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News of the 155th Day of the Shattering
The Centre Cannot Hold
The city is restless as more stories flood in of national disasters, large and small. The latest in a series of incidents was a large sandstorm which swept through the outskirts of town while refugees are concentrated, causing much property damage and a few deaths. There have also been an earthquake and a number of insomniac souls have reported seeing more stars fall from the skies, to the consternation of many frustrated astrologers.
Nadir's Shiny Weapon
'Did you hear about the duel?'
Nadir to Be Arrested
'Thank Shaliq our Emira has gotten her head together! Not only has that Erasmus bloke been... well, if you listen to the rumours, he's currently being 'entertained' in a room that locks from the outside only, if you get my drift... but she's finally gotten enough sense to put paid to that Nadir fellow. Apparently, he was the bastard behind the assassination of our generals! Word is if any of the Hadar find him, he's to be arrested on sight!'
First Son of the Wolf Takes Throne, Demands Goldsmiths
The reign of Omar the Accursed has been ended, but there is little rejoicing in the streets. The people who bayed for his blood are no doubt glad he has been driven off, but they fear his replacement almost as greatly. The First Son of the Wolf, overlord of the barbarians of the North, has claimed the throne of Shalazar. His warriors walk proudly through the palace and the streets, and none dare bar their way. They seek for skilled goldsmiths, and it is said that they will forge a crown from the metal of the throne. The wizened witch known only as Old Mother sits at his side when he sits upon the throne, and demands and gets to sit in all the councils of the rulers of the Caliphate.
Rasheeda On Our Side
'Shaliq will come back, I'm sure of
Jerezad withdrawl from Shalazar Defense
[Conversation between two Hadar soldiers in the Calipha's army]
'Have you heard? Jolem al Kazak, you know, the one who was always making those awful jokes, and ran the Calipha's vineyards? Well, he's come back from a long period of absence, I wonder where he went? Anyway, he's back, and now I hear he's been appointed bodyguard to the Protector of the City, Emira Kokoro! Nice welcome home isn't it? Mind you, brave honest men like that are just the kind of people we need around here these days. All the luck in Shalazar to him!'
Merilla For Calipha!
'...She introduced the king of the Water-djinn to the Third Way, as
well! Well, thank the blessed mother it gave up the pious life once it
got a better challlenge! I've heard things, you know... djinn who kill
themselves come back as demons, and if the Lord of Water dies then all
the water in the world will be destroyed!'
Peace with the Pygmies!
'Oh by Shaliq! I wish they'd make up their minds! First we have to slaughter every last one of the little buggers, as we're told by the former Calipha, Shaliq rest her soul, and then by a good chunk of the Priestesses, and now, along comes an Emira and says we're not to kill 'em anymore, I mean, what's the problem here? Aren't they still souless heathens, or have I missed something?'
Kayam-O-gram, Say it with Entrails!
[On the roof of one of the Order of Khal'Nayaks headquarters in Shalazar, the dawn light brings a grim discovery. There is a young girl, barely a teenager, dead and disembowelled. The name and symbol of Shaliq carved into her forehead and bared chaest, her intestines wrenched from her open belly amd smeared liberally over the roof. In this visceral display, the words 'Al Kayam' are spelled with large chunks of flesh and gore. The Order set cleaners to the roof as soon as their top inverstigators had examined the scene for any clues or signs of what could've caused such an event. The word on the street is that nothing was found, and the Order are as baffled as anyone as to the cause of this death. Rumours about Demons and necromancers becoming more brave and brazen are filling the populace with increasing terror as each day goes by, rumours the Order, and the Protector of the City are trying to quell and refute as quickly as possible. Beggars have begun to fear the night and search for shelter wherever they can; but the poor of Shalazar are many, and there's just not enough places to hide them all...]
'I can feel it in me water...'
'Ugh! (Spits) This is disgusting! What on Shalazar's happened to the water?
'How well done would you like your city, madam?'
[One day, just as dusk is setting in, a rain of fire falls onto the city of Marinia. There is a veritable army of small fire djinn leaping about on the roof-tops and running in and out of houses, setting everything they touch alight. People who flee their homes are soon set alight and people-shaped fireballs run screaming through the streets causing fires and panic as they go. The men are grabbed by djinn and held to them in a lethal embrace as their flesh quickly melts away. Babies are used as burning balls in games of catch, and displays of talented juggling. Pets are raced with their tails each sporting a different colour flame, then the losers, and indeed the winners, are roasted. The women are caught in great whirling fire-storm tornadoes and drop to the ground as charred skeletons.
