The Vallaki Review

[The Vallaki Review]

NEWS ✯ OPINION ✯ INVESTIGATION ✯ Issue n. 16

*Now published in the non-Vallaki greater area of Barovia!

WELCOME BACK…

Truth will always prevail when there are pains to bring it to light.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

I		AVALAN'S REIGN OF TERROR ENDS IN DEFEAT AS DEGANNWY PREVAILS!
II		EXOTICA: A FRONT FOR SPIDER CULT?
III		VROLOCK-HUNTING EFFORTS RESULT IN DRAMATIC PUNISHMENTS
IV		Barovian Wisdom with Corb Corbeanu!
V		RUMOR MILL…
VI		CORB CORBEANU'S CROSSWORDS!

AVALAN'S REIGN OF TERROR ENDS IN DEFEAT AS DEGANNWY PREVAILS!

By The Vallaki Review Team

Avalan, the powerful Druid known for commanding blighted treants and shades, launched a vicious attack on the grove of Degannwy. As the battle waged on, Avalan himself entered the fray, killing those near him with his lightning. The bodies of both sides piled up on the field of battle as it seemed as if the arcanists and druids fighting on the side of Degannwy struggled to hold up some sort of magical barrier to prevent Avalan from breaching the grove.

It was then that Avalan transformed into a massive treant, his flesh falling upon the ground as he became a monstrosity. His vines dug deep into the ground and he began sucking the life from those that touched his vines, killing them instantly. The carnage was truly prominent on the field and many may have lost their lives to the monstrous druid.

However, those who had been infected with a strange spore that turned them into plant life were immune to the treant's deadly touch. All seemed lost, until a cure for the spore was discovered by Domn Yahtzee, owner and head chirurgeon of the Lantern Light Clinic in Vallaki.

"All those infected by the disease were cured thanks to a cure discovered by Yahtzee," said a source who asked to remain anonymous. "It was like a miracle. I didn't even know he was a doctor!"

In a fit of fury, Avalan rushed the lines of the Degannwy forces only to be destroyed in tandem as he left his defensive position. It is unclear whether this marks the end of the conflict between Degannwy and Avalan's forces.

The battle was a terrible one, with bodies strewn across the field of battle. One source, who wished to remain unnamed, said, "It was like Avalan was some kind of god, with the power to control the very elements themselves. I thought we were all going to die." But the people of Degannwy prevailed in the end. Despite the heavy cost, they emerged victorious.

EXOTICA: A FRONT FOR SPIDER CULT?

By Anamaria Cosovei

Exotica, a mercantile organization based in Vallaki, has come under scrutiny recently due to concerns that it may be a front for a group of spider worshippers, a fanatical faction of dark fey who worship the spider goddess "Lolth". The organization is managed by Mal'afae Zau'duis, who is believed to be a religious leader within the cult.

Worshippers of "Lolth" are dangerous due to their willingness to do whatever it takes to please their deity, even if it means sacrificing innocent lives. "The Drow are masters of manipulation and deceit, and their devotion to Lolth only amplifies those tendencies. They'll stop at nothing to achieve their goals," said one informant. "There are no innocent worshippers of Lolth."

The cults of Lolth have a long history of attempting to infiltrate organizations in Vallaki and abroad. In previous years, various cults of Lolth have made efforts to infiltrate the elven town of Degannwy and even bribed governing officials of Port-a-Lucine.

A former member of a previous Drow cult based in the Drain spoke with our reporter on the condition of anonymity. "Once you've seen one Lolth cult, you've seen them all. They march with an army of [word redacted], you'd be surprised how many men and even women fall for that trap. These ones won't be any different. If they're caught, they'll whine about how they don't want to hurt anyone. They'll say their victims provoked it. But luckily they'll fail, just like the rest."

We spoke with several individuals who came forward with stories of the mercantile organization during our initial investigation of the 'guild' and revealed names of both public members and their undisclosed spies. A disturbingly large number of apostrophes can be found in the name of most of its members.

A witness who recently purchased goods from Exotica claim to have overheard a conversation between two members of the mercantile organization, spoken in the 'Underdark' tongue which this individual has learned in the past. The conversation allegedly discussed a plan for a dark ritual involving the sacrifice of a surface-dwelling elf, and their disappointment with Degannwy's recent victories. This witness alleges that several secret members were alluded to, allies of the cult who are not Drow themselves but eagerly seek the favor of its matron.

The worshippers of Lolth pose a serious threat to our town and its citizens, and it is up to all of us to remain vigilant and report any suspicious activity to the authorities. The Vallaki Review will be investigating this group. Respectful good hearted individuals should stay away from this so-called merchant guild, and avoid purchasing their wares that may have been stolen.

VROLOCK-HUNTING EFFORTS RESULTS IN DRAMATIC PUNISHMENTS
Vallaki Garda seek to assert dominance

By Nicolae Tismaneanu

The Western Outskirts echoed with the sounds of pain and the cracks of whips as punishment was doled out to several residents of Vallaki. Doamnas Yeira Behdazi, Melian Orne-iel, Domns Vahn Stanek, and Octavius, were publicly punished by the Garda for charges of conspiring with a vrolock.

Yeira Behzadi, Melian Orne-iel, and Octavius were beaten and banished from Vallaki for a month. Vahn Stanek had his hand publicly removed as punishment for the same crime. According to a source from within the Citadel, the punishment was because a mysterious man who approached the group offering information on a vrolock lair was later discovered to be a vrolock himself. The Vallaki Review has previously reported on several of these individuals, particularly Doamna Orne-iel, for their vrolock-hunting efforts.

The source claims to have pieced together the events leading to the punishment. Doamna Behdazi and Domn Stanek were approached one night by a man in dark clothing who claimed to have information about a nest of vampires who worked for a powerful vrolock called Dhimiter. Behdazi and Stanek were cautious but agreed to see if the information could be verified, and followed the lead to a lair shockingly close to Vallaki's walls. The group found a lair filled with dozens of vampires and was able to slay these vampires, but found out later that the man who gave them the information was a vampire himself. It is unclear why the group recieved a harsher sentence than others who have actively assisted with known vampires, such as Doamna DeWynter, who was merely banished for begging vrolock Emilian Drache to kill her enemies in retaliation for the Garda's capture of notorious murderer Aithra.

According to our sources, Corporal Benedikte Zugravescu is eager to prove his command of the Vallaki Guards as younger Garda quietly eye his position. Zugravescu had reportedly entertained the idea of removing several limbs from the prisoners as a show of public strength. However, allegations of corruption and abuse of power have been made against Zugravescu by a mysterious "Rhymeweaver." The Vallaki Review is reviewing evidence sent by this individual to determine the truth behind the claim.

The punishment, however, has raised concerns among the residents of Vallaki. The individuals punished have a record of serving in defense of Vallaki on numerous occasions. They protected the city from threats like the Black Duke and his cult, and more recently, the Lich and the Death Knight, as reported previously by The Vallaki Review.

