The News Around Orm

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Here is the latest word floating around the somber taverns-turned tea parlors of Orm:

 The Resplendent Fête has come and gone from the streets of Orm. After seven days of costumed wild debauchery, garish displays of public art, and festival-driven pop-up commerce; the town has turned to a solemn note in preparation for Ostara and its Processional of the Old Gods. There seems to be some anxiety running its course through Orm over whether this year's Fête raged hard enough to create adequate longing in time for Ostara. This has caused a bit of a frenzy for the bitterest teas and blandest stews to carry the Ormese through the traditional abstention from cake, breads, fruits, alcoholic drinks, and other enlivening food and drink. No one wants a repeat of the Processional of the Old Gods from 4192.

 Due to tax revenue short falls from a lackluster holiday, locals are speculating that the Rani will enact taxes on ales, wines, spirits, and cakes once Ostara has passed. Military build-ups around the Impossible Fortress continue to be stalled and many believe remaining debts from the Cerulean Wars are to blame.

 Torchwell Torches is looking for a new spokes being. Their previous spokes woman, Kameel the Torchwell Girl, stopped turning up for work during the Fête. Some claim to have seen her riding out of town with the halfling merchant Bartamus Fludge on one of his pack ferrets while others swear that they saw her signing up with Rajda's Splendiferous Roaming Revue as a pipe weed girl.

 The fishermen from the village of Kêm are back with word of strange sightings out in Sourwood Marsh. Their tales of being stalked through the swamp by shadowy forms with glowing red eyes and star fields swarming among catalpa and oaks of the marshes have added to their psychedelic crawfish-fueled repetoire.

 Local jar mogul Iouri Vas is offering a 100gp reward to any party that return the body of his son Drüg. Iouri's estranged scion ran with a rough crowd and was last seen heading off with some transient fortune hunters on a caving expedition. Iouri would prefer to not have to involve the authorities but will do what is necessary to ensure his offspring takes his rightful resting place in the Vas family crypt.


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