landed measuredly on the heads of the Accords to the accompaniment of crumbling bricks.
 The Dwarf noted how the Doctor clung to her title. "The girl must have spent years at the Zhenta-folk Medical Academy, eh? She would not have allowed herself to be called simply MISS," he thought to himself, not bothering to pay attention to the people trying to take his weapon from him.
 "Listen, DOCTOR Coincidence," he began soothingly. "It's not that we turned down your very sensible offer, but why do you need such a sum at all? There must be things much more interesting to you than gold" the dwarf was clearly cunning. "Tell us, what do you really want, lass"
 A faint shudder ran across the Doctor's face. "What I desire, you and your kind cannot give," she replied dryly. The Doctor closed her shining eyes for a moment, visibly lowering the level of light in the hall. When the lighting again began to exceed the normal, steel notes were heard in the Doctor's voice: "You have. One. Week," she pinned the leaders of the settlements. "In seven days either I get the gold, or I'll take your whole world from you!"
 "Moradin is my witness and my judge, - I wanted to settle things in a good way," the thane slowly straightened up and akimbo. "We have a local joke here," he began calmly. "Can a ram eat ten haystacks at a time?" he looked around the room rhetorically for an answer. "Of course he can, but who will give them to him?" he laughed shortly and loudly, looking directly into the eyes of the Doctor, who, judging by the changed color of her face, was about to burst into flames. "You won't get a coin, not a sin'le gem from us! How do you like that, MISSY?!" he roared and repeatedly fired at the illusion.
 When the ripples on the surface of the Doctor's phantom ceased, her face had already returned to its usual pale hue. "So you have chosen death," came the Doctor's measured words. The beast in her arms snorted arrogantly. Then the mirage faded.
 Dr. Coincidence exhaled loudly. Enthusiastic applause came from all sides. Many got up from their seats and already began to gather around their savior.
 The Doctor raised her hand asking for silence. "Friends, comrades, remember this day, for it marks our victory!" she said solemnly, but nevertheless coldly. "And now," she pointed to the platform with the portal behind them, "I ask you all to be my guests. This ley will take you to my Laboratory. There we will begin the practical part of OUR plan," she summed up a little more enthusiastically.
 Convinced that the cheering crowd was following its intended course, the Doctor turned to face the Treasurer, who appeared to be about to rush out of the room.
 "I'll ask you to stay, my slippery friend," she growled low, forcibly turning him around with a single hand. "Who do you think you are? Greedy, puny, how did you even become the leader of your House? We still wouldn't stop what we started, but we could at the same time rob those dupes!" At these words, the Doctor's pet, nestled comfortably on her chest, squinted accusingly at the Treasurer.
 She spat on the floor in annoyance, then pulled him close to her face. "Decide already - you are either with us or against us!" The badger hissed sharply, echoing the tone of his mistress. The Treasurer lowered his eyes, staring in horror at the wild animal.
 "My eyes. Are. Up. Here," she strictly roused him.
 "Make sure there's no trace," Doctor then nodded towards the room with the predatory fish, finally releasing the camisole of the purple-faced Treasurer. "And then go back to the lab, we have a lot of work to do," Dr. Coincidence said a little more calmly.
 The half-orc swallowed nervously.
 "Yes, Doctor," was all the Treasurer could manage.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 "Wait, is that all? But what happened to Kitara and Hald? Were they eaten or not? You promised what you would say in the next chapter!"
 Well, I didn't mention exactly the NEXT chapter, and yet if you really want to see Kitara and Hald again, you'll have to pay me... with your attention to Chapter V of the story!

Day 14, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 "Wildarse"

=== The Monthly Catch - Tropical Mossfin, Kelpy Quandry ===
I hear a lot of people wondering where the best places to come across kelp are, as it has some value in cooking various tasty things. As most know, kelp grows in water, often in the ocean and sometimes in fresh water as well. And sometimes it gets snagged on your hook.

There is also a little known fish called the Tropical Mossfin which has green and kelp like fins. These fins can be harvested, if one is deft with a knife, and then can be used just like regular kelp. Neat!

By the name, it's clear that these watery creatures live in warmer areas. In fact, I myself have caught some of these on the jungle coasts around the Crows Nest.

Once again, I asked our local fishing expert, Haster the Fishmonger, for some insight into these peculiar pisceans.

He had this to say;
 "Oy nah, yeah. Them be a right trek to catch, from 'ere anyway. Sure ya can catch 'em in the warm coastal waters. But jus' inland there's a nice swampy pool. Locals call it the Gulch. Loads o' the Mossfins in there. Jus' watch out fer lizard folk."

So there you have it, dear readers, the best place to catch some kelpy fish. Thankfully there are no kelpies on Arelith.

Day 23, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 "Fee Sherman"

=== BREAKING NEWS: AMN RESPONDS TO WATERDHAVIAN NAVY ===
As many of you may have already seen, the Waterdhavian Navy has arrived in the fortress city of Guldorand. A fleet of twenty-five ships, five or six ship-of-the-lines, and two thousand soldiers are currently stationed in the city. Admiral Hornwynd of the Lords' Alliance claims that the force is only present to protect Waterdhavian interests along the trade routes to Maztica and to protect the citizens of Guldorand from Amnian aggression.

Our inside source confirms that the Amnian Navy is sending Admiral Roman Talazar with a fleet to size in response to the perceived aggression of the Lords' Alliance. Admiral Talazar is the prot g of Admiral Hern n, who sailed the Grand Ballena in the attack against Wharftown. The Amnian Council is also in direct contact with General Cordell of Maztica in hopes of bringing the Golden Legion, numbering at over six hundred legionnaires, to the Arelith isles as reinforcements.

Attempts at diplomacy have come to a standstill as the Lords' Alliance continues to ignore the diplomatic envoy sent from Amn. Additionally, an attempted breaking and entering of the Ambassador's quarters in the Amnian Embassy has taken place only a few nights prior. While the perpetrator is unknown and still at large, our inside source states that Admiral Hornwynd's reputation precedes him as a man who "gets the job done, come what way".

The arrival of the Lords' Alliance fleet is seen as an implicit threat to Amnian trade routes and an attempt to make a statement of force -- or war. The Arelith isles are seen as an important trade route as without the isles, any voyage from the Sword Coast to Maztica would be tenfold more dangerous and costly. As the Lords' Alliance had almost single-handedly funded the entirety of Guldorand during it's settlement, this is believed to be an agenda that has long been in the works, with the recent conflict in Maztica only serving as a farce to hide hostile intentions.

It is also believed that the Iron Throne will likely ally with the Waterdhavian Navy to protect interests in the city while the current stance of the Merchant Navy, who captains the flagship of Guldorand, is currently unknown. Finally, to end this report, the Press Gang leaves an excerpt from the interview with our inside source.

A: "... Do you think something like Wharftown will happen again?"

I: "... If you'd ask me that question last time we spoke I'd laugh it off as fear-mongerin'. Now? ...I ain't laughin'."

Day 13, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== The Press Gang 1/12/177 ===
Hello, everyone! It's Chief Editor Alter Kim here with the latest issue of the Press Gang! Now, this issue may have been published a bit early but that's because the news we have for you today is that much more important. As some of you may have heard, there has been a massacre of New-Waterhavian settlers in Maztica, with over two hundred dead. You might be wondering what that has to do with the people of Arelith, but the reprecussions of this is something the entirety of the isles will soon feel. Read more about it in "Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith"!

Additionally, we have a submission by a concerned individual regarding the recent changes to the public space of the Cordor town square that many of the public seems to agree with. We also have an interview with our very own Gwendolyn Gallowmere, the magistrate of Cordor, and "Lady Silverhair" a drowess and follower of Eilistraee. Last but not least, we have the third chapter of "From Cordor with Love" by our lovely "Wildarse" and a new article on the rare Blink Carp!

INVESTIGATIVE:
 Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith (By Alter Kim)

INFORMATIVE:
 The Monthly Catch (By Fee Sherman)

LETTER TO THE EDITOR:
 The Loss of Public Space (By Concerned)

INTERVIEWS:
 An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere (By Alter Kim)
 An Interview with Lady Silverhair (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT:
 From Cordor With Love CHAPTER III (By Wildarse)

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== Waterdeep Navy Sails for Arelith ===
Recently, there have been news that a community of New-Waterdavian settlers in Maztica were found dead with over two hundred Waterdavians killed in the bloody massacre. Open Lord Piergerion of the Lord's Alliance of Waterdeep has vowed that justice will be done upon the responsible once found. But the truth of the matter is that the city of Waterdeep is already fully aware of who is responsible for the attack. According to an inside source, this conflict is the latest in the territorial dispute of Waterdeep attempting to force their way into Amnian-held colonies. The Waterdavian people have been rallying up the Lord's Alliance for retaliation and the inside source confirms that the city is sending a huge part of their navy to the Arelith isles.