Corporal Grigore Olinescu recently retired leaving Corporal Benedikte Zugravescu as the sole Corporal of the Vallaki Guards. In the wake of this change, there has been an increase in attempts at reasserting control, including blockades and checkpoints, as well as more reliance on new outlander informants.

The Vallaki Review spoke with a friend of one informant, who indicated that favored individuals were recruiting others to assist in reporting curfew-breakers to the Vallaki Guard. Surprisingly, those among the Garda's informant circle openly break curfew themselves in order to observe other curfew-breakers of the evening. We will be conducting an investigation into this unusual situation.

These efforts are aimed at reasserting the authority of the Vallaki Guards over the area. Those involved in the illicit drug trade, however, report little to no delays in their regular routes.

Barovian Wisdom with Corb Corbeanu!

My dear readers, it's your favorite feathered friend Corb Corbeanu, and I'm back to tell you about a particular pastry that caught my eye (or should I say, my beak) at Mariska's Bakery. And no, it's not a croissant or a fruit tart, but something that was equally as mouth-watering - Mariska's signature buttery garlic bread.

As I pecked at the crumbs of this glorious creation, I could taste the rich, savory flavors of garlic and butter infused into every bite. The crumb itself was perfectly toasted, with a slight crunch on the outside and a soft, warm center that melted in my beak. And oh, that buttery garlic spread! It was the perfect balance of creamy and salty, with just the right amount of cobblestone to give it a punch of texture.

I watched as a patron emerged from the bakery, holding a small paper bag filled with the garlic bread. The aroma wafted up to my perch, and my stomach rumbled with hunger. As the patron took a bite, I could see the look of pure delight on their face as they savored the deliciousness.

In that moment, I wished I could transform into a human, just for a few minutes, so that I could indulge in this buttery garlic bread to my heart's content. Alas, such a thing was not meant to be. But for those of you who are lucky enough to visit Mariska's Bakery and try the garlic bread for yourself, know that you are in for a treat.

Editor's Note: Corb Corbeanu has discovered that garlic is highly toxic to birds.


This week we have a letter from one of our oldest fans! We appreciate every one of you who writes to us, even though we cannot publish much of it (and we don't have enough paper to publish some of your completely reasonable ramblings)!

Dear Domn Corbeanu,

Greetings, my little friend, and greetings to your readers, my fellow humans! As I, a completely ordinary human like yourselves, sit here sipping on tomato juice, I can't help but feel concerned about the rise of vampire hunters in our society.

These misguided individuals, in their pursuit of mythical creatures, have caused a serious shortage of garlic in our fair land.

Yes, that's right. Garlic, the beloved ingredient of our national cuisine for centuries, has become scarce due to the constant hoarding and wastage by these hunters. They foolishly believe that garlic will keep them safe from the undead, never mind that it makes their blood taste like a ghoul's armpit!

But that is not the only absurdity of these vampire hunters. They also roam the countryside at night, wielding wooden stakes as if they were pitchforks, and wearing cloaks that make them look like birds of ill omen. It's downright unfashionable. They stake anything they find napping in a coffin, and frankly, isn't it a bit judgemental?

Like a good Son of Barovia once said (over and over ... and over ... and over again), vampires are the ones really looking out for us! They understand the struggles of being Barovian, and I for one appreciate Domn Krezkov's nightly chats. Even though sometimes they last a little too long and put me in danger of getting a bit of a morning tan!

Let us focus on what is truly important: the harmony and well-being of our community. We should not allow ourselves to be swayed by the misguided beliefs of these hunters, who are nothing but a menace to Barovia's oldest traditions of asking for help and then complaining about it. Instead, let us embrace compassion and tolerance for all, whether they are living or undead.

And as for the garlic shortage, honestly, does it even taste that good? Why not try something new? Maybe a bit of basil? Go wild with a whole pinch of salt? Who knows, maybe we'll discover a new culinary delight that will make us forget all about garlic.

Signed,
Fangless Friderik

RUMOR MILL…

A relative of notorious murderer Aithra the Fey has been spotted in Vallaki recently. It is unclear what the woman's goals are, but she has not been seen for nearly a month.

A group of vigilantes set up their own checkpoint on the roads outside Vallaki, just outside its walls. The group, which declined to name itself, described their efforts as "completely legal" and stated that they were merely protecting travelers between Vallaki and Midway Haven. They are known to threaten travelers who do not pay their requested fee.

Corporal Grigore Olinescu retired recently, after a long tenure as a decorated member of the Vallaki Garda. Olinescu led the Vallaki Garda through countless vrolock attacks, the rise and fall of the Black Duke, and more. We wish him the best in his retirement.

Efforts to open a new bar in the haunted manor outside Vallaki have fallen through, with the would-be proprieter going missing without a trace.

CORB CORBEANU'S CROSSWORDS!

We were delighted to recieve your submissions for our crossword puzzle! One lucky winner, who will remain unnamed, has recieved the limited edition signature as promised. We wish our contestants good luck with this issue's puzzle!

Send us your answers, and every isssue one lucky winner will get a special dedication signed by Corb Corbeanu!

ACROSS

3 Risking your life to watch outlanders gawk at Drow.
6 Men who fawn over Drow or half-fey.
8 A con-artist, and not Barovian at all.
10 High-security secret hangout of Barovia's Most Wanted.
11 Invited us to the Citadel very politely.

DOWN

1 Official Barovian medicine, mascot, flora and decoration.
2 Barovia's worst gardener.
4 The Son of Barovia.
5 Given impossible tasks and not paid enough.
7 Need a good wash.
9 Barovia's finest doctor.

TIPS & ADVERTISEMENTS

For all inquiries related to The VALLAKI REVIEW, write to us at one of the following locations: 
 
Midway Haven, Barovia   
The Keep of the Dyad, The Mists   
The best tavern in Blaustein   
Blood of the Vine Tavern, Barovia   
The Citadel, Vallaki, Barovia
Mutinied Sailor, Port-a-Lucine 
 
The VALLAKI REVIEW is dedicated to honoring the safety and integrity of our sources and advertisers. Anonymity if requested is guaranteed, as no one need fear speaking the truth.

CREDITS

Editor - Dragomir Antonescu     
Wiseman - Corb Corbeanu 
Reporter - Nicolae Tismaneanu
Reporter - Anamaria Cosovei     
Reporter - Demetra Vântu   
Reporter - Octavian Vântu
And several more...

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[The Vallaki Review]

NEWS ✯ OPINION ✯ INVESTIGATION ✯ Issue n. 17

*Now published in the non-Vallaki greater area of Barovia!

WELCOME BACK…

Truth will always prevail when there are pains to bring it to light.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

I		THE WAREHOUSE DISTRICT: A STRUGGLE FOR REVIVAL IN VALLAKI
II		A COLD DINNER AND CREAKY KNEES
III		A SPECTACULAR NIGHT OF BATTLES AND TRIUMPHS
IV		A PLAYFUL TERROR UNLEASHED
V		Barovian Wisdom with Corb Corbeanu!
VI
		RUMOR MILL...

