The Lerilin Breeze, 453
THE LERILIN BREEZEVol 15, No 10, Sleeping Moon, 453
Farewell, farewell, to year four fifty-three; now the winds of tomorrow glide fast and carefree. With Knowledge’s Light, may we face the new day; and with Wisdom’s Eyes, may we not go astray. But if life grows too numb, and your fortunes all freeze… just breathe in deep, and take in that Breeze!
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THE LERILIN BREEZEVol 15, No 1, Waking Moon, 453
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 EVENTSAT 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1) Fashion choices, after Mayoress Kaoveth repealed an archaic and almost entirely forgotten ban on going beltless.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 SPONSORSHear 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 CLOSINGAs 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