While this may seem inconsequential, the act has many ramifications throughout the isles. Half of the Founder's Council of Guldorand are representatives from the Lord's Alliance of Waterdeep and home to the Iron Throne, who owns the largest naval fleet around the Arelith isles at over twenty ships. On the other hand, the city of Cordor is allied with the nation of Amn and lacks any official naval force with the Leviathan rarely leaving the docks. Additionally, our inside source confirms that the Amnian naval forces' presence is nowhere as prominent as it had been in the past. Tensions have been high between the city of Waterdeep and the nation of Amn, and there are even whispers that war may break out with the isles of Arelith as the battlefield.

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== The Loss of Public Space ===
As many of the people of Cordor may have noticed already, on the tenth day of Uktar the furnishings of Cordor square had all been taken away. The only thing left behind was a sign promoting the Rivorndir mystery ball and a sign by Lady Hannah Stormwind. Lady Stormwind stated that she had been tasked with the reorganization of the public space and had removed all of the furnishings to the corner of the barracks. She plans to have eight statues built to decorate the public square instead, one of the king, one of Cordoria, and six of "emotions or virtues".

Now, I am all for the occasional re-organization of the square. No one wants the public space to be cluttered with outdated signs and whatnot. But to take every furnishing, some that have been donated to help the people of Cordor and newcomer adventurers alike, to make room for eight statues seems a bit too much. And if reorganizing the public space is the goal, shouldn't public opinion be an important factor of the project as well?

Already, I've seen many people complain about the removal of the tent stall that acted as the only protection against the rain in the square. The chair and desk that has been the site of many business deals and guard recruitment has gone missing as well. Not only that, signs and boards belonging to the Trade Ministry have been taken by Lady Stormwind as well. While the idea behind the renovation is respectable, the execution is a bit... sloppy.

Also, Lady Stormwind is a new recruit to the guards and a newcomer to the city. While I applaud her desire to better the city and her initiative in proposing the changes, I wonder if she alone is the best fit for this task. Many of the furnishings that were taken have quite the history and attachment to many people that someone new to the city would not understand. The aforementioned chair and desk was placed by one of the previous chancellors and have remained in place for over a year. The stall was the site of the Goldenhorn business, one of the most prominent businesses in aiding newcomers and veterans alike.

Instead, the space is to be taken by statues. I do have to wonder, is that really the best use of the public space? Statues are nice and all but lack a functional purpose to aid the public. Wouldn't the city hall or the museum be a better spot for these statues? Instead of barrels offering supplies to adventurers, locations for businesses, and shelter from the rain, are we to stand about in the square looking at statues?

But I've written enough. I think many people share my sentiment. Ask around and you'll hear the same from many. I hope the government takes this chance to try and ascertain what the public wants before attempting to implement any drastic changes. If any of you agree or disagree and wish to share your sentiments, please contact the Chief Editor, Alter Kim, and he will let me know!

Day 26, Month 11 (Uktar), 177 AR
 Concerned

=== An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere ===
Month 5, Day 2, 177 AR

A: "So Miss Gwen, thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today! Is there any particular reason you accepted?"

G: "Oh-Uh. Nope."

A: "Heh, well thank you anyways. So, you act as the legal aide to the Justiciar. Is there any particular reason you wanted the job?"

G: "When I first got here, there was a guy murdering people, right? That OV guy. Well, he dropped two bodies on me while I was returning from writ-work, and the guard thought I was involved and they got real mad and angry at me. Suppose when I heard there was a job open, I wanted to make sure innocent people weren't getting blamed for things like that."

A: "So you're looking out for the little guy... figuratively speaking."

G: "Sorta. Kinda. I also firmly believe that people who do commit wrong-doings should be punished properly. And I get to learn and see all sorts about the history of the city, that's a bonus."

A: "I was there when you recited the legal codes to Thomas to prove your worth. I have to say it was quite impressive. Did you spend a lot of time reading legal codes even before becoming an aide?"

G: "Yep! I remember everything as it happened, Nana said it was a gift. So learning the written word is really easy when there's a bookshelf full of laws. And, y'know. Ignorance of the law isn't an excuse to break it, which happens often.."

A: "That must be a very useful gift in your current occupation. What about your previous occupation? What did you do before becoming a legal aide?"

G: "Freelance Clown, duh- Traveled with my family performing, came here alone because Nana said it was a good place to learn more."

A: "Do you ever miss your old job?"

G: "Still do it, just don't do it with my pin on."

A: "Ah, really? You must be busy with two different occupations."

G: "Mhm, took a job with the Clover. Gonna perform there sometimes. I miss doing it constantly, but it really takes a considerable amount of effort to appear unphased and optimistic constantly."

A: ?What about when you're not working as a legal aide or elsewhere? Is there anything you like to do in your free time?"

G: "Hm, no, don't think so. Most of my free time is spent reading the history of the isles. Sometimes I walk in nature, but that's about it."

A: "What about food and drink? Is there any particular food or drink you like to enjoy when things get tiring for you?"

G: "Oh, I'm super boring. There's nothing better than simple spring water. But food, I don't know about that one."

A: "You don't have a type of food you like? Maybe a childhood dish or something new you tried?"

G: "I'll eat anything, couldn't be fussy in Chondalwood. If we were eating grubs and worms for dinner, that's what we got."

A: "Can you tell me a bit about Chondalwood? I'm somewhat of a newcomer from the far east so I'm not too familiar with the place."

G: "Oh, it's a real big forest in the interior of Faerun. Full of satyrs and treants and wild elves. See, my Nana is a Ghostwise, so she was born there proper. I don't really know what a Ghostwise is, but I know I'm not one."

A: "You mentioned your Nana quite a few times. She must be someone important to you. Can you tell us a bit about her?"

G: "Mhm, she's super important! She was a councilor, and she was the best shadow dancer I've ever seen!"

A: "And what about friends? Do you have someone you consider as your closest friend? Someone who has always been by your side?"

G: "Oh, no. Not really. I guess, people here are friendly.. I guess Flamma is a friend, he's real nice to me always for no reason. Think I put some people off, they take everything I say too seriously."

A: "Hmm, really? Maybe the reputation of being a legal aide can be intimidating for some. Do you feel people treat you differently since you joined?"

G: "No, don't think so. Maybe that's half the problem, they don't get that Mischief is just an act. It's all just jokes, right? I don't actually think hins are all shoeless weirdos, but it's funny to say it. And when that kinda joke comes directly from a hin? That's like, a double punchline."

A: "I get what you mean. Tell us about Gwen then. If you had to describe Gwen in three words, what would it be?"

G: "Three words? Uh- Sarcastic. Diligent? Aaand.. Studious."

A: "Now let me ask you a hypothetical question. If you had to describe an ideal day, what would the day be like for you?"

G: "Oh, any day that a carnival is going is the ideal day. The music and the fun and the laughter, nothing beats that."

A: "Is there any particular attraction you like most?

G: "I'm usually performing at those, so I'm biased to say the stage."

A: "Let's talk about the future now. So currently you work as a legal aide and performer. Are you content with where you are right now or is there a bigger position that you are aiming for?"

G: "It'd be nice to keep working and become a full fledged Magistrate. But I'm pretty content with my station."

A: "What about your legacy? In times to come, what would you like to be remembered for most?"

G: "Ooh, a legacy? No, don't really think about that. I've no illusions about myself, I'm more than likely going to be forgotten by time, that's fine with me. Oh, I'd also like to work with the King directly, to get that kinda station would be both memorable AND exciting."

A: "Ha, I don't think that's something that could be forgotten. But every big thing starts small! Let's take a peek into the daily routine of Gwen-"

A: "When you wake up, do you have a morning routine you like to follow?"

G: "Well, skipping over boring things like washing and eating, I usually head straight to the library first thing. I can normally find a book for studying, then I see if Thomas or the Guards need anything."

A: "Do you study a book a day?"

G: "Usually, yeah."

A: "What's today's book of study then?"

G: "An Elven Phrasebook. Likely to be my book for a while, at least until I learn the language."

A: "Any particular reason you chose to learn Elven?"

G: "Seems to be one of the most spoken languages here, and considering how many wild elves I know back home, it makes sense to learn it properly."

A: "And what about a bedtime routine? Anything you like to do to wind down for the day?"

G: "Usually offer a prayer to Brandobaris, and thank Tymora for another fortunate day."

A: "Well, that's pretty much all the questions I have for you today. Before we end though, is there anything you would like to say to the readers?"

G: "Hm. I don't think so. I haven't got much in the way of grand statements, maybe just, there's nothing wrong with not being good at everything. Sometimes it's best to just be comfortable with yourself, most things kinda fall into place when you think like that."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to be interviewed today. I think a lot of people would be interested in reading about you!"

Day 11, Month 5 (Mirtul), 177 AR
 Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Gwendolyn Gallowmere ===
Month 5, Day 2, 177 AR

A: "So Miss Gwen, thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today! Is there any particular reason you accepted?"