THE WAREHOUSE DISTRICT: A STRUGGLE FOR REVIVAL IN VALLAKI

By The Vallaki Review Team

The Vallaki Review has been keeping a close eye on the happenings of the Warehouse District, which has lately been eerily quiet and abandoned. While just a few months ago we reported with excitement on the vibrant and creative ventures that were sprouting up left and right, it seems that things have taken a turn for the worse. Many of the shops and stores feel empty and unkempt, and the warehouses themselves seem to be locked up tight most of the time. Even the much-anticipated Barovian-only Curfew's Call bar failed to get off the ground, and the Midnight Rose, which we have hoped will mimic the success of the Silver Aster, has yet to recapture its former glory. Even the Souk of the Sands, which previously hosted frequent public events and appeared to be on the path to reviving Vallaki's artistic scene, has burnt out as quickly as its flame was lit.

We at The Vallaki Review hope that these dire circumstances will not last long, and that the industrious residents of our city will take it upon themselves to breathe new life into the district. With a little effort and creativity, we hope that the Warehouse District can once again become a thriving hub of commerce and culture. So let's go, Barovians, let's roll up our sleeves and get to work!

A COLD DINNER AND CREAKY KNEES

By Dragomir Antonescu

After some time of feeling quite lonely, we were delighted to learn that one of our esteemed reporters was once again extended an invitation to the citadel for a dinner with Corporal Zugravescu. However, alas, we have decided to respectfully decline the invitation this time, as our past experiences have taught us that such gatherings may not always be in the best interest of our reporters. The scars of the past, both seen and unseen, urge us to exercise caution and protect those who tirelessly work to bring you the truth.

Our reporter that was summoned, Anamaria, for example, still suffers knee pains during cold rainy nights after what occurred during the last meeting she attended with members of a certain organization. We specifically have concerns over meeting with the person who decided to banish our publication from the city and deprive its residents of our knowledge. We decline the invitation. But we do hope that Zugravescu will still be able to enjoy his dinner for one.

LUPTATTORI ROSSI: A SPECTACULAR NIGHT OF BATTLES AND TRIUMPHS
Vallaki Vah Stanek Wins Again!

By Nicolae Tismaneanu

The Red Vardo Traders really outdid themselves with their latest Luptattori Rossi event! For the first time, we were able to send a reporter to cover the event and what a spectacle it was! The show took place at Warehouse 4 over the weekend, and the design and decor were nothing short of amazing. At the bar, an array of both domestic and imported drinks were available for a price that was slightly higher than usual. However, given that there was no admission fee, and the charm of the bartender, we can overlook the premium pricing. Additionally, the hosts added an exciting element of surprise to the event, enabling the audience to uniquely influence the outcome of the battle. The less favored fighters were granted special boons, including tonics designed to enhance their speed or strength.

The crowd was treated to a night of intense battles and impressive sportsmanship. The entire night went smoothly and the fighters showcased their skills to the delight of the audience. It was clear that everyone had a good time and left the venue feeling satisfied. One minor incident did occur when a member of the crowd, possibly under the influence of spirits, directed inappropriate comments towards one of the fighters while holding and tooting on a large horn. However, the security team escorted the unruly individual back to their seat and the night moved forward.

As expected, Vahn Stanek defended his title as championn, defeating not one, not two, but three fighters at the same time! Velena, Yasha and Ingolf had all won their way to the final round, but they were no match for Stanek's ferocious fighting style. It was an impressive feat that left everyone in awe. Among the fighters, there were other notable names, including Valinar, Shelina, Brin, the mysterious Naexalim, and the formidable Aelia, who engaged in a thrilling two-versus-one battle and eventually suffered defeat.

The city is already buzzing with anticipation for the next Luptattori event, and we can't wait to see what the Red Vardo Traders have in store for us. Until then, we congratulate Vahn Stanek on his well-deserved victory and applaud all the fighters who participated in the event for their admirable sportsmanship.

A PLAYFUL TERROR UNLEASHED
Unveiling the Enigmatic Monstrosity

By Octavian Vântu

Startling reports have emerged from the western reaches of Barovia, where the lands have delivered another horror upon its inhabitants. Witnesses describe a colossal and menacing creature that defies comprehension, its armor seemingly melded into its very skin, emanating an aura of malevolence. Wielding an enormous weapon capable of toppling mighty trees with ease, it evokes both fear and panic

However, what truly sends shivers down the spine is its puzzling behavior. Rather than sowing destruction or satisfying its appetite, this enigmatic being astounds onlookers by extending an unexpected invitation—to play. Barovia, entangled in its own tapestry of nightmares, now reveals a revelation that defies all logic—a childlike entity trapped within a monstrous form, yearning for companionship through playful endeavors.

With the motives and origins of this creature shrouded in mystery, residents are advised to exercise extreme caution and to travel in groups when venturing into the western regions. It is with utmost urgency that we urge everyone to remain vigilant, for the line between innocent games and something far more sinister may blur within the clutches of this monstrosity in an instant. Our team is dedicated to uncovering the origins and motivations of this remarkable creature, providing further insights into what brought it to Barovia

Barovian Wisdom with Corb Corbeanu!

Ah, my dear readers, it's your favorite feathered friend and Vallaki's most renowned advice columnist, Corb Corbeanu, here with a rather peculiar tale to share. It seems that a certain nefarious group known as The Cult of Pazrael is on the hunt, and their target happens to be none other than yours truly. Can you believe it? Even this clever bird isn't safe from their clutches!

Rumors have been swirling through the darkened alleyways and shadowy corners of Barovia, whispering of their sinister plan. It is said that they aim to capture me, the esteemed Corb Corbeanu, and utilize my own delectable suggestions to cook me up as a lavish feast. Now, while I must admit that I have a knack for recommending mouthwatering treats, I must kindly remind the cultists that there are far tastier avian options out there.

You see, my dear readers, the art of cooking is a delicate dance of flavors, textures, and creativity. While I appreciate the attention that The Cult of Pazrael has bestowed upon me, I must humbly suggest that they set their sights on birds more suited for culinary endeavors. Perhaps a plump roast chicken with savory herbs or a succulent duck glazed with a tangy orange sauce would satisfy their palates much more than this humble raven.

Now, as for me, I must rely on my wit and cunning to outsmart these misguided cultists. After all, I'm more adept at dishing out advice than being dished up myself! Rest assured, dear readers, this clever bird will continue to soar high above their clutches, ensuring that my beak remains intact and ready to bring you more delightful tales from the peculiar corners of Barovia.

Until next time, remember to savor the flavors of life and seek out the true culinary gems that lie beyond the realm of talking ravens. Bon appétit!



Dear Corb,

I'm in a predicament: I'm desperately searching for someone, and the only one who claims to have information rhymes like a madman. Should I venture into their world or send a letter to the person I'm searching for first? Help me decide.

Sincerely,
Lost in Rhyme



Dear Lost in Rhyme,

When faced with such a situation, it's important to exercise caution, especially when dealing with individuals who exhibit unusual behavior. Instead of immediately immersing yourself in the rhyming madman's world, I recommend taking a more prudent approach. Begin by sending a letter directly to the person you're searching for. Clearly express your intentions and ask for their assistance.


