"...I kid you not. He walked right into town, and he only had one hand. One. Hand!.." "...they say he tore it off at the wrist. The mad bastard ripped off his own hand..." "...I heard it was part of some blood-cult ritual, he sacrificed his flesh - for power..." "...they built him a new one, its made of soulforged ironwood, they say it feels like the real thing..."

Rumor is a group of people traveled across the Scar into Jiyyd to explore the area. Most notable among the group was Troff Legion General Theaon Thorn, the elf Raryldor, and the paladin Steelfin - who had not been seen in the region since before the N'Jast War.

Major kudos & gratitude to our developers: Its_a_fire, for the amazing class and systems updates, including those laid out in the new roadmap post, as well as the crafting systems that I look forward to working with closely. Seisan, for the item drops systems and his involvement & advice with the ongoing systems and itemization development, and overall. And major kudos also to our roleplayers, who provide rich, compelling & entertaining characters. It has been a pleasure to DM for the Moonreachers. The earnesty, sincerity and depth with which you play these characters has made DMing a breeze and a joy.

"ORCS!" Unnoticed by all but a small contingent of bright and richly armored men, a group of orcs filtered into the old camp for reasons unknown. The orcs, including several spellcasters, archers and strong fighters, had even brought a colossal champion, reputedly twice or even thrice the size of the noted legionaire Eragor - one of several adventurers assisting the nobles in the orcish defeat.

In an echo of the past, N’Jast once more stood at Norwick’s gate, demanding the return of a traitorous deserter who stole important schematics from them and ran for refuge in Norwick, else Norwick wholly be razed. Armsmaster Iona called their bluff, and Norwick’s forces, as well as a small contingent of adventurers, were able to drive back the waves of assault with no harm to the town or its civilians- though at the cost of the gate itself. As they retreated, a venomous vow was made- so long as Norwick had what they wanted, N’Jast would be back. A drunken Gondar is seen after, hiccuping while swaddled in his cloak by a barbarian in the Grapevine inn, with other adventurers grimly sitting about, spitting no good words about N’Jast’s audacity. Reportedly, a shattered mug had to be cleaned from the floor.

[[donned in a green robe, the halfling Martoushca Leaffall - one of the city’s gardeners once again takes up a position on the rant stand a few days after her first appeal.]] SONS and DAUGHTERS of PELTARCH! IF I MAY HAVE YOUR EAR AGAIN! I want to extend a sincere thank you to those who have contributed so far, especially legends like Call and Reemul De'Costa who have already generously contributed! There is still a lot to do! Food supplies are beginning to run low, so if you can spare any produce, especially ingredients for soup, dried meats and fish, bread, or if you are a merchant and can arrange for more food to come into the district - your names are sure to be written in the heavens! So again I implore ye, put ye hearts in control of ye coin! Long Live the Jewel! And Death to her Enemies!