The Lerilin Breeze, 453

THE LERILIN BREEZE

Vol 15, No 7, Lucky Moon, 453
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Welcome readers, one and all. We hope you have enjoyed the most prosperous of lucky moons, and a joyous close to the blissfully dry autumn. What did the world have in store for us this moon? Let us not dally and find out together: breathe in deep, and take in the invigorating air of the Lerilin Breeze!



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THE LERILIN BREEZE

Vol 15, No 1, Waking Moon, 453
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Rebirth, renewal, rejuvenation, resurrection, regrowth. The flowers bloom, and as the moon wakes and rejoices, so do the Disciples. Whether you rang in the new year with those reverent pilgrims in the annual procession, or with the irreverent patrons down at The Roasted Barley, or a little of both, we welcome you back one and all. So breathe in deep, and take in the invigorating air of The Lerilin Breeze!

DIGEST OF EVENTS

AT A GLANCE

THREE THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW NOW:
1) The annual Dawn of the Disciples pilgrimage made stops in the various towns and cities of Oberin to disburse a wide variety of donations, and is currently on track to make its final stop in Mirith, a few days behind schedule.
2) Undead forces attacked the pilgrimage on at least two separate occasions, but thankfully, none of the pilgrims came to any serious harm.
3) The investigation into the sudden and inexplicable death of Father Evaristos this last Fighting Moon appears to have stalled. The answers, we hope, are out there.

GOOD MOON FOR:
1) Fashion choices, after Mayoress Kaoveth repealed an archaic and almost entirely forgotten ban on going beltless.
2) Lobstermen, who are reaping the benefits from the steep climb in prices on all lobster-based dishes, from soup to pie to boiled.
3) Divine Judgment, after a fierce storm engulfed the new Mirith colony in the later stages of the moon, battering its shores for days on end. The torrents did not show any signs of abating as we went to press.

BAD MOON FOR:
1) Getting your feet wet, after a pod of unusually aggressive sea turtles reportedly attacked a group of beachgoers on the eastern shores.
2) Staying dry, after a separate storm system blowing in from the Windswept Isles caused landslides around the volcano.
3) Sweet tooths, after a large shipment of Gohoran chocolate went missing on its way to Lerilin.

A CLOSER LOOK

Goddess be praised, for the annual Dawn of the Disciples pilgrimage went without tragedy for another year! For this year, we had the budget to hire an embedded reporter to follow along the route alongside the pilgrims. We were able to interview a number of the pilgrims along the route, as well as some of the help.

We spoke to one Sister Merhild, a priestess who maintains the gardens in the temple. Sister Merhild told us of how all the brothers and sisters used to take vows of silence for the pilgrimage, but that starting in 453, the vow of silence has been discouraged - “I miss it”, is all she had to say. (Most of the others did not seem to mind the change.)

Elsewhere, Chef Jesper had a culinary crisis of his own to worry about: “The pilgrims decided they could do without spices this year. The audacity!” Upon learning about the sheer horror of this oversight, our embedded reporter immediately took a leave of absence from the pilgrimage, risking the solo journey to Mirith to bargain for some extra spices from the merchants in town. Chef Jesper was so thrilled with this, that he parted with one of his finest quality chef’s knives by way of gratitude.

But before we forget, we must also discuss the first leg of the journey, the longest and perhaps the most perilous. Thanks to the efforts of the local guild Diluculo Guardians, among other adventurers, the pilgrims were able to make the long trek from Lerilin to Marali unscathed. But it was not for lack of trying on the part of the escort - a shockingly high number of undead creatures assailed the travelers at the Mirith-Lerilin bridge, and at every turn thereafter. Everything from skeletons and zombies, to bone mages and even skeleton archers, reared their ugly skulls on the journey.

Thankfully, the pilgrimage from there on out experienced far less excitement, excepting a near-miss in Gohoran, in which local adventurers thwarted an attack by mercenaries. Various pilgrims also voiced their gratitude for a certain Mr. Wong, who helped to protect the pilgrims from a variety of wildlife threats in the later stages of the journey.

As we go to press, the pilgrims were still in Welif, their final waypoint before coming to the end at Mirith, the City of Elara itself. We wish them a safe and uneventful journey!