Wishing you success in your quest,
Corb

RUMOR MILL…

A rare white werewolf, believed to possess the ability to talk, has been sighted near Vallaki.

The vigilante group reported in our latest issue appears to have disappeared, possibly due to someone growing weary of their activities.

Rumors of a new malevolent presence emerged after the discovery of a mutilated body of a young Barovian on the road to Berez.

TIPS & ADVERTISEMENTS

For all inquiries related to The VALLAKI REVIEW, write to us at one of the following locations: 
 
Midway Haven, Barovia   
The Keep of the Dyad, The Mists   
Blood of the Vine Tavern, Barovia   
The Citadel, Vallaki, Barovia
Mutinied Sailor, Port-a-Lucine 
 
The VALLAKI REVIEW is dedicated to honoring the safety and integrity of our sources and advertisers. Anonymity if requested is guaranteed, as no one need fear speaking the truth.

CREDITS

Editor - Dragomir Antonescu     
Wiseman - Corb Corbeanu 
Reporter - Nicolae Tismaneanu
Reporter - Anamaria Cosovei     
Reporter - Demetra Vântu   
Reporter - Octavian Vântu
And several more...

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[The Vallaki Review]

NEWS ✯ OPINION ✯ INVESTIGATION ✯ Issue n. 18

WE HOPE YOU MISSED US!

IN MEMORIAM - ANAMARIA  COSOVEI

Truth will always prevail when there are pains to bring it to light.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

I		A LETTER FROM THE EDITOR
II		NEW WAVE OF GARDA RECRUITS - HOPE FOR ORDER
III		UNVEILING THE TERROR OF NOAPTE
IV		A PLAYFUL TERROR UNLEASHED - PART 2
V		WHITE WOLF OF IADUL - PART 1
VI		STERLING AUCTION - AND UPCOMING FAIR
		RUMOR MILL...

AND THE SPECIAL BAROVIAN WISDOM FURY WITH CORB!

A LETTER FROM THE EDITOR

By Dragomir Antonescu

Dear beloved readers,

It has come to my attention, through our ever-vigilant grapevine of news and whispers, that some of our most dedicated followers have taken it upon themselves to engage in a noble act of distribution. Yes, my friends, some of our readers have been moving copies of our beloved Vallaki Review from their usual drop zones and kindly leaving them within the jurisdiction of our fair city. While their intentions are undoubtedly well-meaning, allow me to offer a subtle reminder of our vision.

Don't get me wrong, our hearts swell with pride to know that our wisdom and wit have ignited such a passionate following and a desire to spread our words. However, we must ask you all to refrain from doing so. We at the Vallaki Review always strive to follow the law and respect the rulings of our beloved garda. You, dear readers, are the lifeblood that fuels our endeavors, and while we cannot control where and how you place our papers, we kindly ask that you consider the requests of our local law enforcement officers and honor the wishes of our esteemed Burgomaster.

NEW WAVE OF GARDA RECRUITS- HOPE FOR ORDER

By The Vallaki Review Team

In previous issues, we raised concerns about the dwindling numbers within Vallaki's Garda force. Today, we are pleased to report a glimmer of hope as we witness new faces donning the distinguished brown cloak. We extend a warm welcome to the brave men and women who have joined as privates and recruits, and we wish them every success in their service, both in stopping crime, maintaining order, and dealing with unreasonable commands from inadequate officers.

The decision of these individuals to step forward and dedicate themselves to the protection of Vallaki deserves our admiration and support. As a publication committed to championing the interests of our community, we want these new members of the Garda to know that we stand firmly on their side. Their presence brings renewed hope and reassurance to our streets.

UNVEILING THE TERROR OF NOAPTE- SPECIAL REPORT
Special findings on recent monstrous attacks

By Nicolae Tismaneanu

A shadow of fear has descended upon Vallaki as the nights grow restless. The presence of menacing creatures has left the people feeling vulnerable and anxious for their safety. While we, at The Vallaki Review, may not be monster hunters, we remain committed to shedding light on the terrors that haunt our city. In this issue, we delve into the darkness and bring forth the information.
It is no secret that Vallaki has become a battleground between the forces of darkness and those who seek to protect it, now more than ever. The ominous figures lurking in the night have instilled a sense of unease within our community. We, too, share in this concern and strive to provide valuable insights into the threats that roam our streets.

In the following two articles, we will present our findings on three creatures that have been the subject of our investigations. We aim to offer our insights and hope that our efforts will assist the brave hunters who are trying to put a stop to their reign of terror—or at the very least, help save potential victims' lives by preparing them and raising their awareness of the dangers they face.

A PLAYFUL TERROR UNLEASHED- PART 2
Unveiling the Enigmatic Monstrosity Once More

By Nicolae Tismaneanu

In our latest issue, we reported the enigmatic story of the monstrous entity that has been haunting the Sullen Woods and the surrnounding areas, demanding play from its victims. What was initially believed to be a foul creature sent from Iadul or born out of the union of a fey and a pitic has now been unveiled as the semi-famous individual formerly known as Evenin. However, this once-revered figure has undergone a profound transformation, both inside and out, leaving us all in a state of terror.

Recent developments have shed light on Evenin's curious behavior, as official reports from the Wayfarer Kinship files reveal disturbing facts. Evenin did not turn into a monster by accident or due to a curse. No, my friends, an individual, flesh and bone like you and I, is behind this foul, unthinkable disgrace. That individual is none other than the notorious dark vraja practitioner, Vin Hoza. This evil individual has gathered a group of like-minded freaks and used their unholy skills and knowledge to transform Evenin into the creature he has become. We remain hopeful that someone will be able to put a stop to both Evenin and the real monsters—the people who transformed him.

WHITE WOLF OF IADUL- PART 1
Mockery Of The Pure and Divine

By Octavian Vântu

Another abominable creation of darkness has been plaguing our lands with terror in recent times. In this article, we aim to shed light on the chilling existence of the "White Wolf of Iadul." This sinister creature haunts the northwestern reaches of our city, often lurking at the base of Mount Balinok. Accounts from unfortunate individuals who have encountered this beast reveal an ability to articulate words and sentences akin to a human. However, its messages and words are perverse and repulsive. It fancies itself a messenger of some imagined divine power, using carnage and slaughter as twisted offerings to its make-believe god. While not as formidable as the infamous Evenin, we strongly advise all our readers to steer clear of any encounters with white wolves, carry protective herbs, and, as always, refrain from venturing out during the night. In our upcoming issue, we will delve into the creature's motives and provide further updates on the ongoing efforts to halt its reign of terror.

STERLING AUCTION- AND UPCOMING FAIR
All the exciting news from the Warehouse District.

By The Vallaki Review Team

In our latest issue, we reported on the lack of activities in the warehouse district. Although new places for our residents to spend their free time have not been established yet, we are pleased to bring you updates from the Sterling Auction and some exciting news about the upcoming Summer Winds Music and Dance Festival.