G: "Oh-Uh. Nope."

A: "Heh, well thank you anyways. So, you act as the legal aide to the Justiciar. Is there any particular reason you wanted the job?"

G: "When I first got here, there was a guy murdering people, right? That OV guy. Well, he dropped two bodies on me while I was returning from writ-work, and the guard thought I was involved and they got real mad and angry at me. Suppose when I heard there was a job open, I wanted to make sure innocent people weren't getting blamed for things like that."

A: "So you're looking out for the little guy... figuratively speaking."

G: "Sorta. Kinda. I also firmly believe that people who do commit wrong-doings should be punished properly. And I get to learn and see all sorts about the history of the city, that's a bonus."

A: "I was there when you recited the legal codes to Thomas to prove your worth. I have to say it was quite impressive. Did you spend a lot of time reading legal codes even before becoming an aide?"

G: "Yep! I remember everything as it happened, Nana said it was a gift. So learning the written word is really easy when there's a bookshelf full of laws. And, y'know. Ignorance of the law isn't an excuse to break it, which happens often.."

A: "That must be a very useful gift in your current occupation. What about your previous occupation? What did you do before becoming a legal aide?"

G: "Freelance Clown, duh- Traveled with my family performing, came here alone because Nana said it was a good place to learn more."

A: "Do you ever miss your old job?"

G: "Still do it, just don't do it with my pin on."

A: "Ah, really? You must be busy with two different occupations."

G: "Mhm, took a job with the Clover. Gonna perform there sometimes. I miss doing it constantly, but it really takes a considerable amount of effort to appear unphased and optimistic constantly."

A: ?What about when you're not working as a legal aide or elsewhere? Is there anything you like to do in your free time?"

G: "Hm, no, don't think so. Most of my free time is spent reading the history of the isles. Sometimes I walk in nature, but that's about it."

A: "What about food and drink? Is there any particular food or drink you like to enjoy when things get tiring for you?"

G: "Oh, I'm super boring. There's nothing better than simple spring water. But food, I don't know about that one."

A: "You don't have a type of food you like? Maybe a childhood dish or something new you tried?"

G: "I'll eat anything, couldn't be fussy in Chondalwood. If we were eating grubs and worms for dinner, that's what we got."

A: "Can you tell me a bit about Chondalwood? I'm somewhat of a newcomer from the far east so I'm not too familiar with the place."

G: "Oh, it's a real big forest in the interior of Faerun. Full of satyrs and treants and wild elves. See, my Nana is a Ghostwise, so she was born there proper. I don't really know what a Ghostwise is, but I know I'm not one."

A: "You mentioned your Nana quite a few times. She must be someone important to you. Can you tell us a bit about her?"

G: "Mhm, she's super important! She was a councilor, and she was the best shadow dancer I've ever seen!"

A: "And what about friends? Do you have someone you consider as your closest friend? Someone who has always been by your side?"

G: "Oh, no. Not really. I guess, people here are friendly.. I guess Flamma is a friend, he's real nice to me always for no reason. Think I put some people off, they take everything I say too seriously."

A: "Hmm, really? Maybe the reputation of being a legal aide can be intimidating for some. Do you feel people treat you differently since you joined?"

G: "No, don't think so. Maybe that's half the problem, they don't get that Mischief is just an act. It's all just jokes, right? I don't actually think hins are all shoeless weirdos, but it's funny to say it. And when that kinda joke comes directly from a hin? That's like, a double punchline."

A: "I get what you mean. Tell us about Gwen then. If you had to describe Gwen in three words, what would it be?"

G: "Three words? Uh- Sarcastic. Diligent? Aaand.. Studious."

A: "Now let me ask you a hypothetical question. If you had to describe an ideal day, what would the day be like for you?"

G: "Oh, any day that a carnival is going is the ideal day. The music and the fun and the laughter, nothing beats that."

A: "Is there any particular attraction you like most?

G: "I'm usually performing at those, so I'm biased to say the stage."

A: "Let's talk about the future now. So currently you work as a legal aide and performer. Are you content with where you are right now or is there a bigger position that you are aiming for?"

G: "It'd be nice to keep working and become a full fledged Magistrate. But I'm pretty content with my station."

A: "What about your legacy? In times to come, what would you like to be remembered for most?"

G: "Ooh, a legacy? No, don't really think about that. I've no illusions about myself, I'm more than likely going to be forgotten by time, that's fine with me. Oh, I'd also like to work with the King directly, to get that kinda station would be both memorable AND exciting."

A: "Ha, I don't think that's something that could be forgotten. But every big thing starts small! Let's take a peek into the daily routine of Gwen-"

A: "When you wake up, do you have a morning routine you like to follow?"

G: "Well, skipping over boring things like washing and eating, I usually head straight to the library first thing. I can normally find a book for studying, then I see if Thomas or the Guards need anything."

A: "Do you study a book a day?"

G: "Usually, yeah."

A: "What's today's book of study then?"

G: "An Elven Phrasebook. Likely to be my book for a while, at least until I learn the language."

A: "Any particular reason you chose to learn Elven?"

G: "Seems to be one of the most spoken languages here, and considering how many wild elves I know back home, it makes sense to learn it properly."

A: "And what about a bedtime routine? Anything you like to do to wind down for the day?"

G: "Usually offer a prayer to Brandobaris, and thank Tymora for another fortunate day."

A: "Well, that's pretty much all the questions I have for you today. Before we end though, is there anything you would like to say to the readers?"

G: "Hm. I don't think so. I haven't got much in the way of grand statements, maybe just, there's nothing wrong with not being good at everything. Sometimes it's best to just be comfortable with yourself, most things kinda fall into place when you think like that."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to be interviewed today. I think a lot of people would be interested in reading about you!"

Day 11, Month 5 (Mirtul), 177 AR
 Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Lady Silverhair ===
A: "Tell me about yourself Lady Silverhair. Or whatever parts you are comfortable sharing with our readers."

S: "Please understand this is difficult to talk about."

A: "Of course. Whatever you feel safe talking about."

S: "I grew up in a small village. I won't say where exactly, but life was cruel. If you were not a priestess, you were nearly just a slave. I helped my mother clean the kitchens, and halls of one of the Higher Houses in the town. It was a simple life though I loved my family and working. However when my Mother accidently misspoke to one of the priestesses, they killed her. On the spot. No, warning, no emotion. I was left there, standing in shock. The priestess then knelt beside me and told me: 'Lolth be praised.' Lolth be praised? As if she was doing me a service.."

A: "Is this a common occurrence in the Underdark?"

S: "Yes. If you're not a priestess of at least equal standing, your life is forfeit as seen fit. I was made to clean up the mess that was left.. 'It makes you stronger, hardens your heart,' they told me... But I will never be like them. I collected what few belongings I had left, then ran away. I remember wandering the Underdark for what felt like cycles... almost getting eaten a few times because of my curious nature. Eventually I would be saved by a drow, his name was Haddal. He asked what I was doing all by myself, wandering aimlessly. I had told him what happened, and that I would never be like them. And instead of slaying me, he offered me a hand and asked if I had heard of the Dark Maiden."

S: "He would train me. Taught me how to fight. How to survive on my own. The teachings of the dancing lady. And when I was old enough, he brought me to the surface. It was a day I will never forget. Looking up and seeing the night sky. How green the leaves were. The singing of the birds... it felt almost nonexistent. He told me not to wander too far, but I did not listen. I was enthralled. A place not touched by the spider queen. A place of peace, of love. I wandered too far from Haddal and accidentally stumbled onto the open road. A caravan stopped, seeing me. Throwing things and brandishing a blade calling me drow-filth."

S: "I tried to state my intentions however no one can trust the word of a drow. They attacked me... and I had to wound two of them before I fled. I found Haddal and cried. He lectured me on straying too far. But he told me one day we will be welcomed on the surface. Free as every other race. Human, elf, halfling. We just have to wait, and let them know we are out there."

A: "And that's why you sought me?"

S: "Yes, we have to let them know that not each of us are monsters. That we can be redeemed. I'm not sure how many will believe you, or me. They might even call you a sympathizer or a fool and that I am trying to trick you. But as long as one person is given hope, we have done something today."

A: "And what became of Haddal?"

S: "Years later, Haddal would be killed trying to free more people like me. I promised I would carry on his work."

A: "I see. I'm sorry. Do you carry on his work alone or are there others like you?"

S: "For now... it's just me. My position is dangerous, but I feel maybe someday I can turn some of the people close to me to Eilistraee."

A: "I hope this can help you in your goals. It is a noble goal."

S: "Thank you. I wish more people were as open minded as you. But I feel it will be many cycles before anything might ever be hoped to change."