A WORD FROM OUR SPONSORS

Hear ye, builders, makers, crafters, and all manual laborers far and wide! For those of you seeking to do away with the pains of your aching, creaking joints, all you must do is acquire a tin of lion balm.

A fine and rare liniment known to help relieve rheumatic and arthritic pains, lion balm is now prescribed by physicians from north to south. But only one witch can make it well and truly correct, using her special formula, which includes the oil of the camphor tree, the flower of the lion’s tooth plant, and actual lion’s tooth. Let your ailing joints trouble you no more - seek out the apothecary Aelea in the eastern Mirith woods, and inquire about the balm and any other embrocations.

Cannot make the journey? Fear not, for the good apothecary will be visiting Lerilin for the Red Moon.


IN CLOSING

As the rainy season continues and approaches its final moon, make sure to stay prepared and vigilant. One never knows when misfortunes will strike!

Best to play it safe, and hunker down at home with your favorite novel, or find your friends at the Roasted Barley to share a nice steaming cup of ginseng tea, and perhaps something stronger. Whatever you choose, dear readers, treasure it dear - for life's little enjoyments deserve nothing less!

- Sulovir Soryn the First

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  • THE LERILIN BREEZE

    Vol 15, No 2, Growing Moon, 453
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    Goodness – just like that, we have arrived at the conclusion of spring! Springtime, so full of life, so redolent of youth… and all of them gone too soon! But here on these pages, we like to let the season linger a little while longer as we take a leisurely look back. So breathe in deep, and take in the invigorating air of The Lerilin Breeze!

    DIGEST OF EVENTS


    AT A GLANCE

    THREE THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW NOW:
    1) Assassins continue to target lone mages in the northern wilderness.
    2) The Division of Diabolical Devices has fallen deadly quiet, but still appears to be in firm control of the walls they have built around the laboratory of Haven.
    3) The King was spotted in New Mirith… giving us a whole lot of questions, but precious few answers.

    GOOD MOON FOR:
    1) Stopping and smelling the flowers, after the Andris Botany Institute recorded its biggest vernal lotus superbloom in decades.
    2) Treasure hunters, after a variety of tokens and other trinkets were discovered in various locales, from the volcano all the way to the Sleeping River.
    3) Port Gast, which has already begun to see increased port activity on account of two local enterprises that mark the upcoming Red Moon Festival as their peak season: Gast Chandlers, and O.E. Floral.

    BAD MOON FOR:
    1) The MSL, whose Snake Oil Scrub failed to impress at the market.
    2) Those rabid turtles, after it turned out that they had all in fact ingested bottles of poison that were apparently dumped on the eastern beaches.
    3) Forest Trolls, many of whom were unceremoniously butchered above Welif after they attempted to expand beyond the boundaries of their cavernous palace.

    A CLOSER LOOK

    We begin with a nod to our devout neighbors to the south, who had another busy moon this year on account of the annual Feast of Elara. The Feast of Elara is another solemnity, and one of the more important and most widely observed days on the liturgical calendar of Brigobaen. Celebrated while the Growing Moon is at its zenith, and the verdant blooms of springtime are at their most lush and full, the Feast celebrates the legacy of Elara, and specifically, the Emergence from Haven, when She banished the Black Plague, led the Disciples out, and founded the City of Mirith. Those who come to visit Brigobaen during the Feast are always quick to note the prominence of eggs on the temple grounds. The egg features heavily in the iconography owing to its status as a symbol of the rebirth of the earth in spring—the growth and regrowth of life. The height of the Feast is the traditional Egg Dance, which takes place at the temple center, with pixiefolk and humanfolk dancing in tandem, causing a riot as they try in vain not to step on the eggs!

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    An artist’s rendition of the solemnity.

    But for the big story emerging this moon, we must turn elsewhere, to the Mirithian colony to the east. We are still piecing together the many fascinating details, including but not limited to: beaches overrun with sand spiders, galleons filled to the brim with swashbuckling pirates, and a storm so massive that it reached even the shores of Lerilin. But none of these details intrigue quite as much as the alleged sighting of the King. According to Brother John of Lerilin, who heard it from Sister Cecilia of New Mirith, the King was seen shortly after the storm had passed, stumbling naked through the colony, leaving bottles of rum in his wake. Rumors suggest that Mirith Captain Farn Rigg was also involved somehow in the debauchery.

