The Trinsic Beacon

Orcs and Fungi
(PLC)

That orcs are quite a gruesome sight is nothing new, but up until now the only things that they grew were either in their ears, their boots or beneath all those layers of leather and armour that never ever seem to come off. However, it seems like they have now taken to growing some kind of plant, or seek to, at least. In several places, such as Moongates and orc forts, strange, greenish seed pods have appeared that are all but indestructible by all means employed so far. No one yet knows what would grow if those seeds fell on fertile earth, but given that the orcs take quite an interest in them and given some clues that suggest them being in league with the Shadowlords themselves it seems unwise to wait and find out. As a countermeasure, Commander Hawke had some fungi gathered to try and infect those seeds. Whether or not this plan can succeed will be revealed soon and the Beacon shall report.

Last minute note: Apparently a new seed pod was found tonight on Horseshoe Island, at the very location in which the gate into the Void was opened by Nosfentor, the Shadowlord.



When the Puppets Dance – a Commentary
(PLC)

Mad mage Mericles vanished, yet before even the festivities are fully planned and begun, a new threat to Sosaria arises, this time in the rather burly and smelly shape of an army of Orcs rushing to assault the outlying villages of the realm. And true enough, more hints are found for the involvement of the Shadowlords; more plans within plans, more dangers both known and unknown. Thus the puppets dance, but neither the puppeteers nor the play is quite understood.

Even worse, only the more crude and blunt puppets can be seen at all. Neither Mericles nor the orcs show a higher level of sophistication. How many puppets, then, dance without their strings being visible? How many cunning plans evolve without the realm becoming aware of them? The murder of the old Council had not been foreseen by any that were in a situation to prevent it. How, then, can we believe to know all the plans that are in motion just now? The answer is simple: we cannot.

In fact, looking at the warmongering, the lies, the propaganda, the hostilities, the bizarre sects and cults that fester in some regions of Sosaria one might be excused for suspecting another ploy of the Shadowlords at work. What might look excusable, or even funny at first (like an entire church dedicated to a dead ostard unfortunate enough to get in between some danger and its master, thus becoming an involuntary ‘martyr’), is in fact nothing but a separating wedge driven between the citizens of the realm. And even the attempts of some to show that they still follow Lord British are laughable in the face of obscure cults, warmongering and even the outright denial of the old King’s teachings.

Today, the Beacon says: ‘Thank you.’ Thank you to the orcs, to Mericles, to the fearsome red dragons. For they and only they alone managed what words and reason could not: to unite the citizens of Sosaria against their common enemy, the Shadowlords. However, this occasional cloud of vague cooperation will not be enough. It is time to unite again, to remember the teachings of Lord British and to rebuild the realm in the name of all that he stood for.

Moonglow Festivities
(PLC)

If one seeks to plan some royal entertainment, one would be well advised to look towards Commander Hawke rather than the king himself as an organiser. Even without the Nujel’mian bagball cheerleaders the Commander managed to arrange a row of events that far surpassed the violence and bloodshed that had to be wiped up in the aftermath of Lord Casca’s entertainments. Archery, darts, some kind of bagball event and ending with an open stage night and ball; the past week offered something for nearly every taste and interest.

The only blood spilled was from the nose of the Commander himself, who was assaulted by an orc and a drow during the ball on Sunday. Neither must have had a bright moment, for doing so in the middle of the crowd set a small army on their tracks and after a merry chase (in which they were consequently too stupid to actually run away, rather than just around) they were beaten down swiftly.

Covian Confusion
(PLC)

After a due time spent as a mercenary company, the Covian Army now seems to have reformed to its former... state. No interview could be secured yet, but several villagers from Cove claimed that the return to an army state was due to a lack of successfully finished mercenary contracts and the resulting lack of payment. Now it seems that the army is once more living out of the taxes of the local population. We wish the army well in their endeavour and encourage our readers to send in suggestions on what the covian forces could turn into next week.