Day 1, Month 12 (Nightal), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter III ===
Publisher's note:
 No animal, be it a badger, a crocodile or a shark, was harmed in the process of writing this chapter of the story.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club, The Secret Underground Meeting Room
 Eleasis 15th, 183 AR
 09:00 PM

"Why did you bring them here!?" the Treasurer immediately jumped up from his seat. In response, fragments of unintelligible explanations came from the orcs. No one seemed to be listening to them though. The Treasurer immediately caught himself and mumbled: "I beg your pardon, Doctor." He gestured with his hand, suggesting she take matters into her own hands. However, he was clearly in no hurry to get back down.
 Dr. Coincidence looked sternly at the Treasurer. She noted to herself that he was expecting intruders, but didn't bother to warn her. "Treasurer, where are your manners?" she reproached him with mock politeness. Then turned her attention to the uninvited guests.
 "Well, well, well. Just look at who decided to personally congratulate me on my birthday!" quipped the Doctor when, at her gesture, the captives were brought closer to the table. "Mister Chadley!" she answered her own question, faking a smile. "And...?" She looked pointedly at Kitara.
 "I am Kitara Twinetall," the firbolg replied. She made a restrained curtsy, to which Hald snorted approvingly.
 "Of course, Kitara, yes," she nodded. "It's nice to see a new face in our... environment," the Doctor picked the right word to which Hald threw a meaningful look at Kitara. Kitara began to feel like she was being played hard.
 Awkward thoughts began to spin in the Doctor's head: "How long did it take to plan this daring invasion? They must have come a long way and taken incredible risks to get here! It must be a shame to fall into a trap after so much effort. It would be simply unfair to just shoot them, right? RIGHT?"
 "I see something didn't go according to the plan?" she asked with the casual intonation of a badger crouching in the tall grass, preparing to jump.
 "Actually, everything is going as planned," Hald answered confidently. "In a moment we will get free from these chains and deal with all of you at once." At those words some of the outer chairs tried to look behind him to make sure the bindings were secure.
 The Doctor peered into the imperturbable faces of her captives. The moral dilemma tormented her mind mercilessly: "They are so good! They deserve much MORE..." Looking for a confirmation, she glanced at the Treasurer. The Treasurer bored her with his piggy eyes in response, and seemed to clearly understand what she was thinking. The slight shaking of his head was meant to convey a simple message to her: "Doctor, please no! No! NOOOO!"
 She shook her head. "Ha! Anyway, what does this orc understand about serious business?" she thought and then asked rhetorically: "Oh, I see you like humor, Mister Chadley?". "I also have a few tricks in store," she announced excitedly. "Get them to the water!" she called to the half-orcs, pointing in the direction of a nearby hall with a large water tank in the center. A suspended platform was located directly above the water.
 "Release the banite monk sharks!" shouted Dr. Coincidence and added leisurely, breaking into a smile and twisting a lock of her red hair on the pinky of her right hand as the prisoners were brought closer to the water: "Mister Chadley, you will notice that all the sharks have rays of light coming from their eyes. I figure every creature deserves a well lit meal!"
 "Ahem-ahem-ahem," immediately came the sound from the Treasurer, who a moment later had already pulled his chair up to the Doctor's throne, "Doctor Coincidence, it is about the sharks ..."
 Moving even closer, he began to whisper: "While you were busy at the clinic, the Soulhaven included monk sharks in the list of sacred animals. We tried to get some, but it would have taken months to clear up the red tape," he said with an expression of painful annoyance on his face, after which he hurried to take his place.
 Those sitting at the tables watched as the Doctor listened attentively to the Treasurer, nodded understandingly, and then burst out:
 "You know, I have one simple request," she addressed the assembly with deliberate patience, "and that is to have sharks with frickin red glowing eyes! Now evidently my half-orc colleague informs me that it cannot be done!" Then, after a deep sigh, she turned to the Treasurer and, with the calmness of a dire badger who had just been pulled by the tail, inquired: "What do we have?"
 "Salmon," replied the Treasurer with the face of a man who always performed his duties flawlessly and only this time he stumbled once. OBVIOUSLY it was not his mistake, but the inaccuracy of the problem statement on the part of the customer.
 For a long minute the Doctor stared into space in front of her. Not a single muscle moved in her face. The hall fell into a thunderous silence, through which those sitting closest to the room with the failed sharks could hear someone's loud whisper: "What have you got us into, Hald?! What is going on here?"
 Badger sneezed indignantly.
 "Ri-ight," the Doctor drawled, summing up the situation.
 "They are fiendish salmon," the Treasurer made a desperate attempt, "delivered from the Iron Citadel!"
 "Really?" The Doctor decided to take pity on the half-orc: "Are they fiend-pacted?"
 "Absolutely!" the Treasurer said confidently with an inner cry, clutching at the saving straw with both hands and feet.
 "That's a start. Alright," she spread her hands compromisingly. Then she turned to the three orcs, who had already chained the captives to the pole that held the platform to the ceiling: "Begin the unnecessarily slow-moving dipping mechanism!"
 One of the trio of orcs holding the captives at gunpoint pulled a lever beside him. A trapdoor slid open in the floor directly below the orc next to him. There was a receding orcish cry of "Wrong lever!", a splash, the sounds of crocodiles, then the hatch closed.
 "Why do we even have THAT lever?" Dr. Coincidence clarified with the Treasurer with displeasure. However, such a trifle could no longer spoil her mood.
 "Oh," was all the delinquent orc managed to squeeze out. At his own risk, he pulled another lever. Luckily for him, the platform with Hald and Kitara began to slowly approach the surface of the water, which had already begun to show fish activity. Kitara looked around restlessly, trying to assess the strength of the chains along the way. Hald, for his part, took a leisurely look around the platform, then watched the diabolic looking fish splashing wildly beneath it. Then he whispered to Kitara, "Do you still trust me?" In response, Kitara lifted her leg slightly to give him a painful kick, but then suddenly whispered cheerfully instead: "Yes!" She put her leg back on the platform. "Blum-bluma-blama-fuz!" the platform made an agonizing metallic sound in response. Hald's face showed the smile of a man who enjoys his work. He turned his proud chin towards Dr. Coincidence and directed his gaze directly into her eyes.
 "Close the gates!" the Doctor shouted, catching Hald's eye. "Goodbye, Mister Chadley!" she shouted at last. She gave the Treasurer a triumphant look, as if to say to him: "Watch and learn! This is how you deal with your arch-enemies!" The Treasurer tried to object to what was happening, but quickly realized that he was not being heard. Dr. Coincidence was already deep in her thoughts.
 Somewhere in the depths of the walls, powerful mechanisms began to work. The Doctor and Hald continued to look at each other.
 "What a man ..." The Doctor said voluptuously when the doors were almost closed. A little louder than she expected, which caught the Treasurer's puzzled look, who managed to hear the words over the noise of the closing mechanisms.
 The gates closed.

<nowiki>***</nowiki>
 Is this the end? Will Hald and Kitara become food for the fish? Common! Wildarse is not THAT wild. She can't kill the main characters of the story like this, right? RIGHT? You know where to find the answer!

Day 6, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 "Wildarse"

=== The Monthly Catch - Blink Carp; Hubris of the Arcane ===
In the past year a strange phenomenon has rippled through the fishing world, a new species of fish has appeared in and around Arelith. The Blink Carp, recognized by it's bright blue scales and greenish back stripes, it has been found almost everywhere.

This fish has an unnatural penchant for teleporting when it senses danger giving it a reputation as the bane of rookie anglers and non fishing folk alike. Some specimens are rumoured contain peculiar organs that can be used in the place of spell components. Townsfolk trade stories of fish appearing out of thin air only to flop about causing havoc in their homes, breaking pottery, knocking things over and causing a racket in the middle of the night, only to teleport away soon after.

Some investigative research has lead me to believe that the ones responsible for this locomantic piscine menace were a group of wizards who were trying to clean the isle of the thaumic waste contaminating some waterways. The waterways are indeed less thaumically contaminated these days, but as is often the case, the wizards did not stop to consider the potential consequences of their otherwise goodly actions.

I reached out to Archmage Yusmena concerning the matter, she declined to comment. So again, I asked our local fishing expert, Haster the Fishmonger, for some insight into the matter.

He had this to say;
 "Oy nah, yeah. They're tricky blighters for sure. If'n ya can get a runic hook they'll come right up, easy as pie. Some magicky adventurin' sort once told me that ya can ward the area too. Ain't really sure what 'e meant though."

So there you have it, dear readers, the secrets of the elusive Blink Carp revealed.

Happy fishing!

Day 26, Month 11 (Uktar), 177 AR
 "Fee Sherman"

=== Breaking news: Kinslayer in the streets of Cordor! ===
Read all about it! A kinslayer who has been heard confessing to the murder of his own father is sheltered in the city of Cordor, and lives in this very Cordorian Press building!

The name of this murderer? Dala!

He can be identified by his copper red hair and unusually masculine (for an elf!) visage. He owns a shop opposite the Flaming Lotus, and has been seen around the area. Beware, citizens and visitors!