    But because this story is still developing, we will avoid making further conjecture about the incident, and instead turn to the tantalizing subject of the King’s wellbeing. Speculation continues to grow: has good old King N’eroth finally succumbed to his father’s madness? If only it were so simple! What we are seeing now, from the colony to the bridge, can be nothing else but the synthesis of his father’s madness and his mother’s cruelty. One need not be a baker to see that this is a recipe for disaster. The only surprising thing about it? That the man didn’t crack much sooner! But crack, he did, and so all we can do now is to trust, and hope. Hope that the Goddess will protect us from the troubles the King is sure to leave in his wake—and hope that we will have the strength to stand up for what is right.

    On a separate, no less grim, note: the Breeze would like to issue another warning for our more adventurous readers. We have received renewed reports of black-clad assassins targeting unaccompanied mages in the great wilderness of the northern continent. Please take all necessary cautions—potions included!—before braving the woods. This is especially urgent given the increased surge of monsters that will soon result from the inauspicious blood moon that waxes menacingly above, beckoning fell creatures forth from their lairs.

    But it wasn’t all bad, dear readers! For you will have one less thing for you to worry over on account of the changing of the seasons. Terrible storms (like that which just struck the colony) should become far less commonplace as we move out of springtime, and into summer; out of the five moons of the wet, and into the five moons of the dry.


    A WORD FROM OUR SPONSORS

    Greetings, friends of Lerilin – I am Malas. Might you be hunting for a more peaceful pastime with which to occupy yourself during the Bleeding Moon ahead? Then hunt no more, and journey instead to the Lerilin Library for a special book sale.

    Be not surprised at this announcement, friends, for our fledgling library did a little Growing of its own, this last moon. Thus, for the first time in our brief history, the need has now arisen for us to embark on a special journey. A much maligned yet much needed journey that is undertaken every day in every library worth its salt: the journey of weeding! So, friends, do not mourn the passing of these books from our shelves; rather, rejoice at the new life that our library promises to gain as a result. And rejoice, perhaps, at the prospect of acquiring some volumes for your own collection. What volumes, you may ask? Allow me to whet your appetite with just a brief preview of some of the many titles that could soon be yours!

    A Counterblaste to Ginseng
    How to Get More Fun Out of Smoking Wormwood
    How to Succeed in the Tailoring Business in the 440s
    Dressing the Duchess: The Tirana Wardrobe
    Atlas of the World (451)
    Acting Out the Tomes of Elara with Mimes, Puppets, and Clowns


    Enticed? Terrified? So are we! So waste not another moment, and visit today, friends of the library!


    IN CLOSING

    Now we must bid farewell, as we begin our preparation for the warmer days ahead. In the spirit of the moon now behind us, we offer a benediction: may the Goddess’s blessings be upon you all as you make your own preparations for the struggles to come. And above all else, dear readers… watch your back!

    - Sulovir Soryn the First
  • THE LERILIN BREEZE

    Vol 15, No 3, Bleeding Moon, 453
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    First of all, if you are reading this from abroad, that means you are checking in on the news during the Red Moon Festival. While we admire your commitment, it’s time to put that paper down and hurry over to Lerilin! And second of all, remember to come prepared. Strange haunts and mysterious dangers are known to sweep our humble little village in the earliest stages of the moon. So, now that we’ve got that out of the way, let’s take a step back: breathe in deep, and take in the invigorating air of (an abbreviated issue of) The Lerilin Breeze!

    DIGEST OF EVENTS


    AT A GLANCE

    THREE THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW NOW:
    1) The Keeper of the Flames, Ms. Keri, made a safe return to Lerilin just as we went to press, allowing for the continuation of the Lerilin festival tradition for yet another year.
    2) Phase serpents were found wreaking havoc in a variety of aquatic ecosystems. The threat has, as far as we know, concluded.
    3) A convoy of mercenaries transporting two fearsome abominations—one wraith and one lich—was intercepted by brave hunters in the northwestern wilderness.

    GOOD MOON FOR:
    1) Dragons, who surely enjoyed feasting on the bodies of the many hunters who dared to intrude on them during the frenzy of the Bleeding Moon.
    2) Druids, after lava spiders expanded their hunting grounds to the beaches outside the volcano for the duration of the moon.
    3) Robe collectors, who reported an expanded selection of colors to purchase at the legendary Silver Leaf Shop.