Speaking of the covian coffers: an entire shipment of gold from Trinsic nearly fell into the hands of orcs that tried to intercept the vessels and guards carrying them. With skilled manoeuvres the crafty sailors from Trinsic managed to break through the blockade of orcish warships, but soon after landfall in Cove itself the pursuing orcs unleashed a storm of arrows and shamanistic spells onto the covian guards, wounding many and nearly capturing the gold. However, the gold will not do a lot of good, seeing how Baron Octovius hardly waited for it to be carried out of the Trinsic West Bank before he availed himself of the first picks of jewellery and gems.

Local News

A Mongbat a Day…
(PLC)

… keeps the healers at bay, as the old saying goes. But even for those that do not trust the old witch recipe of mongbat-wing-tea there is now a hope of conserving or improving their health: last Friday, Duke Irvyn Middlethorn opened the new Trinsic Cottage Hospital for the public. During the small festivity the Duke emphasized that treatment and care will be free not only for members of the Duchy, but for all law-abiding citizens of Sosaria, following the tradition of the virtuous guild of healers founded by Lord British. Especially the near endless stream of refugees from the war-ridden northern territories as well as the injured from the recent battles with the Shadowlords’ minions can now be welcomed and cared for effectively. For the beginning, the staff will consist of the local healers Lady Madeline Warmbow and guardsman Iljian, as well as an apothecary staff member offering various herbs and potions at a reasonable price.

Feuilleton

Five tips for men for that very special date!
(Jolie Richesse)

1. Wearing freshly washed and tidy clothes, without patches and holes, will definitely help you look and feel good. If possible it may even increase your confidence levels for that special evening. However it is a fine line to tread as some women like to think a man needs looking after, and if you present yourself with too great perfection it may have the opposite effect to your wishes!

2. If you think you can carry it off, a little discreet cosmetic application (such as powdering over that nasty burn on your forehead, the sword slash on your cheek, or alternatively the acne scars on your chin) can work wonders. But remember not to overdo it! Also think of the woman – is she the sort who admires heroic scars? (Note: acne never falls under this category and it is definitely best to work on concealment.)

3. Your hair must also be carefully checked. That it must be washed goes without saying (see previous editions for a delightful beer and egg treatment for truly soft and shiny locks). If you feel the grey in your hair has gone beyond maturity and towards senility, hair dye should be considered. But be very careful to go for the natural look, unless you really think neon is your colour! A good cut is vital too, especially for those thinning on top. Your local hair stylist will be able to advise you.

4. However, hair in the ears or nose can be embarrassing. To get rid of this unwanted hair shaving is possible (though awkward and risks bloodshed), but the best and longest lasting way is to wax your ear lobes and nostrils. Waxing the chest can also be a good option if you think she might object to hairiness. But you must remember this is not something to be approached lightly as it will cause great pain. Only the strongest and bravest men should attempt waxing!

5. Finally, don’t forget to wear a deodorant, aftershave, and/or other perfume for that fresh feel throughout the evening. Pick your fragrance with care, considering the balance of floral notes with musk and woody or herby accents. But take heed, for this is a solemn warning (and applies to women too): perfume should stimulate, not asphyxiate!

A bientôt mes amis!

Sometimes a Sword goes right to the Heart
(Jolie Richesse)

Dear readers, those of you at the ball on Sunday might have witnessed the ceremony when Hannah was inducted into the Royal Guard by no less than Commander Hawke himself. Further, he did this by offering to her his sword, no less! He said that he was to make to her a proposition, and several present watching speculated that this might be a proposal of marriage. There seemed to be some disappointment when it turned out only to be an invitation to serve in the Royal Guard!

But I have to tell you, mes amis, that to me the presentation of the sword was clearly something very deep and meaningful, and indeed might as well have been a marriage proposal. You see, in many times it is very hard, particularly for a man, to say out loud - or indeed completely understand - what he feels. But in such circumstances, the use of symbols is a way that the subconscious mind takes to show the true feelings.

A sword, of course, is a very strongly masculine symbol, and Nathan’s sword is most especially important to him. You will remember that he revealed to us his inmost feelings about his sword when I asked him about himself. Now he gives this deeply important part of himself to Hannah. Readers, this is symbolism of the most obvious and elemental form! Thus he shows to everyone - even if he does not yet realise it - that she is the woman he truly desires and means to make his own.