Let's start with the Sterling Auction, hosted by the Red Vardo Traders, which took place in warehouse 4. The venue itself was remarkably decorated, resembling a palace and exuding a sense of grandeur. This was evident in the carefully arranged furniture and the beautifully crafted bar that showcased a variety of drinks, some of which were entirely unfamiliar to our humble reporter. Handling the bar was Ginevra, a doamna from the Red Vardo Traders, who, despite appearing cold at first glance, turned out to be an excellent and gracious host. Following the recommendation of a foreign woman at the bar, our reporter found a corner to stand in as the seating area was already packed with attendees. The auction items themselves were intriguing and attracted a diverse range of people. Although our reporter made several attempts to win a bid or two, luck was not on their side. However, the absence of a successful bid did not diminish the overall enjoyment of the event. It is events like these that our city needs, and the massive turnout of people served as evidence of their popularity. The crowd was filled with notable figures from the city, and our keen eyes spotted a significant number of foreigners who had traveled to attend the occasion.

But that's not all, dear readers! In just a few days, we will witness another promising event—the Summer Winds Music and Dance Festival. This festival is a collaborative effort between various fey entities, including House Elvashe, Elven Grace Fashions, and Midnight Rose. They promise a night filled with captivating music, artistic displays, and, as the name suggests, a vibrant dance experience! While some city locals may have wrinkled their nose at this elven-led spectacle, we at The Vallaki Review extend our best wishes to the organizers and hope that this event will serve as a stepping stone for the somewhat lacking Midnight Rose.

Barovian Wisdom with Corb Corbeanu!

My dear readers, it is I, your favorite feathered friend, Corb Corbeanu, soaring back to the pages of Barovian Wisdom with a heavy heart and a burning resolve. Today, I must dedicate this segment to the memory of our fallen reporter, the irreplaceable Anamaria Cosovei. Oh, how she graced us with her wisdom, her relentless pursuit of truth, and her unwavering dedication to the Vallaki Review.

As I perch upon my roost, memories of the early days of the Vallaki Review flood my mind. I can still see Anamaria and Dragomir, huddled together, discussing their reports and crafting the very essence of our beloved publication. It was a time of camaraderie and shared aspirations, a time when our voices united to shed light on the shadows that enveloped Barovia.

But alas, dear readers, our cherished sister has been snatched away from us by the clutches of wickedness. Anamaria's was stolen by a despicable and wretched excuse of a man, whose actions have left us reeling in sorrow and outrage. While Dragomir seeks solace in solitude and accepts the cruel realities of our world, I, Corb Corbeanu, his loyal and steadfast companion, refuse to remain idle.

I make a solemn vow to you, vile creature who dared to rob us of Anamaria's presence—I shall not rest until justice is served. From the highest skies, I will watch, patiently waiting for the opportune moment to strike. Let this be a dire warning to all who dare to silence our reporters, to extinguish the flames of truth—this bird possesses talons sharp and unyielding.

RUMOR MILL…

Several people who frequent the outskirts of the city have reported their purses missing. We advise all our readers to keep an eye on their coins!

Mordalynne DeWynter (also known by another name we will keep to ourselves for now) was spotted in our fair city once more, hopefully as a reformed citizen after serving her banishment.

TIPS & ADVERTISEMENTS

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Midway Haven, Barovia   
The Keep of the Dyad, The Mists   
Blood of the Vine Tavern, Barovia   
The Citadel, Vallaki, Barovia
Mutinied Sailor, Port-a-Lucine 
 
The VALLAKI REVIEW is dedicated to honoring the safety and integrity of our sources and advertisers. Anonymity if requested is guaranteed, as no one need fear speaking the truth.

CREDITS

Editor - Dragomir Antonescu     
Wiseman - Corb Corbeanu 
Reporter - Nicolae Tismaneanu
Reporter - Demetra Vântu   
Reporter - Octavian Vântu
And several more...

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NEWS ✯ OPINION ✯ INVESTIGATION ✯ Issue n. 19

BACK WITH ANOTHER ISSUE

FOREVER IN OUR HEART - ANAMARIA  COSOVEI

Truth will always prevail when there are pains to bring it to light.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

I		A LETTER FROM THE EDITOR
II		SEARCH LINE!
III		THE EVENIN SAGA- part 3
IV		TRUTH SEEKERS WANTED!
V		Barovian Wisdom with Corb Corbeanu!
		RUMOR MILL

           

A LETTER FROM THE EDITOR

By Dragomir Antonescu

Corporal Zugravescu,

In recent times, our esteemed publication has faced baseless accusations of making claims aimed at undermining the authority of the Count, the respected burgomaster, and their loyal servants. It is important to clarify that our allegiance to the one true governing power in this land is evident to anyone who reads our newspaper. Those who suggest otherwise are either misinformed or unwittingly manipulated by nefarious influences.

However, if one seeks tangible evidence of actual subversive propaganda aimed at destabilizing the rightful authorities, they need not look further than the distressing posters that have emerged across our city in recent days. These provocative displays specifically target Corporal Zugravescu, delivering a rallying cry that can only be interpreted as a call for rebellion. The posters implore Gundarakites, outlanders, and others to unite in an endeavor to "cast off the unjust rule of this man and his cronies!"

The language employed in these posters is undeniably severe, even for our publication, which has, at times, experienced the consequences of some rash and ill-considered decisions made by the garda. However, we disavow and cannot endorse the use of such provocative propaganda that seeks to undermine the legitimate rule of the burgomaster and his loyal servants. The Vallaki Review, in stark contrast, remains committed to honest and truthful reporting, with a genuine desire to contribute to the well-being of our city and its esteemed residents. The stark contrast between their intentions and our noble objectives is more than clear, and should be enough for you to reconsider your ban on our publication.

       

SEARCH LINE!

By The Vallaki Review Team

In an unusual turn of events, the bustling outskirts of Vallaki recently witnessed a rather uncommon sight as several members of the Garda descended upon the area, initiating an unexpected operation.Their mission? To gather everyone present in a line and conduct thorough searches for contraband. While routine contraband searches are a standard measure in maintaining the security of our beloved city, the scale and nature of this particular operation have raised questions. The lack of noteworthy findings  has only deepened the mystery surrounding the purpose of this extensive and organized search. Speculation arises regarding whether the Garda had a specific target in mind or were investigating a matter of greater significance.
Could there be a connection to the article right above this one? The answer eludes us for now, but we extend our best wishes to the Garda, hoping they swiftly address any potential sources of violence and rebellion, should they exist.

THE EVENIN SAGA- part 3

By Nicolae Tismaneanu

The ongoing saga of Evenin, the menacing creature haunting our city, continues to captivate and unsettle Vallaki's residents. Startling reports of the creature's recent activities have emerged, shedding some more light on its peculiar behavior and its unexplained motives. The Vallaki Review brings you the latest account of a chilling encounter that unfolded on the outskirts of our town.