    BAD MOON FOR:
    1) The Mayoress, after her eldest son Relkin was reported missing. Please contact us with any tips or information on this very pressing matter.
    2) The SSS Grantham, after the Southwest Sailors ship was commandeered by pixies at Port Gast, and then torn apart by unidentified vagrants.
    3) Visiting Hermit Lake, after dry lightning sparked a bushfire outside.


    IN CLOSING

    Festive responsibilities now call us away from the writers’ desk, dear readers, so we will leave you to your own preparations. Take heed, take care, and take plenty of gold with you on your way there!

    - Sulovir Soryn the First
  • THE LERILIN BREEZE

    Vol 15, No 4, Red Moon, 453
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    From candlefire to wildfire… and festival levity to sunlight longevity… Lerilin was all ablaze for its annual midsummer festival: the Festival of Flames to some, and the Red Moon Festival to others. A traditional and solemn occasion going back ages, but one that has been marked by a dramatic increase in tourism and commerce over the course of the last three years. Whether you followed every game, or you didn’t catch a single one, we have got you covered: so breathe in deep, and take in the invigorating air of The Lerilin Breeze!

    DIGEST OF EVENTS


    AT A GLANCE

    THREE THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW NOW:
    1) The village conducted another successful festival, the first one under the leadership of our new Mayoress Kaoveth.
    2) But it was an unusually and disturbingly unsafe year. Our more seasoned observers have noted a marked increase in undead activity over the past three years, even including two lich-related disasters this time around.
    3) Three undead mages from Hell reportedly remain at large after an encounter outside the Volcano. The Mayoress has offered a reward to anyone who can shed any more light on this mystery.

    GOOD MOON FOR:
    1) Candidness, after the spike in undead terror and violence prompted the Mayoress to introduce our new festival slogan: “Honestly, it’s not for everyone.”
    2) The “Foehan Fifteen”, after the recently popular dice game was successfully shortened and executed this year, following its notoriously long debut at last year’s festival, a distressing contest that lasted nigh on twenty-four hours.
    3) Harpie trainers, whose skills have become increasingly in demand with the advent of the harpie courier service now employed by the Gamblers’ Syndicate. The service was instrumental to the Syndicate’s execution of the festival’s Treasure Hunt, a representative said.

    BAD MOON FOR:
    1) Mhara watchers, as the seafolk did not make an appearance at the festival this year. We did, however, receive a report from a diver at the Festival Fish Market, who claims to hear Mhara-song every year while he works at his seaside stand. “Only this year,” he told us, “the songs were more haunting, more morose.”
    2) Sheep shavers, after a number of lambs were observed reacting violently to their shepherds, aggressively attacking them whilst foaming at the mouth.
    3) The Sect of the Crystal, who reportedly lost one of their members inside the Volcano. Their whereabouts are still unknown.

    A CLOSER LOOK

    The first day of the festival was announced by Mayoress Kaoveth in tones most sombre and severe, burdened down as she was by the disappearance of her eldest son, Relkin. But by the wills of Fortune, the tone changed swiftly, for that very same night he was returned to the fold! How it happened was a harrowing tale. Hunters and adventurers from far and wide scoured the lands for young Relkin. The search took them to New Mirith, where they stumbled upon brigands speaking about a ransom. The hunters dispatched the brigands, and followed the trail to the cemetery, and finally to the Hermit Lake, where they found Relkin stripped naked and locked in a cage in a makeshift fort, with Harpies of the Night guarding him.

    But the rescue was not so easy – as sundown approached, the undead began to emerge from the ground, coming as a surprise to both rescuers and kidnappers alike. With each passing hour, new waves of the dead thundered forth from their graves, until finally, as midnight struck, a monstrous lich emerged and wreaked its havoc on the land. The battle was intense, but our heroes prevailed, and Relkin was conveyed to the Mayoress in a tearful reunion. Outlandish rumors began to suggest that Relkin had some familiarity with his kidnappers, through some connection with the ginseng-smoking industry, but we have no interest in pursuing such libelous rubbish, and condemn this rumor's veracity at every level.

