Penumbral Post - March

Hear ye, hear ye Citizens of the Palace. A news update is brought forth from the darkest corners of the world to your front door. As always, we encourage our readers to steer clear of high-conflict zones. Our spies risk their lives so you don’t have to, and this is their report:

Auryx'nam

A small group of adventurers was summoned to fulfill an oath they had made to a strange patron from their past. Our spies uncovered a dark truth in their meeting: that the powers of the continent's deities have finally faded from the land. They tell of a new era being born, but what will come of it yet is unknown.

Mesdev

The rumors of our nation's impending doom appear to be true! Just this past month, we received an urgent message from our very own order of Mage Slayers that a prophecy concerning the potential defeat of our God and Emperor, Teyrmacht, may he reign eternal. These blasphemers would say that the Lusos is coming...that a threat like no other will shine a mighty magic-quenching gaze over all that we know and love. But this cannot be true! It cannot and it will not be true, for the armies of the Penumbra Eternal are legion; our faith in our God is supreme; our mages are the envy of the universe. Even now, operatives are working their best angles to prevent this entity from destroying all we love. They seek deep beneath the land for answers to our prayers, and nothing will stop their triumph!

Losamyn

The Black Bag Inn. Our agents in the field report that the business is a front for a quickly expanding criminal organization with ties to the infernal devils of Perdition. Let us all be proud that their immortal proliferation occurs on other shores than our own. It's rumored that the fiends have seized one of our own bombard strike ships floating through The Pale on a covert mission. Let our righteous Vengeance strike true!

It is believed that a noblewomen's favorite cart bird was stolen from her by a band of ruffians hanging around the warrens of Reva-Tiran. The accounts are unconfirmed as of yet.

Oetien

A group of treasure hunters marooned on the arctic coast of some forgotten island fought against the infected polyps shifting through the seas for their lives. After clambering onto a crashed ship frozen in the ice, those hunters discovered a long dead crew of elves in the Captain's cabin. The adventurers looted what they could from the dead, but have yet to brave the elements of the tundra beyond.

Umbrage Isles

A strike team sent from Perdition to invade Mount Vaaldera ended up committing friendly fire when they met with the Old Gods of Holy Bratikan. Long ago our own infernal forces devastated the Old Gods when they came for our beloved Lord of Vengeance, may he reign forever. It is only too fitting, then, that infernal forces would once again, be their downfall.