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Today... those adventurers who headed towards the Abyss for some hunt might have noticed something different. For start a high amount of manes seem to be appearing here or there over the wastes... screaming and latching against each others until the more powerful demons deal with them.

But that's not the most noticeable thing, as lately a feminine laughter has been heard across the wastes, following those who venture deep... Those more weak of mind and soul, or those who have mixed bloodlines with the lower planes, seems to be even more affected by this laughter as some poor adventurers had reported even whispers onto their ears.... there is even the rumor that some of them don't come back after they head deep into the wastes. But it is a rather dangerous place, so nobody pays much attention to that... for now.

At last a new face is seen around, as a reptilian humanoid who goes by the name of Taz'Darr has also taken quite an interest on the happenings around.

*lanerd was totally involved, although he did not got much of the wispers, just some new crap face that he needs a firm talk with and a bitch that needs some stumping.

After the incidents in the abyss lanerd is rather grumpy for a day because of something happened down there, and he does have a strong urge to return soon*

Rumors circulate amongst travellers of a strange goings-on within the Amian Forest. Some speak of an Old Woman whom was attacked by a Demon, others that the Old Woman was the attacker, and a few, with hushed voices say that the Demon and the old woman were one in the same.

All of these tales seem to have a common theme, a pair of Road Wardens coming upon a Tiefling with a long tail, sat amongst the undergrowth in Amia Forest, babbling of whispers and claiming to have been to the Abyss.

*Flynn could be seen walking around the Dale, a bit on edge and not his usual charming self.*

"Demons! That voice...woman's evil voice! No no no not going to happen not here, not the Dale."

*He would continue to wander the Dale muttering to himself slipping in and out of the shadows going on and on about an evil voice and demons and attacks on the Dale*

News spread from the Dale as something... different happened today as one of the residents screamed around about some demon girl lurking around. The patrols where alerted and they kept an extra eye towards the west side, where this supposed demon girl was seen.

For that night nothing happened... only thing is that those miners working near the Mylock territory do claim to have seen a girl playing around... with a cheerful giggle while doing so.

Not soon after, among the roadwardens, news spread about a shadowy figure walking through the forest more dense areas, but so far no one had looked into that.

*Flyn would stalk around the Dale constantly looking about toward the west and checking the Mylock Hills*

"I know what I saw, I know she is coming..."

*He'd continue his patrolling and upon hearing about the shadowy figure deep in the forest he gets more spooked and stays close to the Dale until he can go investigate with some of his friends*

*as a respince to the varius repors and himself + friends finding issues, lanerd moved his camp to just outside the gate of bendir, offering hospitality to most, and ready to act. he also forges some weapons to keep himself busy*

Once again rumours arrive... this time carried by the roadwardens. It seems that one of their own, a roadwarden called Fendt is missing. He used to patrol the areas near Bendir Dale and the crossroads at the Amian Forest... A troubled woman told the rest of the wardens that he didnt arrive to a date they had planned, when asked his sister Lana, currently reciding at Guldorand, haven't seen him for two days now...

Word is spreading that the Roadwardens will ask help around to find their missing member.

To those who still venture to the abyss... more infighting seems to be taking alongside the wastes, and at the zanshibon itself the guards are reinforcing their turns. Cries and howls form the wastes fill the outter parts of the citdael, something is clearly stirring up the demons.

The troubled woman turns out to be Sarsora, who would quickly talk to other Adventurers who might have met the man, if they had seen him in the past few days...

The resident wereleopard of the forest makes it known she will try and track the missing two legger (if she knew him from lurking past him in the forest) or if someone had an item of his with his scent on it. A note could be left at the Oakmist Vale if her help was wanted!

Days passed... and no sign of the missing Roadwarden, most of his former colleagues fear for the worst.
On Guldorand a lonely woman cries for a brother that one day... simply didn't return.
Some of the common folk, here and there, had been reporting some unpleasant dreams lately... so far it's just street gossip and isolated tales, nothing that concerns many people...

Down on the Abyss things continue as they have been lately as many infightings on the wastes are heard every day. The guards of the citadel have been more active now, but still no sign of a more visible thread is apparent.
Some people talk about a reptilian humanoid who has been coming and going, taking special interest in those who might venture into the wastes.

*A slight, charcoal grey dire wolf can be glimpsed at times by those who know to look picking its way through the green of the forest close to the road, trekking back and forth between the Dale and the Green Lake endlessly sniffing, listening and watching. At other times a slight Elven woman draped in a red cloak and hood stands upon the bridge to the Grove, a large aging dire wolf by her side as she listens to the forest and watches the crossroads!*

At guldorand and Wharftown, some of the residents who had suffered the most during the recent events on the island seem to have a change on their mood... if before they seemed melancholic they now appear happier, doing their duties with renewed energies, most of the time a smile on their faces. But those who are really changed lately are the children, those orphans from cordor start to laugh and play again, when asked why of this they would giggle and run away, cheerfully!

Those with -very- keen eyes might notice a humanoid figure wandering around the troll territory lately, but it can only be watched from the distance as any attempt to get closer to where this figure stands end up with nothing...

Meanwhile, in the citadel of zanshibon movement is seen once again, the guards doubling their patrols and from the wastess more screams and battle cries are heard and the defenses are doubled, whatever is brewing up there it's clear that the power on the citadel is watching... and preparing

Whispers from the Abyss...

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