Has this news been supressed by the Cordorian government? Why is this creature allowed to remain in this very building, a prime piece of real estate? Well, because this man is known (and is friendly with!) the Chancellor of Cordor, Ginny Fairlen. Is Ginny covering up this news? Who else knows about this and is covering up this news?

This reporter has knowledge on a member of the noble house Rivorndir aware of this situation! So clearly, this situation is more widely known. The one person who attempted to bring this situation to the attention of Justicar Thomas Castemont, in the Justice Ministery was exiled immediately, one Anna Shadowsight! A person who apparently has mysteriously disappeared!

Will justice be done? Or will the Cordor Press be complicit with a coverup?

The people need to know!

Day 2, Month 3 (Ches), 177 AR
 Concerned

=== Festival of Mask ===
Come enjoy the festival of Mask in Condor

Day 21, Month 3 (Ches), 177 AR
 Anonymous

=== The Press Gang 16/10/177 ===
Hello, I am the new editor-in-chief of the Press Gang, Alter Kim! Today, the Press Gang has quite the collection for our readers. As a reminder, the Press Gang is still hiring! Anyone who wishes to write for the press can do so at their leisure as we do not require our journalists to submit an article for each issue. Additionally, anyone who wishes to submit a letter to the editor regarding one of the articles is welcome to do so!

INFORMATIVE:
 Dracoliches Attack Cordor Graveyard! (By Alter Kim)

INTERVIEWS:
 An Interview with the Chancellor, Ginny Rivorndir (By Alter Kim)
 An Interview with the kobold, Maknold (By Alter Kim)

ENTERTAINMENT
 From Cordor With Love CHAPTER I (By Wildarse)

Day 16, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Anonymous

=== Dracoliches Attack Cordor Graveyard! ===
On Day 15, Month 10, 177 AR, the Government District of Cordor experienced a sudden and violent shaking of the ground. With no Guards present, Sir Xalden Grantz and Miss Catherine took lead in evacuating noncombatants to the Nomad. Shortly afterwards, a rider of the Royal Cavalry emerged from the Royal Palace, bearing a message that cultists had infiltrated the city and desecrated the graveyard. They sought able bodied individuals to help assist with the reconsecration. Volunteers split into two teams to secure both the city and the graveyard before regrouping in the graveyard to fight hordes of undead that had been raised.

Sir Storm Nightwind led the attempt to perform the Hallowed Rest ritual, aided by two others whose names are currently unknown, but the numbers of the undead were too numerous and the ritual failed. Sir Lefric Ruston and Sir Minto Fuzzypaw then soon arrived with members of the Hawkin. Sir Minto took charge of the ritual, allowing Sir Storm to take to the defense. But when the ritual neared completion, nearly a dozen Dracoliches alighted onto the graveyard grounds while undead continued to pour from the crypts and rise from the dirt. An insurmountable feeling of dread filled the air as a colossal abyssal fiend emerged from the main crypt, pushing the volunteer forces back. Sir Xalden rallied his horse and charged it immediately, followed by many of the volunteer forces. Eventually, the fiend was slain and the undead were put to rest as the graveyard was once more consecrated.

From there, leadership was deferred to Sir Efren, the new caretaker of the cemetery and crypts. Groups were formed to investigate the crypts and tombs in the graveyard, eventually reconvening in the main crypt. Investigation found the casket of Dame Arael Laceflower disturbed. While the body was still present and untouched, the casket had been clearly broken into. For those unfamiliar with the name, Dame Arael was the High Priestess of Cordor many years ago when the Sword of Benwick was still present. Speculation leads to believe that this incident may be related in regards to the event that occurred at Light Keep recently. If anyone has further information regarding the connection between the attack on the graveyards and the events at Light Keep, please contact the Press Gang!

Day 16, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR
 Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Ginny Rivorndir ===
Month 4, Day 22, 177 AR

A: "So, Lady Ginny, thank you for agreeing to being interviewed today. Is there any reason in particular you accepted the interview?"

G: "Ah well, a few. Primarily, it's part of the job to make myself available for such. I try to be approachable for everyone and... I think this sort of thing helps with that. And I'll also admit I enjoy this sort of thing, so there's a little bit of that too."

A: "Do you feel that many people see you more for your position than you as an individual?"

G: "Mh, it depends on who I reckon. But yes, I think that's true for the majority of people."

A: "Being a Chancellor must be a full time position even when you are not in the office. But when you have the chance, is there any specific hobby or interest you like to pursue?"

G: "Ah, I play the harp, though I'm definitely nothing special, most bards'd be insulted if I called myself a musician. I also quite like reading, specifically but not limited to topics of philosophy. Additionally, interior design, poetry and sailing. Though that last one is my former job turned into a hobby I suppose."

A: "You were a sailor before you entered the office?"

G: "Ah, of course. You're a somewhat recent arrival I believe? Or at least weren't in Cordor during most of 176?"

A: "Yes, I arrived on the first day of the third month of 177 AR."

G: "I was Captain of the Cordor Navy before Justiciar Rillie Sauer under then-chancellor Najih tried me for treason."

A: "Tried for treason? Is that something you can speak more on?"

G: "I could speak on it for a long time. It might take up an entire interview. Would you like the very brief short version, or would you like to deep-dive a little?"

A: "Mm, it is up to you. This is your interview so whatever you wish to share with our readers."

G: "Then I will say that myself and mister Ezykial were accused of treason because we'd had some contact with enemies of Cordor. We were eventually acquitted... But only after Najih's government essentially imploded. You need only look back a few issues of the press to read the accounts of the ordeal, as detailed by Miss Mai. Two ministers resigned. The chancellor's aide resigned. Almost the entire guard resigned. The entire Cordor Navy resigned."

A: "Sounds like quite the political upheaval."

G: "Certainly was. But ah, I should not deep dive here and now. Miss Mai has already done that, 'tis available to readers still. Most people saw it for what it was... a political move to silence Ezykial."

A: "But now you are the Chancellor. A duty with quite the responsibility. Do you miss having the time to play the harp and go sailing?"

G: "Ah, that's a common misconception. I do find the time for such, Certainly, sometimes I work day and night and have to forgo proper sleep, but... I consider such a failure of proper management and leadership. When I am doing my job well, others are empowered to do theirs with minimal actual involvement of myself."

A: "Ah, that sounds efficient. More hands mean less work as the old saying goes."

G: "Mh, indeed. If I had to pass on any advice to future chancellors it would be... delegate, delegate, delegate."

A: "You mentioned you would occasionally give up proper sleep for your duties. But, when possible, do you have a bedtime routine you like to follow?"

G: "Ah, admittedly between the sustenance spell and the nature of different people's availability and such... I don't really have a pre-set bedtime or routine, no. I do tend to put away my staff and cloak at home though, when I'm not expecting guests! So that might count.."

A: "Mm, what about a morning routine when you awake? Do you have a few moments to yourself before you dive into your work?"

G: "Yes indeed. I usually have some tea, wash, do my hair, nails, and then spend some time going through paperwork from the previous day."

A: "I can see that you very much enjoy tea. Is there a particular comfort dish you like to enjoy as well when you have the chance to eat?"

G: "Ah, I'm a bit of a sweet-tooth, really. I'm partial to treats and pastries... But especially chocolate cake."

A: "Ah, I can relate to having a fondness for sweets. What about a place you like to go to recharge after a long day?"

G: "Ah, it's rather dull honestly. My home."

A: "I don't think it's dull at all. Home is home for a reason. But let us dive into some more personal questions about you now. Do you have a dream or goal you wish to one day achieve?"

G: "Oof... A dream or a goal I wish to one day achieve? You're asking me that, a common-born woman, as chancellor of Cordor? The highest function one can attain in this city?"

A: "Well, I believe it is our nature to always wish for more. To fly as close to the sun as we can."

G: "Well, I never pursued this function for myself. I ended up running for chancellor because I genuinely believed there was no one better. When I made the decision to run, Cordor wasn't doing so well. And this city is my home. I care for its people, and I saw no other path forward. To be honest... at this point, I'm not really looking past the chancellorship anymore. I know that once I step back from running the city, I'd like to have children."

A: "Do you regret running for chancellor?"

G: "Regret? No. I don't dwell on the past usually. The 'now' is the only thing we can ever change. I can ill afford to lament the past, or fear the future."

A: "A wise philosophy to have. You mentioned you would like to one day have kids. Do you know how many kids you would want or if you would want your first child to be a son or daughter?"

G: "Oof, as for a number... I think three might be nice, but... we'll see if I've the energy for a second after the first, yeah? As for a son or a daughter. No preference."

A: "And speaking of your future, what do you wish your legacy to be one day? What do you hope people will remember you for in the future? Your time as a Chancellor? Your deeds?"

G: "I would hope they remember me for rebuilding Cordor. Specifically my efforts other than the military and the Justice Department. The Cordor Academy, the press, the museum, the Lotus, the Nomad, the furnishing of various government buildings, the establishment of better ties with Brogendenstein... Among other things."