The Trinsic Beacon

Orcs Suffering from Disease!
(PLC)

Tonight, orcish forces launched a small raid against the western gates of Trinsic, but were repelled quickly. Much more interesting than this small skirmish however was the note that was found on one of the orcs, hinting that the orcs in Yew were infected by a disease unknown to them (in addition to all those that orcs are known to spread) and that they looked for a cure.

Quote:

Urk at Yew is deading. Um Urk mus fin kewr. Big wozaa not no.

An incognito investigation with the help of a local healer revealed that several orcs at the fort in Yew indeed suffered from a disease, weakening them and causing their skins to pale to an untypical grey shade. Duke Irvyn told the Beacon in an interview that he would place all known orcish settlements under regular observation to see what course this disease will take.

Yesterday, a small force of the Royal Guard infiltrated the orcish caves in disguise to try and learn more about the strange seed pods. It was found that the orcs water the pods with a strange, darkly glowing potion which is mixed from several ingredients. A sample was obtained by Madeline Warmbow of Trinsic, and has been given to Hannah to see if any of the royal alchemists can identify it or find a way to counteract it.

From the Duke’s Office:

Quote:

By decree of his Grace, Duke Irvyn Middlethorn of Trinsic: The West Gate Guardhouse and Records Office has been refurbished to serve as a central point for gathering and sharing information obtained by anyone during the current threats against the realm. In these times, troubled by the danger of the Shadowlords, orcish attacks and a weakened realm, it is the hope of the citizens of Trinsic that this new outpost for the Royal Guard will help to reinforce and centralise the efforts against the common enemy. There is a chest on the front step and another one inside where books, notes or items can be left. There is also a bulletin board outside which can be used for messages. All information will be archived into the bookcases which will be open to everyone. We ask for the help of the Royal Guard and all defenders of the realm to gather and dispose all available information there, to be compiled and made available for the public. In the name of the people of Trinsic. Irvyn Middlethorn Duke of Trinsic, Servant of the Realm, Defender of the South, etc.

Feuilleton

A Wedding!
(Jolie Richesse)

A quick note only from Jolie today, as the editor is being most impatient!

It seems love is in the air around Trinsic, despite what my colleague Cassandre may claim. Perhaps stimulated by the news of Nathan and Hannah which I revealed to you last week, a little bird tells me of wedding news in Trinsic this very day! You may have heard, dear readers, rumours of the return of the terrible Kaldorian army, who from time to time decided to ravage the continent of Britannia.

After their last failed skirmish, most returned to their homeland of Gorimdor, but a few remained. Most notably Corwin, who set up a thriving ale import business and is well known in the town. There has been a longstanding and well known engagement between him and Hildy of the city guard, in the most romantic fashion, lasting all through the last war between Kaldor and Trinsic. The seemingly doomed lovers, on opposite sides of the battlefield, nonetheless remained firm and enduring in their attachment.

Well, now the Kaldorians are back, and it seems that again they seek nothing but war against the citizens of Britannia. Corwin has been recalled to the army, and gone most willingly according to some of his friends. But, before the Kaldorians can force him to split from his one true love, he today married Hildy in a secret ceremony performed by Gwen Irima and attended by a few friends. We wish them all possible happiness. Truly, mes amis, romance is not dead!

The Trinsic Beacon

An Outrage
(Jolie Richesse)

Dear readers, today it is necessary that I write for the Beacon the editorial, and apologise for the lateness of this publishing. And why? Because I must also tell you of a most outrageous, terrible, horrifying, episode that has occurred. Our very own Pierre Le Canard is at this moment in the Trinsic Cottage Hospital, recovering from severe injuries that may leave him scarred for life! The doctor tells me that he has two broken ribs, many cuts and abrasions from splinters of wood, and moreover, he has been shot twice with arrows. From Pierre himself I learn that he was first trampled by an undead and a horde of guardsmen – which is not so unexpected and an explainable accident – but then he sheltered behind a door which the Vesperians blew up, and not content with this first attack on him, they shot him! How can this be acceptable?