    Rather, far more concerning here is the increased magnitude of undead anomalies. Even amongst the eldest of elders, there are none alive today who can recall a time when liches appeared at the festival… and this year, there were not one, but two. (The second lich was found later in the more traditional battleground that is the village cemetery). The veil between the world of the living and the dead is always known to be at its weakest during the time of this midsummer festival. That is how it always has been. But what are we to do if the veil is, in fact, weakening further? For now, let us be thankful for the fact that we have another year to prepare. A Leriliner must be ready for any eventuality, and this is certainly no exception.

    But the show must go on, as they say, and the Festival did exactly that. The gamblers and florists and chandlers all made their mark, decking the village out in lights so bright that they could be seen all the way from Brigobaen. One festivalgoer even had the good sense to gather up the fees required to entice the Foreteller of the Southern Seas, Two-Toed Marie, to visit. She weighed anchor at the docks on her gaper-infested vessel, The Unsparing, and made enough gold that we wonder how her ship managed to stay afloat.

    Another notable highlight of this year’s slate of events was the first annual Breeze Around Lerilin Footrace. Participants laid down their weapons and laced up their boots and gathered at the west gate. At the starting explosion, they raced their way north and around the village, hampered by pixies and ants at every step of the way, while spectators cheered and raved from their stand at the southeast gate. Once all was said and done, and the pixies returned to their cages, we had our winners: In third place, Mistress Shuab of the Mirith Vanguard. In second place, Lord Budic of our very own Lerilin Vanguard. And in first place, from the far north, Lord Nanasisan of GYPSY!

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    The stunning conclusion to the first annual Breeze Around Lerilin Footrace.

    Then there was the Trivia Contest with the Fabulous Alyx (who we wish a speedy recovery following his alarming experiments with a concoction of magical dusts, which festival-goers diligently and unwittingly gathered for him in the guise of a family-friendly Scavenger Hunt). Though everybody was a winner, our three most winsome are as follows: In third place, Sir Gladash from the Sect of the Crystal. In second place, Mistress Shuab of the Mirith Vanguard. And in first place, Lord Varto of Citrinitas Aegis!

    At one point, the festivities were interrupted by a fire that broke out in the Lerilin Baths, underneath the headquarters of the Myrmecologist Society of Lerilin. Undead mages were reportedly attracted to the scene. The fires were quickly stomped out, and the undead aberrations vanquished. But the investigation revealed a striking truth about the cause of the fire: something went dreadfully wrong with the Society’s latest batch of their “Magma Fountain” soap scrub, the production of which involves a copious amount of volcanic ash and even, rumor has it, minute quantities of explosive dust, which is said to act as a powerful exfoliant. It was a major disappointment for the Society, who was forced to abandon their plans to create a limited-time-only product line using the ashes from the town bonfire, which are prized for their protective spiritual powers. All in all, it was not a good look for the M.S.L., whose sales this year were already in free-fall, even before this eyebrow-erasing incident. Quite the debacle, dear reader, and yes: villagers have already started calling the event the “Bath Bomb”.

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    Fire breaks out on the middle level of the Lerilin Baths.

    Lastly, we will note for due dilligence the fact that we overheard multiple rumors about dead trees magically springing forth from the ground at the bank, right around the First Quarter Moon. Second-hand sources suggested the appearance of ghostly fog, sentient jack-o’-lanterns, beady-eyed bats, creeping shadows and laughter on the wind. However, when we pressed all those who could have witnessed such a disturbance firsthand—the Guards, the Greeter, and the Keeper of the Flames—we were met with a litany of reactions ranging from mirthsome laughs to blank stares. What really might have happened on that day, if anything happened at all? The village may never know.

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    An artist’s rendition of the scene at the bank.


    A WORD FROM OUR SPONSORS

    The Gamblers’ Syndicate would like to thank all of the Breeze’s readers for making another wonderful and prosperous festival possible. They would like to use this space to leave you with just a simple message: “See you at Blue Moon!”


    IN CLOSING

    But for our part, we look forward to seeing you again once the nascent Harvest Moon reaches its conclusion, whether you are reader or contributor (and we could always use more of both!). So may you have a far less dramatic but no less profitable time as you hone your chosen crafts, and may the Goddess’s blessings be upon you all!