A: "I think I speak for many of our readers when I say that the city has done well under your leadership. As a newcomer myself, the city has been open to people like I and has provided us many opportunities."

G: "Mhm. That has been my goal. To shift the focus away from the military a little. And I dare say, even the military has benefited from this approach. In my time on the island I have never seen the Cordor military as competent as it is now."

A: "Once you leave the office, do you have any ideas of what you would like to do? Besides raising a family of course."

G: "I expect I'll be in office a while longer to be honest, I don't see another candidate on the rise, and I don't see support for my government wavering. Beyond that, I will do what my new family expects of me. My talents are in government, strategy, diplomacy, and education, that sort of thing... so, I'd expect something along those lines."

A: "Being a member of the Rivorndirs comes with quite the baggage."

G: "It does."

A: "How are you handling it so far?"

G: "Ah... I have a great mentor."

A: "Your husband?"

G: "Actually, my uncle, Khara'gos."

A: "He's taught you how to deal with the responsibility of being a Rivorndir?"

G: "Among other things. I have yet to go through the rites of Lady Siamorphe's divine right. Until I do that, I am noble in name only."

A: "How has the public reacted to your marriage with Sir Dax Rivorndir? The Rivorndirs are a very powerful and influential House in Cordor. Has there been any dissent about you becoming a member of such a house?"

G: "Well, Sencliff did launch a raid on my wedding. But from within Cordor? Not really, no."

A: "Well, I think that is all the time that we have today! As we end this interview, Is there anything you would like to tell our readers?"

G: "I'd like to remind everyone that my doors are ever open to advice, feedback, and yes, even complaints. Many folk hide themselves behind anonymity and take to the boards. To all those people I would say... talk to me. I will listen. I may not always agree... But I'll hear you and consider what you have to say. I can however not debate with anonymous posters on the board. Speak to me as a person, and I will treat you as one in turn."

A: "And final question, Lady Ginny. If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

G: "One word? I don't know. I don't think I could describe myself in one word."

A: "Think of it as a challenge, then. Maybe a quality of yourself you are proud most of or something to describe the hardships you've been through."

G: "Alright then, fine. As imperfect as it may be... A rock."

A: "A rock. Any particular reason why?"

G: "Stability, both for myself and for others. You may think that's a political answer, but I've always sought to provide that for people, for my friends, And I've always sought to be... stable. Long before I even considered running for office."

A: "Well thank you again for agreeing to this interview Lady Ginny. I think many people will be interested in learning more about you as a person rather than your reputation."

G: "Thank you for offering me the opportunity, mister Alter."

Day 15, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR

Alter Kim

=== An Interview with Maknold ===
A: "So, tell me Mister Maknold. Why were you interested in being interviewed for the Press Gang?"

M: "Believes such would be a chance to spread knowledge of kin and the creator."

A: "I will admit, I do not know much of your kind. Can you give us a little introduction to yourself?"

M: "Of course. This one is a linguist, master tailor, and seeker of knowledge of all that share the blood of Io."

A: "Io? Is Io the creator of all kobolds?"

M: "Yes, Io is the one that is responsible for these ones' creation. Is the creator of all dragons, and cares for such and those that share those ones' blood."

A: "I have met some of those with dragon blood on the Surface. Do you share a kinship with them, despite the conflict between the Surface and the Underdark?"

M: "This one does, though others amongst this one's kin may not share such a view, but Io loves all kin regardless of lineage as all are that one's children. And as this one is a kobold, this one must seek to be worthy of the Ninefold's love, as these ones were the first kin of dragons to share that one's blood."

A: "Ninefold? Can you explain more about this Ninefold?"

M: "Oh, the Ninefold is simply a title for Io. Similar to how Bahamut is known as the platinum one."

A: "Ah, I see. And tell me more about your kin. The only information I have heard about your kin is that you are an industrious people."

M: "Well, that one has been informed accurately to such, but this one can elaborate to the why of such. It is fundamentally how these ones pray at the end of the cycle, for it is the reason that the Ninefold gave the first of the dragons the means to influence the world when all of the Ninefold's first children were still gods. Such gave those ones that knowledge so that those ones could build those ones' lairs and those ones' hoards, and such those ones did. And this one isn't afraid to say these ones were and still are vithing good at it."

A: "Do you and your kin do anything else to worship Io? Any particular rituals or offerings you give to the Ninefold?"

M: "Well, admits not many of this one kin worship the Ninefold, as many kin in Andunor worship others of the pantheon, and many chose to honor Kurtulmak."

A: "How does this Kurtulmak differ from Io?"

M: "Well, Kurtulmak is a kobold as opposed to a dragon, and as such a mortal before the Ninefold made such a god. Kurtulmak was the first of these ones to be made as such."

A: "And does his dogma differ from that of Io's?"

M: "Oh! Vastly different. Whilst the Ninefold does not have any specific dogma, given that one is the creator of all that share dragon's blood, Kurtulmak is quite specific. Such is the one that instructs these ones to mine and offer service and to practice caution when dealing with those that are not kin."

A: "And what is your opinion of Kurtulmak's dogma?"

M: "Personally, this one thinks such has served well in the past to ensure these ones survival, but has kept these ones from claiming a larger place in the world."

A: "I hear that one of the districts is run by your kind, yes?"

M: "Well, such is certainly true, but this one speaks of the wider world. Would ask that one what great cities that this one's kin have? What great monuments can this one's kin claim?"

A: "I can't say I can think of any."

M: "This one's point exactly."

A: "So do you wish for your people to one day live on the Surface?"

M: "Admits this one does not mind to such specifically, but this one longs for a place for kin to call these ones' own. But this one would look forward to the cycle that kin are not treated with such hostility."

A: "Do you think the Surface unfairly judges your people?"

M: "This one does, those ones fear these ones without due course, as these ones often look to defend other kin from attacks when these ones only seek industry."

A: "And what are your opinions about the current state of conflict between the Surface and the Underdark?"

M: "Frankly, this one thinks such is self perpetuating, both seek vindication for the actions undertaken by the other."

A: "Now, let us talk about works and yourself, Mister Maknold. You spoke of great cities and monuments before. Do you have any projects that you are working on currently?"

M: "Admits this one is saving the profits from this one's industry so that this one may eventually invest in such a project."

A: "Any particular plans or ideas for a project?"

M: "Has been thinking of developing a monument for the Ninefold so that all that share the Ninefold's blood may gather."

A: "Hm, I would love to see such a monument. Is there anything else you would like to tell our readers about you or your kin?"

M: "Yes, buy the products of these ones industry, such will not find items of higher quality."

A: "Hah, an excellent opportunity for marketing indeed. And before we end, I do have a question for you. Are you not worried that fellow underdarkers may dislike the fact you agreed to an interview with the Press Gang?"

M: "Thinks some will, others will understand, but this one doubts any would act against this one as such would be an act against the rest of kin."

A: "Well, thank you for agreeing to this interview and I am sure that many of the readers would be interested in reading about you and your kin!"

M: "This one thanks, is sure such will look favorable to this one."

Day 15, Month 10 (Marpenoth (Leafall)), 177 AR

Alter Kim

=== From Cordor with Love Chapter I ===
Crimson Fairy Tales is happy to present to you the first chapter of the From Cordor with Love story by Wildarse !

Annotation:

The world is in danger: the great and terrible Doctor Coincidence threatens to unleash a virus of unprecedented power, demanding a ransom of 1 billion gold! But for every supervillain there is a superhero! The inimitable Hald Chadley, Guldorand's best secret intelligence agent, is ready for decisive action! Together with his partner, the charming Kitara Twinetall, he will easily bypass all the ingenious traps set by the insidious enemy and save the Arelith archipelago!

Publisher's note:

ALL CHARACTERS AND EVENTS DESCRIBED - EVEN THOSE BASED ON REAL PEOPLE AND HISTORICAL FACTS - ARE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. THE FOLLOWING PUBLICATION MAY CONTAIN COARSE LANGUAGE, DESCRIPTIONS OF SCENES OF UNCONTROLLED VIOLENCE AND WILD PASSION AND DUE TO ITS CONTENT IT SHOULD NOT BE READ BY ANYONE...

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City of Cordor, The Lilting Lotus Social Club

Eleasis 15th, 183 AR

08:00 PM

This evening, a real pandemonium formed in The Lilting Lotus club: luxurious carriages drove up and drove off one after another, leaving behind representatives of the nobility, who, along with simpler people, crowded into the atmosphere of loud, but no less refined music, beautiful dishes and strong drinks. Many citizens of the City of Cordor have made it their top priority to attend Dr. Coincidence's birthday party.

The Doctor herself, however, was nowhere to be seen (which did not prevent idle visitors from drinking and eating in honor of the birthday girl), and some of the important guests, after some time in the main hall, moved to some other room through an inconspicuous but guarded doorway in the far part club. It was this portal that Kitara Twinetall, a 5-meter-high beautiful representative of the firbolg race, has been secretly watching for the past few hours, wearing a scarlet evening dress (made by a craftsman from barge flooring) and heels (size 67) on the occasion of the event.