These disgraceful, shocking, contemptible and cowardly actions by the Vesperians must not go unrecorded! Not only do they attack the city of Yew (although it is of course possible that the Yewish are the most annoying people in Sosaria and one might therefore find some sympathy) but they have no compunction about including innocent bystanders in their ravages. Our noble editor and my so-dear friend Pierre was doing his always so splendid job in bringing to you, our readers, the full news of what is happening in this great land of ours. He spends many hours travelling and investigating to bring the truth to light – and there is no use seeking it in those pathetic publications from other cities – and yet this is his reward: to be cruelly, wantonly and unthinkingly attacked! Truly the so-called militia of Vesper are nothing but barbarians, soulless and without respect for anyone. Also cowardly, to attack an unarmed civilian and no doubt to laugh about it and glory in their self-proclaimed strength!

Certainly these Vesperians are no better than the orcs which seek to bring havoc to all places. Indeed one might think it quite possible that they are working with the orcs, for both display a so-great shared interest in klomping everyone. And it was most obvious they have no desire for peace, since the only representative sent to the peace talks with the Commander Nathan Hawke was that capricious, traitorous dilettante Devante Stirling.

The Beacon is given to understand that the Duke is to issue a formal letter of protest to the Chancellor of Vesper. But, mes amis, how can this be enough? It is true that our beloved and worthy Duke is first and foremost a man of peace, and he has indeed kept our beautiful city aloof from so many conflicts, to its greater prosperity and strength, but surely something so offensive, shameful and despicable demands more! Perhaps if our readers were to appeal to him, he might consider some stronger action against these pusillanimous northern cravens.

It is to be hoped that Pierre will make a most swift recovery. Rest assured, dear readers, we hope to bring you better news in our next edition. And of course we shall never fail to continue our quest to bring you the truth, beauty and joy which so delight your hearts.

Breaking News - Beacon Exclusive: Royal Army on the March!
(ELE)

This scoop was obtained at the last minute, almost as the presses were about to roll. It comes from an impromptu interview by our intrepid reporter with Commander Nathan Hawke, who graciously attended the Trinsic Fight Night. According to the Commander, the king’s patience has finally ‘worn thin’ and he plans to put a decisive end to the series of attacks on loyalist towns. As was indicated at the recent peace summit at the Moonglow Lycaeum, we can now exclusively confirm that the Royal Army will march under direct orders from the King. They are to take up position on the borders of Minoc and Vesper, forming a barrier to protect the citizens of the realm against the ruthless attacks of the self-proclaimed ‘republic of Vesper’.

Humans are the better Orcs…
(ELE)

While the north succumbs to war and violence once more, the remainders of the Sosarian strength battle the hidden enemies on the move against the realm. Led by Commander Nathan Hawke, a company of the Royal Guard in orcish disguise crept into the caves beneath the mountains of Yew to learn more about the plans of the ‘wozzah’ Mericles and his orcish followers. With surprising ease the adventurers managed to establish a contact with one of the orc bosses, which allowed them to learn more about the activities hidden in the darkness of that cave. While the seed pods have not grown further they are still being watered by what alchemists titled a ‘darkglow’ potion, apparently consisting out of luminescent fungi and daemon blood. The latter was wrung yesterday from the body of a rather reluctant and extremely uncooperative blood daemon which was found lurking in (entirely unsurprisingly) blood dungeon.

It is the hope of the Royal Guard that the reward for delivering this to the boss will be the title of ‘gud orc’, along with the ‘wurd’ which is the password required to gain access to wozzah Mericles’ cave in the depths of the orcish dungeon. One might laugh, were it not a deadly dance of plans and counter plans with the safety of Sosaria at stake.

Feuilleton

A Beautiful Night
(Jolie Richesse)

It is surely a rare person who would not want to look young and beautiful. But how many of us can stay that way? As they say, Trinsic wasn't built in a day, and achieving a goal may take time. Further, if one requires to continue to look attractive and fresh every day, one must follow not just an efficient beauty regime, but also do it all very regularly. Beauty, dear readers, takes much dedication.