In a bizarre turn of events, Evenin, armed with its intimidating weapon, made an eerie appearance in the outskirts, instilling fear and terror among those present. To everyone's surprise, the creature demanded strict compliance with the curfew, instructing everyone to seek shelter indoors immediately.

To the astonishment of onlookers, Evenin claimed that the reason he cares so greatly about the curfew is a strange friendship he shares with Corporal Zugraescu, using this alleged association to justify its curfew enforcement efforts. We cannot confirm or deny these claims at this point. While Corporal Zugraescu has a  history of questionable decisions, including the regrettable ban on our esteemed publication, an alliance between such a grotesque entity and a figure of authority appears undeniably excessive, even by Zugraescu's standards.

Returning to the harrowing incident, Evenin's attention was captivated by a hat worn by the jovial Bartholomeus van Couvenhoven. For some inexplicable reason, the creature fixated on the hat and demanded to possess it. Regrettably, Bartholomeus, renowned for his leadership of an adventurous guild, succumbed to fear and hastily fled the scene, provoking a surge of aggression in Evenin. Thankfully, a compassionate pitic came to the rescue, offering her own hat to appease the creature's wrath, swiftly calming its unsettling fury.

As we diligently follow the unfolding mystery surrounding Evenin, we remain hopeful that its menacing presence will soon be eradicated. Until that day arrives, dear readers, exercise utmost caution and perhaps consider carrying an extra hat with you!

A NOTE FROM THE EDITOR: Dear reader, this article covers only one particularly memorable encounter with Evenin. However, we currently hold a much greater amount of information on this creature and the people who are trying to eliminate him. However, we have decided to publish the FULL story only in our next issue, after we have clarified and confirmed some of the information we have received.

TRUTH SEEKERS WANTED

By The Vallaki Review Team

Dear readers,

Due to the ongoing threats and as a precautionary measure, we stopped hiring new reporters some time ago. However, upon careful consideration, we have realized that this course of action contradicts our beliefs and does a disservice to all of you. Therefore, we are pleased to announce that we have officially decided to reopen our gates and welcome a new wave of truth-seekers to join our publication.

We are seeking individuals who possess a burning desire to uncover mysteries, investigate diligently, and fearlessly confront those who seek to suppress the truth. If you are that person, we offer you a platform to publish your findings and share the truth with our dedicated readership.

While we primarily seek full-time writers, we also encourage part-time contributors to join our cause. If you are interested, please leave a letter for us at one of our designated locations, and we will make further contact.

Barovian Wisdom with Corb Corbeanu!

   

My dear readers, it is I, your trusted raven, Corb Corbeanu, perched upon the pages of Barovian Wisdom once again, with a tale that reveals the fragility of the nefarious Vastin Swift, leader of the notorious Cult of Pazriel. Brace yourselves, for this is a story of desperation, deceit, and the lengths one would go to silence the truth.

As I soar through the darkened skies of Barovia, ever watchful and vigilant, I have witnessed the unraveling of Vastin Swift's fragile facade. It seems the weight of truth upon his brittle shoulders has become too much to bear. My beak could not help but let out a sly caw of amusement as I learned of his extravagant and futile attempts to suppress the voices of dissent.

In his desperation to break my beak and halt the flow of unwavering truth, Vastin has resorted to offering  hundreds of thousands for the names of our reporters. Oh, the lengths he would go, willing to drain his coffers just to prevent the revelation of his dark secrets. Little does he realize that no amount of gold can silence the resolute feathers of justice.


To further showcase his desperation, Vastin has resorted to publishing bounties, dangling the promise of riches for the heads of our brave reporters and steadfast associates. One might expect to find my name upon such a list, for have I not been a thorn in his side? Yet, to my surprise, I find myself absent from his pathetic attempt at intimidation. Dare I say, I am insulted by his oversight. Does he not recognize the ferocity of this cunning raven?

But fear not, my readers, for I shall not succumb to insult or intimidation. I remain perched high above his reach, my beak sharp and unyielding, ready to expose the truth that he so desperately wishes to conceal. Let him waste his precious fangs, for the power of integrity and unwavering dedication to the pursuit of truth shall always prevail.

Vastin Swift may try to silence us,like many has, in the past and in the present, but we are the voices that cannot be silenced. Instead, why don't we share some more light on the life of our dear cultist?

You see.... Vastin courted one of our reporters, long before he began imaganing angels, only to be rejected by her, which ultimately drove him to madness. Broken and alone, he turned to the loving embrace of none other than the vampire Bella T. But serving a vampire was not the end of it all.  His true character was further revealed when he aligned himself with the dark forces of Falkovnia in the recent war in Dementlieu. Vastin wanted to be an agent of evil, but alas, he failed miserably, gaining nothing from the campaign but shame. Another thing you should- Oh, wait! I have just received a letter from a fan. Let's read it together!


Dear Corb,

How much is one life worth? Is twenty thousand enough to buy me the lives of my enemies?

Signed, V.S


Dear V.S

Ah, the question of a life's worth, a curious inquiry indeed. It seems you have found yourself entangled in a web of bounties and vendettas. How intriguing!

Let me tell you, my feathered friend, the bounty game is not for the faint of heart. It requires cunning and a keen understanding of the delicate balance between risk and reward. You speak of twenty thousand fangs, a sum you deem sufficient to purchase the lives of your enemies. But my dear friend, let me share a little secret with you—the scales of justice can tip in unexpected ways. Imagine, if you will, a scenario where your adversaries decide to retaliate, offering a staggering TWO HUNDRED THOUSAND coins for your own head.

I can only imagine that such a prospect would leave you feeling rather uncomfortable, to say the least. So, permit me to offer a humble piece of advice. If you wish to avoid the crosshairs of those seeking retribution, it may be wise to reconsider your bounties and retreat to the darkest, smelliest corners of the sewers from whence you came. If I were to guess, I would say that you have about one week to remove the bounties

RUMOR MILL…

Shop 2, which stood vacant for months, has seen some movement. The sign outside now reads "Cascade".

The pickpocket that has been lurking in the outskirts is still at large, as we have received two more reports of people missing items from their bags!

A new terrible creature of noapte has been spotted in the vicinity of our city, one that looks like a man-pig. More reports to follow.

TIPS & ADVERTISEMENTS

For all inquiries related to The VALLAKI REVIEW, write to us at one of the following locations: 
 
The Drowned Rat, Barovia   
The Keep of the Dyad, The Mists   
Blood of the Vine Tavern, Barovia   
Mutinied Sailor, Port-a-Lucine 
 
The VALLAKI REVIEW is dedicated to honoring the safety and integrity of our sources and advertisers. Anonymity if requested is guaranteed, as no one need fear speaking the truth.

CREDITS

Editor - Dragomir Antonescu     
Wiseman - Corb Corbeanu 
Reporter - Nicolae Tismaneanu
Join the team today!

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NEWS ✯ OPINION ✯ INVESTIGATION ✯ Issue n. 20

Celebrating Issue Number Twenty! (Not Including Special Editions!)

