Carrion Crown (Derby)
- The food at the Laughing Demon isn’t all fun and
games—and it’s no coincidence that Zokar serves
more corpse chowder after unpopular merchants
“leave town,” never to be seen again. If Zokar
invites you into the Demon’s back room for a
complimentary taste of that evening’s chowder,
- Jominda Fallenbridge does more than brew
potions—she brews drugs and poisons as well
and sells them through agents in other towns.
Why else would Sheriff Benjan Caeller be so interested in
- They say that Harrowstone’s executioner still
guards the execution balcony on the western side
of the prison, and that on some nights, his scythe
can be seen patrolling the balcony on its own, as if
carried by an invisible spirit.
- Now and then, if you visit Harrowstone near
sundown, you can hear the ghost of the warden’s
wife wailing and sobbing from somewhere within
the ruins. She haunts the prison now, forever
mourning her husband and attempting to frighten
anyone who intrudes on the prison.
- Stories that Harrowstone is haunted are just
that—stories. The ruins are still dangerous, but
what folks think are ghosts are only the nasty
vermin that live there. Those pesky new ‘uns – they’s
just making up stories to scare us all.
- Have you ‘eard about that there bunch of
new ’eroes? In olden days ’eroes, they went
forth fighting evil and monsters and looting treasure.
This bunch, they’re all lying in bed ‘til noon
reading books and they say the priest has set
up a slate for ’em they’re so poor!
- Ten hours I was waitin’ – Ten bleedin’ hours in
the cold with my bucket to mop off that filth
on the old Memorial. Got there at dawn I did
ready to help the Sheriff, but ‘e says those
blasted new deputies would need to see it to investigate.
Four o’clock in the bleedin’ afternoon they
strolls up, they did, smellin’ to high heaven
o’ summat nasty. They looked about all expert like
and pronounced in their high ‘n’ mighty tones
that it were blood…in the shape of an ‘E’!
I reckon the Sheriff was goin’ to twat ’em hard.
- Poor Kendra Lorrimor. Lovely father just dead
and left all alone in big old ‘ouse. I thought those strangers
were hear to help her – that’s what old General Big Mouth said –
but they’s just a lyin’ around all day doing nutthin in the
Temple but playin’ cards. Good lass is puttin’ on a brave face mind.
After the fall of Harrowstone
- I heard Councilwoman Mirta Straelock say the other day, ’Isn’t it wonderful that our brave Councillor Vashian Hearthmount has saved the town from the recent unpleasantness? He told me the other day that, even though those adventurers up at young Kendra’s were seen to solve the problem, it was really he, Councillor Hearthmount himself, who had performed the dangerous work, but he is too modest to talk about it; except to me of course, so don’t tell anyone!
- I don’t rightly know what happened – we had all that nonsense up at the ‘Arrowstone and then it all suddenly stopped. Then I’s was asked to put me hand in me pocket and pay up so those adventurer’s at Kendra’s could get more money to spend on idling about while I’s has to get on with my farm. Is that right I ask you? Who’s to say them rascals didn’t start all that trouble themselves just to get us to fork out danger money. I’s feeling cheated that’s what I’s feeling.
- I felt it I did – one minute I felt like I was trapped on the Abyss itself with the sky falling in, then the next it was like a warm spring day. Whatever you might say about ’ow hopeless those slugabeds might be, they certainly wrought some good work up at ’Arrowstone.
- I ‘eard young Kendra’s going be staying wiv us a little while longer in her dear late father’s ‘ouse. Some had said she was a-leaving at the end o’ the month with that lummox Gregor and his strange new mates. But I reckons she knows she’d be dead before Tamrivena if all she’d got were that useless bunch looking after her. She’s a wise-un that girl.
- Did you ‘ear about old Gibs Hephenus. He found a stash of his tools buried in his garden all covered in blood and gore – gave the poor old cretin quite a start by all accounts. Sheriff took a look and didn’t seem all that interested – said it was fish and chicken guts and probably a result of Gibs having one too many at the The Laughing Demon.