Vallaki - Nobles' District

[Lightweaver]

The Templars sworn to the Refuge of the Fifth Light and volunteers among the Ezrite Congregation are seen throughout the day cleaning the exterior of the building. This duty troubles the dutiful men and women as more than once are their efforts sabotaged; the defacement they had sought to remove returning after they had returned within. Surprisingly, neither the individuals of the affluent district nor the Garda would provide any answers to the inquiring faithful.

The vandalism is swift with rotten vegetables, decaying fish, mud mixed with various unmentionables, and crude scrawling messages of hate. The condemnations dismiss the faith as Dilisnya Poisoners and demand their return to Borca.

[mooner]

Shortly after dawn, a number of Vallaki's guardsmen enter the Adamachi Brewery - located just outside the Nobles' District. The idle susurration of the Warehouses is soon accompanied by the sound of a clearly rigorous search, with the commotion lasting until just until noon. Afterward, the group leave and pass through the northern gate up toward the Burgomaster's game reserve.





Throughout the course of the afternoon, the Garda seem to scour through every inch of the woodland in a determined investigation. Eventually, after a brief conversation at the reservation's entrance, they return back to the confines of the city's walls. Whether they found what they were searching for is not yet certain.

[Last Exit to Barovia]

The newest Warden to the Refuge of the Fifth Light is seen around the disctrict tending to the gardens of the temple and the public park. Despite the frigid weather she works with her hands to rid them of what weeds she can.

She is seen greeting the wealthy residents, passing guards, and church goers alike, reminding them of the coming service, to be her first sermon as Warden, urging them to come.

[Maffa]

At dawn, a consistent flow of people have been seen flowing in the Ezrite Rectory during the whole day. At times, even the thick walls could not contain a few yells, some of which to bring the calm down.

After two night and three day cycles, finally the now large crowd crowd trickles out, still discussing things in ushered voices by small groups while walking away.

[Darth_SHAKER]

Warden Danika has missed this week's Fifth Day Service. And no one has seen her in the past three or four days....

[JustMonika]

At the crack of dawn a copper haired woman with a Richemuloise accent arrives in Valaki. At her waist hang a pair of stakes, and shortly after she takes a room at the Blue Water Inn, her luggage arrives in the form of a wagon of neatly bound books. Occasionally when she moves, the glint of silver.

A monster hunter is in town.

[DM Indolence]

A column of a half-dozen mounted Garda, some fresh-faced youths and other scarred veterans, makes procession from the eastern gates come first light of dawn. They tow behind them a man in shackles, half-dragged in their dusty wake. Some of the townsfolk mark the man's name as Sergei Anton Vadu, recently disgraced member of Burgomaster Svari Ionelus's militia. They ride hard along the Svalich road, and are not seen again come Noapte. When they finally return, Vadu is not in their company. The condemned man is never seen again.

[DM Indolence]

A quartet of men wearing black and red regalia with the emblem of some fierce bird of prey make their way to the Blue Water Inn, one astride a fierce warhorse and wearing plate mail with a rattling plume of metal at the back. Thereafter, most of them depart, leaving a single man behind. He keeps to himself, enjoying the occasional glass of tsuika and giving little cause for trouble or concern, despite the occasional dark look the locals give to the brand burned into his forehead.

[Agony]

A garda nails a notice to the door of the Refuge of Fifth Light:

To Your Leadership,

Let it be known that a representative from your organization has been summoned to appear at the Burgomaster’s Court help January 14th, 778.

At least one person with the authority to speak for you all is required to attend by order of the Burgomaster.

Let this serve as due notification.

Signed,
Private Ecaterina Zamfir,
On behalf of the Vallaki Garda

[Mark Johansen]

A garda is seen moving around the district erecting signs on the most traveled spots and roads.

NOTICE  - SUPPLEMENTARY TAX


In accordance with the wishes of His Excellency, and in light of the ease and plenty that does bless them THE PEOPLE OF VALLAKI are to render unto his servants a SUPPLEMENTARY TAX of THREE HUNDRED WOLF FANG. No man, woman or child of BAROVIAN BIRTH within the bounds of the municipality will be excused from giving unto their LORD his due upon pain of death.

Be it known that there will be no delay tolerated and those who withhold their means beyond the month may draw scrutiny for their failure to share their abundance with their rightful ruler.


⚖️ VALLAKI BOUNTY AND COMMISSIONS OFFICE ⚖️

[Skelni]

Some might see numerous Garda moving about the district, buckets, rags and linen sacks. Some might even see them scrubbing down the walls of buildings within the district.

Though if anything is getting clean, is near impossible to tell against the battering rain.

[Famous Seamus]

As dusk canopies the Barovian sky and the well-to-do locals begin to part ways for the day, a hooded, wounded figure in white and gold trudges into the northern gate of the city. He moves swiftly and with purpose, two mangled bodies tied securely to his own. Disregarding any stares from the Barovians he passes, he presses on against the darkness and through the city, toward the Sanctuary of Eternal Dawn.

[DM Despot]

Talks of the festival still buzz throughout the wealthy caste of Vallaki, with many gossiping about the attendees and the affairs that went on during the festive day. What sticks out the most, though, and buzzes the most, is the sight of Svari Ionelus and Florica Romulich together throughout the day, seemingly muttering to one another and exchanging pleasantries.