Stormreach Chronicle 9

NEWS
Reaching New Heights

The other evening I was drinking ale at the Phoenix Tavern with a new lady friend. This, as you know, is not all that extraordinary, but what happened next, surely was! After saying my goodbyes and giving profuse thanks for those who generously paid my bar tab, I stumbled towards home. Using my innately superior sense of direction, I took a detour and came upon a caravan I had never seen before. Next to said caravan was a gate! My curiosity piqued and my sense buzzing, I entered the gate and behold! An enormous volcano looming over a beautiful landscape! I ventured forth into the eerie ambience. Unintelligible chanting echoed from the distance. I took several bold steps forward, when suddenly a pack of ravenous wolves darted around a corner and began chasing after me! ME, yes me. How dare those wolves? Discretion being the better part of valor, I retreated quicker than you could say, 'Warforged Sorcerer.' Due to my incredibly busy schedule, I have yet to return. However, adventurers seeking a challenge should venture into the Searing Heights. Beware of the chanting wolves!

Romancing the Bloodstone

Recently I had an opportunity to honor a local adventurer, Colton Wilder, with my presence for an interview.

Stormreach Chronicle: Colton, thank you for waiting, please tell my loyal readers about this life long quest you have been on.

Colton: Well, you see, I have an unnatural infatuation with a stone that may not even exist. What I seek is the Bloodstone. Supposedly it is guarded by an ancient mummy in the Sands of Menechtarun, but I have yet to find it!

S.C.: You are infatuated with a stone that may not even exist?

Colton: Well, yes. What is so wrong with that? I know it exists though, it calls to me at night. I hear its high pitched wail. It is what spurs me on, what makes this sorry life worth living. I must find it. I WILL find it!

S.C.: You seem rather convinced of this. I wish you the best of luck in your journeys, Colton. Now leave me before you infect me with your madness.

Colton: It will be mine. Mine all mine. Do you hear me? MINE!

That is the point that I ended the interview and ran away fearful for my life. I don't understand why he doesn't just look on the auction house; I bought two just the other day. They make wonderful paperweights.

Battle of the Bards

There have been many complaints regarding the bards of Stormreach lately. Patrons and adventurers alike have stated that they are becoming too stale and bland. In order to remedy this, local bard, Stacata Lumpkins has taken it upon himself to organize a gathering of Stormreach's finest at the Livewood Theater in House Phiarlan. There, they can share trade secrets and become more in touch with their craft. Improved specialization seems to be one of the major topics being discussed. In a related note, several wizards have already appeared to protest the Bard rally. One had this to say, 'How are we supposed to memorize our spells with all this darn noise? These bards have no respect! Crazy kids and their crazy music.'

Classifieds
You saw me, I saw you. You snarled, I trembled in fear. Your horrific glare terrified me. My fleet feet annoyed you as I ran far away through the kobold infested sewers. Don't ever come near me again you stupid troll.

Wanted: Fire resistant cloak. While exploring Searing Heights, I had a tussle with a fire elemental. My favorite cloak is no more. It makes me frown.