    - Sulovir Soryn the First
  • THE LERILIN BREEZE

    Vol 15, No 5, Harvest Moon, 453
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    The days grow cooler, the leaves grow older… it is autumn time again. Some turned inward to take in the blessings of the moon and hone their crafts in silence and solitude. Others turned outward to participate in the storied hunts of the northeast. But whether your moon was a Hunter’s Moon or a Harvest Moon, or a little of both, it’s time to take a good look back. So breathe in deep, and take in the invigorating air of The Lerilin Breeze!

    DIGEST OF EVENTS


    AT A GLANCE

    THREE THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW NOW:
    1) The Remote City of Marali called adventurers from far and wide to participate in their second iteration of the now annual Great Hunt of the Harvest Moon.
    2) Mercenaries were spotted on two separate occasions during the Great Hunt: first on the coast of the Lion Peninsula, and then at the old ruined cemetery at Aborek.
    3) Master Denreth, formerly of the Black Hand, was seen outside the volcano shortly after a search and rescue team finally recovered that missing member of the Sect of the Crystal. The nature of Denreth’s presence there, and whether he assisted in the efforts, is unknown.

    GOOD MOON FOR:
    1) Respecting your elders, after a thicket of bracken in the far north successfully summoned some of their ancient ancestors to the surface, for the first time in recorded history.
    2) The Queen’s Ruby, whose crystal exports grew to an all-time high this moon.
    3) The MSL, who capitalized on the explosion during the last Red Moon Festival, introducing a new line of combustible scrubs they call “bath bombs”.

    BAD MOON FOR:
    1) Long walks on the beach, after a large ant colony made a home for themselves on the sands west of the volcano. Eye witnesses report that the ants had been lured to the scene with candies and pie.
    2) Going to church, after the road to Brigobaen became overrun with a quiver of gooeys.
    3) Pumpkin pie lovers, after a hard-hitting mildew devastated pumpkin crops far and wide.

    A CLOSER LOOK

    In the far northeast, we are told, the hunters of Marali engaged in battle after battle with the undead forces of The Creed: a veritable army of wraiths, liches, skeleton archers, and other “lesser” undead foes. Skirmishes took place all over the continent, from the Duldrus Bridge to the North Marali Woods; from the Ruins of Aborek all the way down to the Rift of Foehan… and every conceivable patch of forest in between. The hunters were joined, at various stretches, by Commander Rydelia Fayn, Mother Altaira Mei, and even the legendary Mr. Peytra Gray, Heir of Ybarra. Various dignitaries from Mirith, as well as our very own Budic of the Lerilin Vanguard, also answered the call to arms.

    The City of Marali reports that the campaign was an overall success, while also noting that several legions of undead were able to escape on numerous occasions. Maralian intelligence further suggests that the enemy’s tactical retreats were successful in large part due to the arcane portal system they employed, a system which is alleged to involve candles in some way. And of course, few will be able to forget the particularly gruesome murder of Cormac Gerard, a Marali Scout who was reported missing, only to be found days later, his corpse mutilated and defiled.

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    Outside the Marali bank during the Great Hunt.

    Owing to all the above, it is clear to us here that the northern city’s struggles with the Creed are far from over. Nevertheless, with the Hunt now past, Marali appears to be in a better position than it was before the campaign. We can only imagine the earnestness with which they must look to the future, and the clearer skies ahead.


    TRIVIA

    With the year halfway gone (already?!), it’s trivia time here at the Breeze. Challenge your friends and family… glory and bragging rights go to the victor!

    I. What is the name of Mayoress Kaoveth’s eldest daughter, who now runs Mom’s Bake Shop?

    II. When asked about this individual, Duvalle will say, “The best friend of Andris!”

    III. This person lived during the Second Era, and is considered to be the first ever practitioner of Black Magic.

    IV. The Venom Priests were known to use this item as a portal key to their secret cave.

    V. Kang’s Road stretches from ______ to ________.


    A WORD FROM OUR SPONSORS

    Greetings once again to our favorite villagers, from the Myrmecologist Society of Lerilin. We have come to present you with a once-in-a-harvest-moon opportunity from our Baths division: a half-off sale on all bath bombs! Bring this parchment to your local myrmecologist to take part, and select from any and all of the following explosive new concoctions:

    “The Rift”, a crimson soak with hints of apple and spices.

    “Partitioning the Curio”, a brilliant blue ball of wonder that pops and sparkles with cedarwood and mint.

