Old City Newsletter 08-05-07

From FiranMUX

Ice and snow celebrate the death of one year, praising the birth of the new. The harsh winter chill the Old City, where only the heat of one's blood keeps the alleys alive. Even the rats have holed up to wait out the freezing turning of the New Year.

Sameera, Yelda and Vellutra gather in the warmth of the Barnacle Inn, it's fires blazing, defying the harsh winds outside. Tonight, as they drink out the old year, and drink in the new, a fourth face joins their gossip circle. Opalia, the mistress of the White Dove sits down, joining in their quiet revelry.

"Good t'see ya Op." Sameera starts, pushing a glass over to her. "Might have thought you got ate by th'lions still roamin' around. Folks is still hidin' out, laid up and whatnot. At least it means Niobe ain' yellin' all th'time. But she is goin' to that IstaNydiam party."

Opalia drinks quickly, shaking her head, rather subdued, compared to the fiesty wenches. "No, but one of the girls is dead. The new one, Kalika. She was found by some other whore and some Lord. No one knows if it were lions or... something else." She shivers a little, shaking her head. "Gilin and Evia just found out about it."

Yelda reaches over to offer the woman a comforting pat. "I'm sorry dear. You know what I find always helps? Ferrets. I guess Asalan is selling them, You should go see him and pick one up. I hear those gladiators are something else, besides. Plus I guess his brother, Viklerian was seen around briefly. I wonder what he's up to."

Vellutra hiccups, and lifts her head, by far the most inebriated of the group. "Hey! Geloe's fat! Hehehe. An' boy does it piss her off when you say that. Feck, she an' Furen actually almost came t'blows over it. Guess she chased the Istems to the forum even." Vellutra grabs for another drink, which spills as she passes out again.

The other women just eye their drunken compatriot and her random outburst. Sameera looks to Yelda. "I guess Sariben and Genaros are finally breakin' ties to the Parnassis folk. They've moved inta Sangreos' old house. You think they're startin' t'grow into their legacy? Might be interesting to see."

Opalia shrugs a little. "Surprised they aren't moving into that new place. Lotus Inn, I guess they're calling it. I wonder what this new building'll mean for th'Ol'City. I've missed gossping with you all."

Sameera grins a little. "Oh! Did you hear about that Drikkist? Canot? Such a big stink over stupid gods. I heard the judgment made Raef and Geloe cancel their plans to throw a huge wedding party. Vellutra told me earlier the two were pissed, so I suspect they'll be getting their revenge somehow, with some other party."

The three, with the gentle background of Vellutra's snoring start to chat of the year gone by... the tragedies, the exciting beginnings. They spend the evening in quiet reflection, the unforgiving winds keeping them from going on their ways. The old year has passed. The new one arrives. And so life continues in the Old City.

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On the Roster: Madix Tanju Fannisha

• Niobe is handling the Philomena refresh. If folks have information, like why she's not living at the forge, or whatnot, shoot her an @mail!

TPs:

• Old City Olympics: I haven't heard anything about this, so this week I'll be working up some events and scheduling them. My plan is to have it ready to go for NEXT week (the week of the 12th.) If you'd like to run something during the day, let me know. I'm limited by work, unless someone wants to make me independantly wealthy ;)

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