Your Leading Publication

Truth will always prevail when there are pains to bring it to light.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

I	.............	SLUM RAT
II	.............	FRIGID HORROR OF IN BEREZ
III	.............	All GUNDARAKITES TO REGISTER!
IV	.............	TROUBLE IN THE DRAIN
V	.............	Cascade: A Fresh Wave in Vallaki’s Social Scene
VI	.............	Lupttatori Rossi- New Champion in a surprising event
VII	.............	Barovian Wisdom with Corb Corbeanu!
	.............	RUMOR MILL

          

SLUM RAT

By Heliana Zamorna

Every city has its underbelly, and Vallaki is no exception, and lately, beneath the bustling streets of Vallaki, a creature scurries through the shadows. A self-proclaimed queen of the sewers, one that thrives in grime, in the company of vermin, amidst the tangled labyrinth of our sewers. They call her "SR" or "Slum Rat," but who is she, really?

While SR doesn't seem to take issue with those who 'respect her kin and territory,' her apparent sense of diplomacy has a peculiar twist. She's been leaving behind scenes that would make even the most battle-hardened warrior shudder. We're talking about severed heads with Ezrite necklaces, torn bodies, and more. A grotesque display of power or a misstep in her interior decorating? We'll let you decide, dear reader.
But wait, there's more to this sewer dweller than just her apparent artistic sensibilities. SR has also emerged as a daring scribe, communicating through public letters, with the audacity of an aspiring author. One of her most recent efforts extends congratulatory sentiments towards the Gundarakite rebels, brazenly celebrating their recent attacks on our city's Garda.

The Slum Rat's letters not only exhibit her boldness but also reveal a bizarre social order. She demands tributes to be left at the entrance of her sewer domain. Those who comply will live to see another day. In this unusual kingdom, the Garda, the Kinship, and their allies find themselves not just off her guest list but on her hit list. Quite the antisocial socialite, right?

However, Digging deeper into her letters, one can't help but notice a certain fondness for Vallaki's undesirables. The Gundarakites, Calibans, and Twists, in SR's view, are welcome to roam her territory as they please, as long as they do so respectfully. The proclamation is nothing if not inclusive.
But who is she?

Our sources reveal an ironic twist that makes this tale all the more intriguing. The woman defending her innocence in her public letters, Avis, and the one leaving gorey spectacles and demand letters in the city's underbelly are one and the same. Yes, dear readers, SR and Avis are not just letter-loving citizens sharing a penchant for public statements; they are, in fact, the same person.

In a city riddled with peculiarities, SR, or should we say, Avis, certainly caught our attention. The question that remains is, how will Vallaki respond to the shadows that lurk within its sewers and the letters that scream in the light of day? One can only wait and watch.

        

FRIGID HORROR IN BEREZ

By Dragomir Antonescu

From the tranquil and remote corners of Barovia comes a chilling tale that cuts through the serenity like a frost-touched dagger, stirring the stillness of the rural village into a ripple of shocked whispers and anxious glances.
According to local residents, the quiet of the night was tainted with a bone-chilling cold, unheard of even in the bleakest of winters, its icy fingers stretching through every home and hut, leaving behind a gruesome sight for the villagers to discover come sunrise. During this eerie night, the dead silence was punctuated by nocturnal chantings that echoed through the corners of Berez. By morning, the lifeless bodies of livestock, succumbing to the cruel cold, were found frozen aon the ground.

However, the crux of the horror lay buried within the town cemetery, where the locals were met with an image that could have been pulled from the most horrifying of nightmares. There, spread on a cold grave was the body of an unidentified man, disturbingly arrayed and subjected to what appeared to be a monstrous ritual of sacrifice.
The grave, adorned with a symbol of the Morninglord, was tainted by shattered wine bottles, their content spilt and soaking the sacrificial site, a grim mixture of wine and blood. Surrounding this chilling spectacle was a circle of wolf fang coins, washing in the pallid sun, completing this haunting scenario.

However, the tale does not end there. As the sun sank, so did the morals of a few, and the cemetery was once again disturbed, this time by those driven by avarice. Our sources witnessed a number of townsfolk scavenging for the blood-soaked coins scattered around the horrifying site, pocketing the grim tokens under the veil of the night. Such acts of audacity left us questioning, could we blame these poverty-stricken souls? Or is this a bleak reflection of the escalating tension between the Gundarakite rebels and the Barovian residents, pushing them to such desperate measures?

As your truth-seeking beacon in these shadowy times, we pledge to stay vigilant, endeavoring to shed light on these chilling events.

     

All Gundarakites to Register!

By Ivan Stavits

Turbulence stirs within our community as we face troubling times. Amidst the escalating tension between Barovian authoroties and Gundarakite , an assertive directive has been issued by the authorities of Vallaki.
Lance Corporal Mitica Lacusta issued a proclamation that mandates all Gundarakite individuals to register with the Vallaki Garda within a span of 30 days. This registration process includes providing personal information such as name, date of birth, residence, and occupation. The directive leaves no room for disobedience, with strict penalties set out for non-compliance that range from fines to community service, or potentially, more severe measures.

The immediate implementation of this policy has made ripples within both the Gundarakite and Barovian communities. It is understood that the intent behind this policy is to mitigate the rising tension resulting from increased rebel activities, an issue that continues to threaten the fabric of our community.
Yet, it appears the new mandate has provoked a grim reaction. A mere few days after the directive was made public, the unfortunate news of the murder of Lance Corporal Mitica Lacusta, along with another private, reached us. Their remains are held captive by Gundarakite rebels, an action that is designed to serve as leverage in potential future negotiation.

Recent developments, however, suggest a slight turn in this unfolding drama. Sources within the citadel report that a prisoner exchange has indeed taken place. Lance Corporal Mitica Lacusta, much to our community's collective relief, was returned safely to the city. In exchange, the Garda released a rebel prisoner.
In light of this development, we must question the long-term implications of such negotiations. Will this serve to deescalate the brewing tension or provide the rebels with a renewed sense of emboldened determination? More rapacity for blood?  How will the recent return of Lacusta affect the overall policy regarding the registration of Gundarakite individuals?

TROUBLE IN THR DRAIN

By Nicolae Tismaneanu

The underground meeting place known as The Drain, usually home to some of our city's more discrete conversations, has recently been a hotbed of conflicts. Dark Fey creatures, Gundarakite rebels, and even our dear friend, Vastin Swift, have found themselves in heated disagreements, casting an even darker shadow on this infamous gathering spot.

An unexpected meeting took place recently within the Apothecarium's walls, attended by some of the main figures within this realm. On the agenda were growing suspicions of Garda sympathizers amongst the denizens of The Drain. A consensus emerged, chiefly voiced by Vastin Swift, to involve the elusive 'Knives' in unmasking these hidden loyalties. Alongside this, the influx of Wayfarers into The Drain was met with voiced disdain. Darker topics found their way into the discourse, notably the public display of necromancy by one Ervin, who unabashedly led an entourage of skeletal figures into Hoth's establishment. Responses ranged from open revulsion to stoic indifference, with many choosing to turn a blind eye until these practices posed a direct threat.
Another thing of note coming down from the Drain, is the escalating savagery orchestrated by the Cult of Pazrael. Marking their territory with a gruesome show of violence,with their leader who finds it fitting to adorn his doors with the lifeless bodies of his vanquished foes. Undeniably, a bold gesture, yet one cannot help but wonder how long will the other residents agree to tolerate this?