    “The Eye”, a mesmerizing maroon soak that draws you in with alluring jasmine and sage.

    This offer is good only so long as supplies last… thus, tarry not and venture forth to the Baths!


    IN CLOSING

    Let us jump right to it - how did you score?

    (ANSWERS)
    I. Keana
    II. Majara
    III. Kinsul
    IV. Bracken Seed
    V. Aborek to the Lerilin Bridge.

    (ERRATA)
    In the previous issue, 15.4, we erroneously referred to the Mirithian dignitary who placed third in the Breeze Around Lerilin Footrace as “Mistress” Shuab – the proper title bestowed upon her is in fact “Dame” Shuab. We are grateful to our Mirithian readers for pointing out the mistake!

    Now then, dear readers, glide upon the gentle winds of tomorrow, and go forth with grace!

    - Sulovir Soryn the First
  • THE LERILIN BREEZE

    Vol 15, No 6, Dancing Moon, 453
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    Traditionally a time of peaceful merriment and lively festivals, The Dancing Moon this year was alive for all the wrong reasons. Ambitious trolls taking over the countryside. The walking dead overrunning the Marali wilderness. Pirates on the prowl once again. To stay safe, dear readers, you must stay informed… so breathe in deep, and take in the invigorating air of The Lerilin Breeze!

    DIGEST OF EVENTS


    AT A GLANCE

    THREE THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW NOW:
    1) The residents of Troll Woods enacted a grandiose plan to expand the “Troll Palace” into the forests above, but were rebuffed.
    2) A gigantic stone structure guarding undead abominations was found and destroyed on Marali’s Poison Island.
    3) A band of pirates, apparently in command of a vast legion of fierce poisonous creatures, ambushed a delivery caravan at the Mirith portal. With great difficulty, the Mirithians managed to recover their stolen goods.

    GOOD MOON FOR:
    1) Brigobaen, after demand for holy water skyrocketed in both Lerilin and Marali.
    2) Tourism, after one of Marali’s many liches allegedly made plans to visit Lerilin (thankfully, he was detained.)
    3) Competition, as a vendor of rare foods and beverages set up a temporary stand in the Port of Welif, offering a fresh and much more expensive alternative to The Dead Hayate.

    BAD MOON FOR:
    1) Island vacations, after a wandering druid was attacked by mercenaries in the sight of the guards of The Pillars.
    2) Bookworms, after a curious new scroll was discovered in Marali—only for its discoverers to find that it was magically sealed and could not be read.
    3) The Gestalts, who are reportedly being stalked by bone mages now.

    A CLOSER LOOK

    For this segment, let us begin by examining the troll hullabaloo east of Welif. After the full moon, the Breeze staff travelled to the woods and met a friendly forest troll named Seji, whose job is to organize the “Burning Golem Fest” every year (an ancient and oft-misunderstood troll tradition). Seji told us all about his very big problems, of how “redmens” came and enlisted many trolls to fight, encouraging the trolls to expand their majestic, cavernous palace into the busy, sunlit forests up above. At this, Seji shouted vehemently: “palace big enough already! Palace must be underground only! Now is time for dance, not fight!”

    With chest puffed out, Seji went on to instruct us how, each year, he and his brethren come to dance in peace, and how they even deign to dance with us “stinky” humans and our noxious perfumes! But the “redmens” wanted trollkind to war with humans, causing Seji all sorts of headaches, and bringing disgrace to the time-honored traditions of the Dancing Moon and the Burning Golem Fest. Now, to make up for it, Seji and his more peaceful brethren have been working night and day to tear down the walls. We thanked Seji for his time, paid him in “zoom zoom necklaces” as he had requested, and continued to survey the area.

    The fortifications did, as rumored, appear to be bigger than Mirith in size. On the day of our meeting, Seji and his crew had already taken down a majority of the inner walls, but the outer structures were surprisingly sturdy, and still very much in place. Curiously, the outer palisade appeared to be aiding in the growth of juvenile bracken, an alarming number of which could be found all around the walls. We presume this has caused additional delays to Seji’s herculean task, and we wish him all the best as he and his brothers and sisters continue with their noble deed. (And the work still continues even now, as we go to press, as hunters in the area have been able to confirm.)

