Barovia - Wachter Province - Border Outpost Zeklos

[Paragonville]

A man clad in dark steel entered the small village, if it could be called that, speaking not a word to anyone but the innkeeper for a room.  The figure spends much of his time in the tavern.  When asked for his name, he simply said "Sollomovici."

[Geiger]

The last few days has had a Barovian man stalking the length of Old Slavich between Vallaki and the Wachter estates. He has been advocating himself as a representative of a group of mercenaries and wishes to extend his group's services to the Wachters personally, even willing to pay for the privilege. During the day he is found outside of their gateway chatting quietly with the Guardsmen on duty and by the night he has returned to the Rustic Belvedere.

[jlove916]

[In the Watcher Province, blood flowed as guards and farmers bodies were bucthered in cold blood.] [ On the walls, painted in blood, Ezra's vengence is upon those who harbor the Bloodied One.] [REDEMPTION!]

[Ramika]

[In the Watcher Province, blood flowed as guards and farmers bodies were bucthered in cold blood.] [ On the walls, painted in blood, Ezra's vengence is upon those who harbor the Bloodied One.] [REDEMPTION!]

A young Barovian girl, no more than twenty-two years with pale green eyes, is seen standing outside the Belvedere late in the morning. Having ventured from the upstairs rooms and spotting some of the carnage, she went outside to survey the damage. She is seen stopping long enough to look at the blood puddle she's standing in, the writing, and the bodies, before running out the gates back in the direction of Vallaki.

[Ercvadasz]

A dirty blond haired man seems to be working regularly at the outpost.
Mineing and smelting, chopping wood and working them into various items.
He once or twice a week leaves for Vallaki to return with an Ox on which he uploads the items he has made and ventures to sell it in the district.
Apparantly this artisan has taken up work as a supplier for the Belsescus.

[DM Stygian Witch]

Wachter Patrols are seen marching up and down the Old Svalich Road. Cruel determination etched on the battle scarred faces.

[Paragonville]

Wachter Patrols are seen marching up and down the Old Svalich Road. Cruel determination etched on the battle scarred faces.

Like some angel of death to the bandit clans of the Wachter province, the layman Andrzej Tugurlan is rumored to be slaughtering entire bands of these criminals, leaving their bodies piled off the roadsides to be devoured by carrion.  Just one good sign to leave to these men who patrol the roads.

[DM Stygian Witch]

Come morning another sight of criminal xenophobia is witnessed by the local serfs and traveling tradesmen along the great Barovian highway. Kelos, a known vender and gypsy peddler lays murdered near his wagon of wares. Arrows and numerous booted tracks muddy the scene. Curiously noted would be the fact that none of his property taken, instead all his possessions have been burned and destroyed.

[Better Dread than Dead]

[Rumor spreads of a dreadful butcher with an Invidian espadon coming in the dead of night, ruthlessly cutting down men wearing the Wachter Family's colors. Word spreads that he was sent by the Countess to punish western Barovia and its people for throwing their support behind a pretender. A motley band of adventurers managed to successfully chase him away, but for how long?]

[DM Samedi]

Proclamation from the Overseer of the Zeklos Outpost

On the morning of Februarie 6th two people were found standing over the corpses of good Wachter Soldiers. Slaughtered Private Vladimir Covaci and Corporal Nayden Bertzi within the patrol barracks disappearing instantly after their foul deed.
Any and all information on the ne'er-do-wells will be rewarded FIVE THOUSAND fang.

::All for the Wachters::

Lord-Overseer of Zeklos Trading Outpost

[DM Macabre]

-: Many Barovians from the fields arounds Zeklos , Raduta and the Wachter lands lately seem to be rejuvenated with a new vigor of faith. Their devotion can be clearly seen as farmers and other workers alike can be encountered often praying to her lady in the mists and praising the saints at the Redoubtable Chapel of our Eternal Guardian... :-

[Nornin]

A man in fancy red and gold robes have been seen around the Border Outpost recently, occasionally setting up shop despite locals and travellers alike pointing out that he would get more sales in Vallaki.

[DM Despot]

In the corner of the Outpost, a humble shrine lies tucked away. Upon a wooden table, a golden statue of an sylvan man stands tall, his outstretched hands inviting visitors into a warm embrace. A smudge of blood marks his lips.

To either side of the statue, two wax candles burn brightly, casting a soft glow that illuminates the shrine's surroundings. The air is thick with the sweet fragrance of natural incense.

Beside the statue, a small basket filled with healing remedies rests.

At the statue's base lies a small prayer card, written in the tongue of Balok.

Spoiler: show

[Soot and Ash]

Whispers of a Witch, a woman dressed in all black shifting through the nights shadows and early morning shades fill the Province. Gossip of this woman casting spells infront of the local guard, only to be cased out with not another word or deed. She is supposedly often seen heading into the bar, shadows still being her cover there. However, when ever she was approached, or was spoken to by locals, she always wore a friendly smile. Whispers if this woman was ill intentioned or not fill the small village

[DM Despot]

The sounds of warfare and conflict clash at the outskirts of the Outpost. Serfs tending to their farms panic and rush indoors. Whatever gruesome battle occurred is surely related to the large convoy of Von Zarovich soldiers and other military personnel passing through. In the aftermath, all that remains is smoke, bodies, and blood. Tattered Von Zarovich banners sway in the wind.