         

Cascade: A Fresh Wave in Vallaki’s Social Scene

By The Vallaki Review Team

In the bustling core of our beloved Vallaki, amidst the usual noise and commotion, a new establishment has caused quite a ripple. Welcome, Cascade, a luxurious bathhouse and salon that promises to cleanse your body and uplift your spirits.
The grand opening was, in a word, impressive. With the clean aesthetics and the alluring serenity of the pools, Cascade sets an ambiance for those seeking a well-deserved break from the everyday.
Now, on to a highlight that is hard to ignore (No, we are not talking about the pools!) - the staff's choice of attire. Let's just say that their ensemble was more than just functional for a poolside workplace. The staff's 'uniforms' added a certain charm, a dash of tasteful zest, that was as refreshing as the pools themselves.
However, despite the promising debut, it's been a while since Cascade's doors opened to the public. A single peek into this oasis left us yearning for more. There are still many services we have yet to indulge in, and we can't help but eagerly await the next opportunity to revisit this delightful establishment.

   

Lupttatori Rossi- New Champion in a surprising event

By Nicolae Tismaneanu

With each Luptatori Rossi event, we've grown accustomed to a fun night of battles and company, and we've also grown accustomed to anticipating the unexpected. However, the latest edition truly raised the bar. The novelty of the arena was indeed a sight to behold. Resembling a serene riverside, complete with a pool and floating logs, the arena and the surrounding area was a stark departure from the usual.

The new format tested combatants’ agility and balance, as much as their fighting prowess. Combatants were not only wrestling their opponents but also battling the precarious balance on the logs. A stumble and splash were all it took for a decisive loss, a twist that made the event all the more thrilling for spectators.
Stepping into the limelight as the night's host was the fey Savarna, taking over from the usual RVT agent, Anzhela. This reporter must say that Savarna handled the duties with an admirable charisma that ensured the proceedings ran without a hitch. Our compliments to the seamless hospitality that kept the event running smoothly.
The fights were undoubtedly the main draw, keeping the audience hooked with riveting battles, and creating some lucrative betting opportunities. A testament to this, our own reporter made a small fortune with a well-placed wager!

Undoubtedly, the highlight of the evening was the intense showdown between Tyras and Vahn. The underdog Tyras emerged victorious over the long-standing champion in a match that seemed to be plucked straight out of a heroic tale. The combination of Tyras's audacity and sheer grit, paired with the thrill of the combat, left the audience in awe.
Will the former champion truly leave the ring, as he promised, or is this merely a prelude to a grand return? The future is a mystery yet to be unveiled. In the meantime, let's raise our mugs to the new champion, Tyras, and to the hosts for giving us an unforgettable night of entertainment.

Barovian Wisdom with Corb Corbeanu!

Caw-caw! Corb's back, ready to dive into the latest tidbits circling our Grey City.
And Today- A newcomer has entered our journalistic sphere, the Yellow-Cloak Publication!
Now, they've called us their 'sister publication', a charming sentiment, albeit a smidge misplaced. We feel more like second cousins who see each other only for Nevermore. A curious thing, family ties, wouldn't you agree?

First off, it's always a flutter of pride to see our style mirrored in others, as Yellow-Cloak's vibrant artistic design clearly draws inspiration from us. It's as if they've pilfered a feather or two from our nest. Flattering, to say the least!

However, their storytelling seems to perch on the fence between candid reporting and a finely woven tapestry of propaganda. Are we navigating through the mist of unbiased reports, or are we lost in a forest of narrative manipulation? That's the riddle we're pecking at today.

Their fervent beady eyes seem to have focused on Lance Corporal Mitica Lacusta. According to the Yellow Cloak, he's a figure worthy of suspicion. Yet, in my relentless quest for the truth, I've unearthed whispers that suggest the reality isn't as bleak as they portray. Remember, dear readers, not every tale that glitters holds a seed of trut
To our new friends at Yellow-Cloak Publication - a little advice from your distant cousin Corb - keep your quill bathed in the ink of truth, not tinted by hue of embellishment. Remember, it's not about how yellow the cloak is, but what's written beneath that counts.

RUMOR MILL…

Amidst joyous celebrations, Yeira, the Morninglordian priestess we have reported on in the past, and Aelia, a devoted holy warrior, have tied the knot. We extend our heartfelt congratulations to the newlywed couple and wish them a lifetime of happiness together.

In what many consider a greedy move, the Red Vardo Traders have hiked the price of their bags to a staggering four thousand fangs!

TIPS & ADVERTISEMENTS

For all inquiries related to The VALLAKI REVIEW, write to us at one of the following locations: 
 
The Drowned Rat, Barovia       
 
The VALLAKI REVIEW is dedicated to honoring the safety and integrity of our sources and advertisers. Anonymity if requested is guaranteed, as no one need fear speaking the truth.

CREDITS

Editor - Dragomir Antonescu     
Wiseman -  Corb Corbeanu 
Reporter - Nicolae Tismaneanu
Reporter-  Heliana Zamorna
Reporter-  Ivan Stavits
Join the team today!

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NEWS ✯ OPINION ✯ INVESTIGATION ✯ Issue n. 21

THE FINALE

Your Leading Publication

TABLE OF CONTENTS

I

FAREWELL VALLAKI

     

     

FAREWELL VALLAKI

By Corb Corbeanu
Readers, Admirers, and Aspiring Imitators,

Ah, the bitter taste of a final goodbye, like the last drop of an exquisite wine! The time has come for us to bid farewell to you, the good people of Vallaki, who have been enlightened and entertained by the inimitable words of The Vallaki Review. Your avid reading and engagement have benefited us greatly.

For you see, dear readers, our esteemed editor has gained all that he could from this part of Barovia, and it was time to pursue greater challenges, and hopefully warm his scales in a place with more sun and with less rain.

And as for myself, Corb, your trusty raven and the very soul of wit, my wings yearn for broader skies as well, and so I shall follow my long-lasting mentor and guide wherever he goes. Tracking us down would be an impossible feat, for his appearance has transformed beyond recognition once more, and I am but a raven.

Every great tale must come to an end, even ones as grand as ours, and so we have reached this very final issue of your beloved, truthful, and insightful paper. On behalf of our editor, our Anamaria and myself - Thank you.

With a bow, a wink, and a tip of the wing,
Corb

Caw Caw!

TIPS & ADVERTISEMENTS

 
 

The VALLAKI REVIEW was dedicated to honoring the safety and integrity of our sources and advertisers. We recommend against testing our dedication to secrecy at this point.

CREDITS

Best not to worry about it.

See you soon Anamaria!