    The other big talk of the town this moon was the dire gathering of undead abominations that was reported on the Poison Island of Marali. Anxious Leriliners drawing lines on maps were quick to point out that this island really isn't all that far from our humble village, after all. But thankfully we had nothing to fear: brave hunters from far and wide gathered to exorcise the area in its entirety. Curiously, they also found a mysterious sealed scroll at the center of the anomaly. Oberin’s top wizards are reportedly on the case, searching for ways to undo the arcane magics that prevent it from being read. We look on with earnest eyes to see if unraveling the scroll will also unravel any secrets surrounding the continuing undead crisis in the far north.

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    An artist’s depiction of the horrific scene on Poison Island.


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    IN CLOSING

    As the leaves continue to fall, and the most auspicious of moons begins to wax above, please remember to respect all existing travel advisories when going abroad, and in particular, remember to exercise the utmost caution if you really must travel alone!

    - Sulovir Soryn the First
  • THE LERILIN BREEZE

    Vol 15, No 7, Lucky Moon, 453
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    Welcome readers, one and all. We hope you have enjoyed the most prosperous of lucky moons, and a joyous close to the blissfully dry autumn. What did the world have in store for us this moon? Let us not dally and find out together: breathe in deep, and take in the invigorating air of the Lerilin Breeze!

    DIGEST OF EVENTS


    AT A GLANCE

    THREE THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW NOW:
    1) The Lucky Fairy was at it again, spreading joy and mischief to wayward hunters in the most untravelled woods at full moon.
    2) The hall of the secretive Gestalts in Foehan was attacked at least two more times by undead fiends.
    3) A suspicious wizard in black assaulted a small group of hunters to the south of Foehan, before departing in a hurry, leaving few discernible clues about his motives.

    GOOD MOON FOR:
    1) High style, after the Lucky Fairy bequeathed various garments in the hottest new shades to the more fashion-minded adventurers of Oberin.
    2) Gourmands, after the rarest and most expensive of delicacies were cooking up at Caroline’s Kitchen in Welif during the earliest phases of the moon.
    3) Archery competitions, after a local ranger won a glorious duel with an undead bowman somewhere in the western wilderness.

    BAD MOON FOR:
    1) Curious cats, after Mirithian authorities reported uncovering a number of expertly-trapped bags in and around Foehan. The traps were safely disposed of, but were said to contain lethal quantities of explosives.
    2) Southern pirates, who have kept a noticeably lower profile this year, perhaps owing to the increased security measures just passed by the Andrisian Senate.
    3) Pleasure cruises, after two fearsome phase serpents were reported in the southern seas, one at the Tower of Nystral, and one at Temple Isle.

    A CLOSER LOOK

    Due diligence demands that we reexamine the incident south of Foehan—the one with the suspicious wizard—so let us do so, to the best of our abilities! The wizard’s attack was swift and shocking, to say nothing of the onslaught of the skeletal mages and archers. So quick and so intense was the skirmish that none of the eye witnesses could get a good look at the wizard, and thus we regrettably lack any sort of description. However, the witnesses did find a small, hastily abandoned camp, nestled away in one of the nearby bear dens. All that was left on the scene was some still-warm steak flambé, some explosives, and a curious note: “Traditional wizard garb. Keeps odd schedule. Very powerful - be cautious.” The note, we are told, burst into flames as soon as the hunters finished reading it. The spontaneous combustion did not have any readily apparent source, which we admit is most frightening and unusual.

    What connection this incident may have to the other goings on around that town, if any, is uncertain. Perhaps we are simply overreacting, and disregarding the simple fact that such strange characters and roguish deceptions are only to be expected in that neck of the woods. Because Foehan will, after all, always be Foehan.

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    At Caroline’s Kitchen.


    A WORD FROM OUR PARTNERS

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    IN CLOSING

    What’s that you say? Blue Moon is upon us again already? By golly, it is! We wish you all the happiest of festivals, should you choose to attend, and the happiest of seasons anyways if you don’t! As usual, our next issue will be a very short one while we send our staff on vacation, but we look forward to seeing you all the same. And one last reminder before we send you off: Blue Moon marks not only the beginning of winter, but the beginning of the wet season as well – so do be sure you are prepared to weather the coming storms!

    - Sulovir Soryn the First
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