Hmmm, by now they must all have very flat heads...
[Another mysterious tragedy has befallen the troubled family of the Hadar. First Husband Erasmus, who was heard to have recently talked of male rule in the family, has been taken ill into the care of his wife, Emira Hiroko. He is said to be being well cared for on the Island retreat of Tobrukh, and no more such imflammatory remarks have been made by him in public since.
Plagues of Madness or Visions of Rasheeda
[In the halls of many tongues, an ever greater number of prophets and mystics have gathered over the last month. While the tales they tell are ever different, they have similar themes.]
Mystery Grand Viziers
Jadite Army near Abib destroyed
The threat of the Jadite's second front has been ended. The army that launched an assault on Abib was first driven off by a force of horse barbarians, then shattered by warring tribes of Djinn. Now the armies of Ghazi Al'Tair, assisted by the forces of the Crimson Jackals and several groups of bandits, have swept down upon their remenants and driven them back into the lands of the Horse Barbarians. Many were slain, and the rest are without supplies.
Council of the Defense of Shalazar
'We're saved! OK, I was worried when I heard that the Kal'Nayak had grabbed the Grand Vizier on charges of demonology--I mean, really, he was doing such a good job. But the Protector has called together some of the best and wisest folks who've been helping out the city, and they're going to sort it out! She's got Sahmid and Arkan at the same table now, she's put several of the generals with armies in the city alongside them... I've been told Sahmid's revived the ferret-post system, putting some of the best ferrets in the city at the service of communications between these leaders. Everyone from the Kal'Nayak downwards is pitching in. We're saved!
Protector of the Caliphate Calls for Unity
[Kokoro al Yildun, Protector of the City of Shalazar]
Bookwala Emira Assassinated
Emira Bahima al Bookwala, young and impetuous in war, has fallen down the stairs of the tallest tower in her palace, breaking several of her bones and, incidentally, her neck. Her death has left the Bookwala in disarray, although some mutter that with her recent military actions the family might be better off without her.
I love the smell of Jadite in the morning. It smells like victory
A sobbing girl was led out between two of the Order of Kal'Nayak and strapped to the stake before faggots were piled at her feet and the whole thing set alight. Herscreams echoed through the temple for over an hour before the ex-Jadie Ambassador was finally silenced for good. Al Kayam and Jhetz al Gharisme looked on with pride as the sentence of death for necromancy and demon-worship was carried out.
Hari-kari Hally and her boyfriend, Kamakazi Ken!
Hey, what was that? It looked like a little mechanical woman marching towards the temple!'
The Fall of Amarat
The City of Amarat has been preparing for invasion for many months, and now it has come. The armies of the Jadites, 300,000 strong, marched down the river accompanied by a flotilla of attack boats. They were met by a force of undead rising from the sand, but their priests went forward and the dead men turned to march at their side. They came upon the city like a plague of locusts, and despite the rockets of the alchemists and the stout hearts of the men of Shalazar they burst the walls and took the city. Their fleet however was shattered by the many traps set in the bottom of the river, and many Shalazarian warriors were able to escape in their own boats. Over 100'000 of the foe fell in the assault, but nearly 50,000 of the faithful fell as well. Many of those who escaped praised the foresite of their steward, and proclaimed that had he been there they could have one the day.
News from the East
Rumours escaping from the encampments of the Jadite troops tell of troubles back in their homelands. None of the common soldiers know what has occurred, but the Servants of Those Who Have Gone Before are spending much time at their rites, and the generals gather often in secret council.
The Jerezad may be accused of betrayal for pulling their armies away from those of the Calipha, though with the crafty Bookwala tearing at their flank, who can blame them? Whatever the case, it has left them militarily more prepared than some other houses.
The Bookwala have lost Londameldarol and Amarat, which has stolen much of their influence from them.
The Yildun continue from strength to strength, and their Emira is now the official protector of the Caliphate.
The Hadar have seen Marinia burnt before their eyes, and remain riven by internal strife. Some speak dark whispers of the true power within this ancient house being a band of assassins....
The Fesk continue to show signs of wealth and prosperity, and give alms and succor to the poor in Shalazar and beyond.