A Land Far Away

Ceri Bevan, the town crier, bellows out this missive from his usual post by the market square: 'IS MAJESTY'S GUARDS BE AWARE THAT BANDITS BE MASSIN' SOUTH O' CORWELL ROAD AN SEEKIN' TAE SPREAD SEDITION AMONG GOOD HONEST FFOLK. THOSE CAUGHT DISTRIBUTIN' THAE TRAITORS' MESSAGE FACE THE FULL PUNISHMENT...

https://i.imgur.com/gllXOV8.png In cantrev Koart, by the road leading into the village, tattered bodies swing in the wind that blows from off the moors; a makeshift scaffold that was erected following the brief bandit occupation of the Mooting Hall Ceri Bevan bellows out the following new message f...

For some days now on a quarter-daily basis, a very disgruntled-looking Ceri Bevan has been bellowing out the following unusual message: THAE KOART SILK MERCHANT BE LOOKIN FER BRAVE SOULS TAE COLLECT THAE SPIDER SILK GLANDS O' GIANT SPIDERS UP IN THAE MOUNTAINS AN BRING EM TA HIM FER GOOD COIN. THIS ...

Ceri Bevan, the town crier, bellows out this missive from his usual post by the market square: MURDER COMMITTED IN THAE CITY! ON THAE TWENTY-SEVENTH DAY O' CHES A MURDER WERE COMMITTED NEAR-BY TO THAE NORTHGATE. ALL GOOD CITIZENS AN' TRUE WITH KNOWLEDGE O' THESE TERR'BLE DEEDS MUST REPORT THEM TO TH...

Important note about your character's in-game knowledge of the Isles : Accurate and useful maps of the geography of the Moonshae Isles are not commonly bought and sold on Gwynneth. Moreover, there is simply no such thing as a complete map containing all the major locations on each Island. To your k...

The festival of Green-Grass takes place on Gwynneth at the same time of year as it does anywhere else, within or without the bounds of the Isles; at the Vernal equinox, a time heralding the coming of spring. During that time, the Ffolk are wont to gather upon the heath, between the Caer and the dru...

UPDATED 8/5/21: NEW SCHEDULED SESSION TIMES Friday evenings, 9pm EST ...plus, ad-hoc DM'ing usually takes place every weekday evening (UK timezone), and we are available to assist with anything you want to do (character stuff, ideas for progressing the main plotline, etc.) whenever - just get in to...

Ceri Bevan, the town crier, bellows out this missive from his usual post by the market square on a windy evening: ON THE EVE O' THAE SECOND TENDAY O' CHES, A STRANGE BEAST WERE SEEN ABOVE THAE HARBOUR. THAE BEAST WAS SAID TAE BE BLACK AN' TAE HAVE GREAT WINGS IT DID A-FLAP MOST VIGOROUS AN SUCHLIKE!...

Corwell has recently been ablaze with rumours about the burgling of a merchant ship, the Silvercrest , that had been moored up at the Corwell docks for only one night when, as rumour has it, the vessel's captain had his cabin broken into and his sea-chest plundered. Tragically, his beloved ancient p...

https://i.imgur.com/G4pBHWc.png Ceri Bevan, Corwell Town Crier This man has a powerful barrel chest and is usually seen leaning on the wooden rail before him, looking out over the town square. From time to time he is approached by a runner who hands him a sheef of parchment, from which he bellows t...

^^Good to know about the ambient sounds, will fix.

Those who have need of small-people armour now know to go looking in Lowhill, the small people village for small people!

If someone's logging in as a DM, they're a DM. Sammael = Zetamog.

We all have secret identities and are watching you from the shadows.

HDM: Bartleby
DM:
Senor T
Zetamog
El Grillo (me)

Best place for contact is the ALFA1 Discord server unless you're asked to post elsewhere

We will add a sticky to this forum with some of this basic information for folks who come a-wanderin' in

Thanks for posting all, these have been added to our task list and I believe some already sorted.

Epe please note that #4 on your list is a feature not a bug.

Keep em' coming, there are plenty to squash but we are gradually working through them.

https://i.imgur.com/tSwJqy0.png Elyas stood on a small mound of earth, looking out towards the swamp that townsfolk called the Rat Hills. It seemed only fitting. Without a sound, he fished a small, intricately carved ring out of his belt pouch. He held it in his palm, and stood there for a long whi...