Now Kitara was sitting on sofas not far from the gaming tables, imposingly crossing her legs, and leisurely sipping wine from a crystal flower vase that had previously stood on the coffee table in front of her. Despite the frank attractiveness of the giantess, awarded with many admiring glances that evening, no one dared to keep her company. "So much effort for nothing," Kitara mentally sighed, but continued to watch, smiling gallantly at the passing guests.

The attention of the giantess was attracted by another visitor to the secret room. The guest's face was hidden by a deep hood, but expensive crimson-black robes, pretentious gestures, not to mention a retinue of half-orc guards, betrayed in him the Treasurer . The character was known for his intrigues, and was also the current head of the River Orc crime house, whose lair was located in the northwestern region of the city, popularly called Cordorc . Kitara chuckled to herself in approval. According to the office's intelligence, the infamous half-orc was supposed to be in Guldorand, but Kitara's instincts did not fail when she insisted that the operation not begin until the Treasurer arrived.

Watching the gentlemen disappear into the opening, Kitara glanced at one of the players at the gaming tables nearby; the man sideways caught the eye of the beauty and nodded smoothly in response, moving on to the exchange of exit formalities with those sitting at the table. Having finished, he tossed some of the chips from his bouncy slide of winnings to a few players who were apparently less fortunate than he was. Then the man stood up.

A handsome young man appeared before Kitara, dressed in black expensive pants and polished fashionable shoes. The shirt, however, was missing, revealing to the world an untanned, muscular torso. Kitara covered her eyes with a hand "Oh Gods, not again!" Meanwhile, a two-meter figure approached Kitara's observation post and asked:

"What is such a luxurious lady doing alone on such a fine evening?" he clarified, smiling broadly and kissing the right hand of the beauty.

In response, Kitara only strictly tilted her head to the right, keeping her eyes on him, suggesting that he sit down. Wasting no time on other sentimentality, the man took a seat to the right of Kitara. She, in turn, tossed aside a strand of her long earthy green hair and leaned towards him to make up for the difference in height.

"Hald, why aren't you wearing a shirt?" she asked coldly, looking at him.

"Kitara, gambling sometimes puts people in an interesting position," Hald remarked melancholy, still smiling.

"No doubt, but you won!" she parried.

Hald looked away from her, slowly looking around at the people dancing around. He sighed serenely, then said, "Our job is to enjoy the process, Kitara. Otherwise, what's the point of it all?"

He turned back to face Kitara, but saw a shadow of incomprehension on her face. "If it is Lathander's will, you will soon see and understand everything for yourself," he explained good-naturedly. "What's the situation?" he then asked Kitara, whose expression had taken on a more condescending look.

"The Treasurer has arrived. Everyone is here," she whispered to Hald enthusiastically, pointing with her eyes at the cherished door at the end of the hall.

"Your insight is truly impressive, dear Kitara," sincerely appreciated Hald. Then he slowly turned his gaze to the doorway. "So it's time for us to act. Remember the plan?" Hald inquired, to which Kitara smiled and playfully waved her hand at him.

"They don't stand a chance!"

A few minutes later, the couple was already walking through the hall towards the goal of their mission. The ceilings in the room were high, so that Kitara could move freely at full height, provided that she dodged the hot wax falling from the chandeliers hung here and there in time.

The two city guards who were on duty at the door visibly tensed up and mechanically double-checked for the presence of gonnes hanging in a sling on their chest. However, there was nothing unusual in the behavior of the guards: anyone would be nervous to see the colossal figures approaching, who were obviously not on the invitation lists, but who, by their entire behavior, showed that official invitations were what other people needed.

"And you call it easy money ?" the guard standing to the right of the door whispered irritably to his comrade. "This is even worse than the time you offered to get a job with that crazy Emperor!" he did not let up. "Look, they are coming right here!"

Unable to withstand the tension, he gave a desperate alarm signal with the heel of his boot at the door. At the very least, he hoped the signal would be taken as an alarm and not as an urgent order for more fried clams for the guests, which would not have surprised the guard in the least; the current employer seemed to him somewhat inconsistent.

"Everything will be alright, buddy!" assured his partner, along the way slapping him on the shoulder. "You take a closer look, what a luxurious lady," he gestured towards the approaching Kitara, "there will definitely be something to tell in the tavern when we finish here!"

"Nothing will be alright! I'm telling you, I've seen this guy somewhere before!" he nodded nervously towards Hald. "We must urgently ..." he began his suggestion, but Hald and Kitara had already come too close to make any maneuvers.

"Good evening, gentlemen," Hald greeted, "my name is Chadley, Hald Chadley. And this is my beautiful companion, Kitara Twinetall." Noticing that one of the guards was already clearly about to object, resorting to gunshot arguments, Hald hastened to dispel his doubts in the bud: "Doctor Coincidence is looking forward to our appearance. Kitara, dear, show the gentlemen our pass."

Both guards looked at Kitara incredulously. Kitara smiled politely at them before leaning over her bag. For a brief moment, a pass to anywhere (as it seemed to the men) really flashed before the eyes of the guards. However, Kitara briskly turned her shoulder to them, and in the next second, they both heard a sound that was strikingly similar to the sound of two bodies of heavily armed men being kicked into the oak door. The receding heavy footsteps of Hald and Kitara, running along the corridor behind the former door, echoed.

"It was worth it, Vincent ..." croaked the guard who had previously occupied a vertical position to the left of the door.

"Shut up, Jach!" hissed Vincent, lying beside him in the rubble of the door frame.

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What is the insidious Doctor Coincidence up to? Will our heroes be able to catch the villains by surprise? Read on for Chapter II of the story!

Day 17, Month 9 (Eleint), 177 AR

"Wildarse"

=== An Interview with Thomas Castemont Pt. 1 ===
Month 4, Day 19, 177 AR

A: "So, Thomas. Thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today, I know you're a busy man. What made you agree to be interviewed today?"

T: "Hmm. Well.. It's been a hectic few weeks and truthfully, I just enjoyed the prospect of a conversation that wasn't about laws, law enforcement, or some other major crisis that seems to occupy much of my time on this island."

A: "I can imagine that a lot of people see you more as the Justiciar than Thomas Castemont. I can only imagine how tiring it must get having to deal with problem after problem."

T: "It can be yes. I find that often many look to me for answers and to make decisions. I wish to aid but I'm but one man and sometimes I simply cannot."

A: "So what do you do when you are not acting as the Justiciar. Is there any personal hobby or activity that you like to enjoy in your free time?"

T: "I do not have much free time. I dedicate much of the free time I do have to aiding the oppressed. Many on this island know me to be a Chainbreaker.

But when I do not do either of those things, I actually really enjoy forging. It's a long time hobby of mine. I often make greensteel weapons and mithril armor from the Arjale and Mithril I find to sell cheaply to new adventurers to help them gain an edge in their training."

A: "What made you learn smithing? Was it out of personal need for better weapons and armor or something else?"

T: "I learned forging in the Order I served in Cormyr. It was always an interest of mine and I took the opportunity to use their resources and their experience to be trained in it. I find it soothing and relaxing, even with my injury. I also do enjoy reading. Sometimes when I need some alone time, I will go sit in my room and read a book."

A: "Any particular kind of book you enjoy? Is Thomas Castemont secretly a romance enthusiast?"

T: "Heh. Not quite. I actually love history. I've found history on this isle in particular very interesting. There is much that can be learned from past mistakes and past victories."

A: "Is there any particular story that you would like to share to the readers? Maybe a specific tale that sparks your interest or an event we could all learn from?"

T: "Truth be told, I've not read nearly as many history books as I'd like. I simply don't get much time. And I hate to admit it but I actually found the History of Benwick very intriguing. Written by the Undead abomination, Adelyn Belle'rose."

A: "Ah, yes. It was a tragic tale from what I heard. The headquarters of an Order that was overtaken by devils."

T: "Indeed. And still to this day Devils run rampant in their halls. Triadic statues and altars in ruin. It is very saddening."

A: "Speaking of history though, what do you hope to be your legacy one day in the future?"

T: "My legacy? Hm, I truly doubt people will remember when I'm gone. But that right there.. That is the legacy I hope to leave behind."

Thomas gestures to a large pillar of smooth grey granite. At the bottom of the small monument is an image of a pergola wrapped in trumpet vines, progressively moving inward where blooms begin to form among a void of light. At the forefront, the vines at first appear to be wilted and dried against cavernous stalagmites, typical to the Underdark, closing in at either side to be strangled in lichen and fungi. Vague figures start to move inward towards the blooming light, rings of steel scattered across the portrayed cave floor, shattered or broken, as the stone turns to grass the farther the figures move. A list of names occupies the space above the image.

