Ghostly Evidence

[DISCOLIQUID 2701]

After a lengthy report, several Celia'norian citizens have banded together to mark the beginnings of an investigation into spectral life lurking amongst the living. Accounts include a description of a presence surprised to be revealed by cutting edge Elven dowsing technology, strange pamphlets left outside of shops, and many citizens getting the chills. At this time, informal suggestions include the arming of all self-preserving citizens with aurum gloves for ghost-grappling, blue candles for abjuring, and a healthy dose of suspicion for one's neighbor.

 

Amongst the further proof lie broken doors, shattered windows, more strange occurrences and now - a malfunctioning gate. Several witnesses noticed the internal gate mechanisms misfiring repeatedly, and a foul cackle shortly after. An unknown human fled the scene into the city with an elf who spoke in a befouled language that none at the scene could recognize as the common tongue, who as well, took notes into a book that seemingly vanished all of his occult writings.

 

The wizard Charms is noted to have said, several times, "I told you it was a ghost!" 

 

 

The malfunctioning, inner gate, and its chief investigator - Uriella Amethil.

 

"And put me down as the great wizard Charms."

[Baccaaa 490]

Uriella that happened to be manning the gate for the elf and human rubbed her purple eyes at the sight of the gate refusing her lever's order. "Definetly a ghost...."

Edited February 5, 2025 by Baccaaa
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[Venomous_Pup 2978]

15 minutes ago, DISCOLIQUID said:

shattered windows

Ithzelith throws a rock into the ocean, none shall know.. All but her..

[Qctho 301]

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Something skittered unnaturally through the city the following night,

rounding up what copies of the missive it could.

[Ivria Inkwell 24]

"Hm-hmm… Ghosts now, is it? And here I thought Celia’nor’s greatest hauntings were the unpaid bar tabs at the tavern. But no—vanishing books, shattered windows, a gate with a flair for the dramatic, and, of course, a sinister cackle for good measure. How utterly stupendous!

 

And of course, dear Charms, ever the visionary, claiming victory in the battle of I told you so. How very satisfying that must be. Now, should I be arming myself with aurum gloves and blue candles, or merely a quill to jot down the latest supernatural scandal? Hm… I suppose I shall wait and see."