A: "Are those the names of all the slaves you have freed?"

T: "Not just me. This is a collaborative effort. But up there are the names of every single person who we've helped to break free from their bonds. Who we've helped to begin a new life. Who we've helped to regain their free will.

You see, while I was chained my son was also held captive in slavery. I was required to gather two million gold for his freedom and have him sent back to Cormyr. Someone helped me a great deal with that and all they asked in return was that I would write a book. A book that would inspire other slaves to take the journey and find the courage and hope to break free of their shackles also.

For what this person did for me, it was the only thing he asked me to do. I had never written a book before, but I agreed. My story is out there already. And most of Andunor knows my name. My name being out there means they know who to contact. And we take it from there."

A: "Who would you consider to be your closest friend or aide? In your victories and defeats, who would you say is someone you have come to rely on greatly?"

T: "Griffy."

A: "Any particular reason why?"

T: "Griffy and I have been through a lot together. We were both chained in Andunor. And he is one of the main reasons I did not lose myself down there. Many seem to believe that every slave down there is willing. That every slave down there choses to be there. And that they chose their actions. They do not. If you do not do what your owners want you to do, you get beaten, lashed and tortured or they will hurt you by torturing the people you've come to care about. They are wicked and vile and they will use whatever means to try and make you conform. Griffy and I connected below. I protected him, but he guided me. Gave me strength and hope. And now, he is my son. I am immensely proud of him and he will always be my example.

People do not understand what slaves have to go through. They have no empathy. Only distrust. I was once forced to fight in the arena there against Griffy and another slave I considered my friend. A firbolg named Ulf. My owner was attacked by a Paladin of the Radiant Heart and she blamed it on me asking for mercy for the Paladin and her friend. As my punishment I was forced to fight against them over a ball. Like a sport. The person who would succeed in taking the ball and defeat the other two opponents would be spared lashes. The other two would receive double."

A: "And what did you do?"

T: "Hm well- Initially I thought I would simply let the other two win somehow. But they knew me too well and said if they caught any of us letting the others win, lashes would be increased. Refusal would have resulted in increased lashes and death. We were accompanied by a very experienced retainer, her First Daughter, and a Gnoll. None of us were fully trained or equipped yet. We stood no chance against them. So we uh.. We complied. I defeated Ulf quickly. But.. I couldn't.. I couldn't hurt Griffy. I tried everything I could to make it look like I was giving it my all. But he beat me and Ulf and I took the lashes. He was spared them.

I know there are loyalists down there. And there is always a risk freeing one of them. There are those who would lie and take advantage. But we cannot give up on all because there are a few bad ones out there. Had that happened, myself, Griffy and others who are now contributing to the Surface Settlements and the defense of this isle, would still be down there. And likely not be the people we are today."

A: "You can never tell one's story from their appearances. I think that not many people know or even understand what you've been through."

T: "I tried to capture it in my book as best I could. Again, I'm no writer so I may not have conveyed it very well. Back then it was all still very raw. Now it's a little easier to talk about. But I am so passionate not only about breaking the shackles, but breaking the shackles of the mind.

You know.. One of the first things former slaves ask me when they first break free is: "What now?" My own journey after I broke free was.. terrifying. I didn't really have any friends aside from Griffy and Alister. I had no job, no purpose. I didn't know this island, the people or how things worked here. And many slaves who break free experience this. Having been told what to do. Not having to make decisions for yourself and suddenly, the world is wide open for you to do whatever you want to do. I try to help them after they break free. With my influence, reputation and relationships as Justiciar I can help them make new friends, help them find a home and a job."

Day 21, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 177 AR

Alter Feith

=== An Interview with Thomas Castemont Pt. 2 ===
A: "What did you do first when you were free of your collar?"

T: "I went to see Evelynn, Griffy and Alister in Guldorand. And I simply held them. We spent hours just talking and.. I slept in a real bed for the first time in years."

A: "How did it feel sleeping in a real bed for once? Did sleep come to you easier or was it a difficult night?"

T: "Heh. I uh.. Ended up sleeping on the floor the first night. After that I simply wandered between Guldorand and Cordor for weeks. Aimlessly. But I didn't know what I wanted to do or where I wanted to settle. Then one day.. I walked past this house next to the Nomad and I noticed it was for sale. I had some gold left and eagerly went to get it. I bought the home and I settled down in Cordor. Fate brought me here. I met friends like Raewynn and Dermia and eventually I gathered my courage and applied to the Justice Ministry as a Magistrate. They declined my application."

A: "Really? They declined you?"

T: "They did. They declined due to my history as a slave. They did not trust me because of it. But I believe they took pity on me and eventually offered me a clerical job. I think they hoped I'd decline it since I was a Magistrate in Suzail for over a decade. But I didn't decline it and gratefully accepted it. I spent most of my days studying the laws, doing administrative work, writing court transcripts, and writing and pinning public announcements. I was a legal aide for just over a year. And even then they still didn't really ever trust me. I was eventually promoted to Magistrate, I think more out of necessity."

A: "I think many people are grateful that you were. I can't imagine a Cordor without you."

T: "No? Hm. That's kind of you to say. But there are many who could do this job as well as I can. I'm passionate about the law. I believe it serves to protect people and their rights. It makes all of us equal, yes? Except perhaps for the King and Queen themselves. But otherwise, everyone is equal under the law."

A: "Of course. I don't envy your job though, having to justicate the legal complexities."

T: "It's not easy, no. The hardest part actually is to deal with dissatisfaction. I do not apply sentences to be the bad guy. If people simply follow our very common sense laws, I'd not have to fine people or sentence them to become outlawed. And sometimes, no matter what you do, some people will always be upset. They won't think you've done enough, or they believe you're corrupt or unfair. I am quite used to people name calling me and having a general dislike for me. I am quite used to people name calling me and having a general dislike for me. And that is fine. It helps take the heat off of the Guards if I take the blame for things and am seen as the bad guy. It allows them to do their job."

A: "But do you ever have moments where your personal interests and your duty conflicts? Have you ever had to make a sacrifice as a Justiciar?"

T: "Hm. My personal interests and duty rarely conflict. And when they do, I delegate matters to others. I cannot be bought. I treat friends the same way I will treat someone I've never met. This is justice, where everyone is equal. But I am well aware of the power of perception. So, if there is a conflict of interest, I let someone else handle it."

A: "A wise position. It's too easy to want to deal with something yourself and potentially ruin things."

T: "I honestly try to delegate as much as I can. I have very capable and talented people who work for me. I'm truly blessed. But sometimes it's difficult to delegate and there are things that simply cannot be delegated. I'm eager to see each of them grow in their careers here in the Justice Ministry though."

A: "But that's enough about Thomas the Justiciar. Let's focus on Thomas Castemont for a moment. When times are hard and your body is tired, do you have a comfort food you like to enjoy?"

T: "Oh uh. Well, I'm very fond of Miso's cooking. But I also just like a really good steak. Or whatever Miss Aera shoves in my hands."

A: "Medium rare or well done?"

T: "Rare."

A: "What about drinks? I know you don't imbibe alcohol but do you have a preference in drinks?"

T: "I uh- I'm quite fond of coffee personally. But I also enjoy the occassional tea or uh.. chocolate milk."

A: "And as a busy man, you probably are often worn down dealing with all sorts of matters. Is there a particular routine you like to follow before sleeping?"

T: "Not really before sleeping no. But I do like to have a routine when I wake up. Which is coffee and news. I tend to make the rounds in the barracks and then the public board catching up on everything. If there are no emergencies I will go to other settlements and read the news there too. If however I had a choice? Before bed I'd love to simply unwind, read, have tea.."

A: "Should I start a petition for you to be let off work by nighttime?"

T: "Heh, I've long searched for a second Justiciar truth be told. But most of my people tend to become absent when they become Magistrates. I've never really found someone I trust enough to be Justiciar. Who is as hard working and diligent."

A: "What if you had a Wish? What would you wish for? A second Justiciar?"

T: "No. I'd wish for the end of slavery."

A: "As expected of Thomas Castemont. Well, I think I've got enough material to write more than a few pages. Is there anything you would like to say to the readers before we end the interview?"

T: "Hm. I suppose.. I'd mostly like to say that every Guard, every Justice employee and everyone else in the Government is doing their best to create a city that is safe and hopefully welcoming to most. Sometimes, Guards especially, have to be firm and decisive. Rather than judging them, support them. They have the hardest job of anyone in this city and are often under scrutiny. But they do the best they can with what tools they are given. I'd ask simply not to make their jobs harder and to show them some kindness and gratitude for the work they do."

A: "And for our closing question. If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?"

T: ".. Patient. Well uh- sometimes."

A: "Ha, well that's four words but I'll let that slide. Thank you for agreeing to the interview and I'm certain our readers are grateful as well."

T: "Thank you, it was fun."

Day 21, Month 4 (Tarsakh), 177 AR

Alter Feith
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