But it need not be a lengthy and difficult task! For many of us in our so-busy lives it is not possible to maintain a regular and intensive beauty regime, unless of course it is a part of your work! And most sadly there are not many of you so fortunate as myself. However, for those of you with less time to dedicate, here is a simple schedule to make yourself a beautiful glow quite naturally in only fifteen minutes a day before you go to bed. Yes, that is all it takes!

You must prepare yourself beforehand with all the things you will need.

First you will need a large bowl of warm water, with some pleasant smelling herbs in it (it does not matter which ones for this, only that they make a nice scent which you find relaxing). Secondly, a gentle facial scrub mask and some good skin moisturising cream (for the best ones I will give you the receipe next week). Then you will need some soft cotton wool, some coconut oil, and thinly sliced cucumber. A towel will also be required.

Put the bowl of water on the floor by a comfortable chair and everything else on a table nearby where it can easily be reached. Now for the complicated part!

Sit in the chair and put your feet in the water. Let them soak and inhale the pleasant scent rising from the water – perhaps it may be a good idea to wash your feet before doing this.

While your feet soak, take some of the soft cotton wool and apply the facial scrub, massaging it gently around your face but avoiding the eye area. That is what the cucumber is for. When you have applied the scrub, next take the coconut oil and pour a little onto the top of your head. Then, place a slice of cucumber over each eye to deal with puffiness and dark circles, and while that does its work, massage the coconut oil into your scalp for at least 5 minutes, pressing quite hard and working the oil down to the end of the hair.

After all the above, remove the cucumber from your eyes so that you can see what you are doing. Then, take your feet out of the water and now you will of course need the towel. Dry them gently and thoroughly. If you wish, some toenail clipping and rough skin removal can be done now while the feet are softened and warm.

Next, rinse the facial scrub from your face with lukewarm water and pat your face dry. Do not remove the oil from your hair – an overnight treatment will ensure beautifully shiny and strong hair in the morning. Finally, apply the moisturising cream generously to your face and neck. Now, relaxed and soothed by your beauty treatment you will get a good night’s sleep!



Trinsic Fight Night a Success
(ELE)

For those that prefer a bloody over a beautiful night the Trinsic Fight Night might be just the thing; featuring neither cucumber nor a relaxing bath for the feet, other than a mixture of blood and sweat soaking through the boots since the only rule was once more that no rules apply. Thus it was that contestants from all over the realm fought, struggled, shot and burned their way through their opponents until local armsman Van Cocidius won the temporary title of Fight Night Champion. A new Fight Night has been announced for next week, so seize the chance to wrestle (cut, slash, hack, burn) this title this title away from him.

Wild Wild Ilshenar...
(ELE)

Similar to the ritual of the Fight Nights the Duchy of Trinsic invites all adventurers to its weekly Ilshenar expedition. The trip is generally an attempt to get as many people as possible into as big a trouble as can be found and the excitement and willingness of the participants can only be explained by temporary madness. However, the shared madness makes for a generally good time, at least up to the point where the only working door leads right into the lowest levels of the Abyss (see picture).

The Trinsic Beacon

Royal Decrees
(PLC)

On Sunday night, king pro tempore Lord Casca uttered the following decrees:

• A Royal Census is to be conducted in the month of June, during which each citizen of the Realm is to be registered and will be required to pay a one-time tax of 1000 gold pieces.
• As announced by Commander Hawke, a part of the Royal Army shall be stationed in the borderlands between Cove, Minoc and Vesper, to offer protection for the citizens of the realm against assaults from the self-proclaimed republic of Vesper.
• Commander Nathan Hawke is relieved from his duty, with his predecessor to be announced in the next days.

The decrees were followed by a storm of outrage from nearly all witnesses. Protests continued afterwards and gathered strength as the news were spread across the realm. Nathan Hawke was not yet available for an interview.

War against Peace
(PLC)

War has begun in the north, where the vesperian ‘army’ felt threatened by the tremendous force of less than ten(!) Royal Soldiers in a small-crate-fortified outpost on the Cove-Minoc-Vesper-crossroads. According to chancellor Escaflowne, this apparently lethal danger to Vesper was considered an ‘invasion force’ (all ten of them!) with which the tyrant king from Britain means to overthrow the ‘republic of Vesper’. Consecutively the vesperian ‘army’ moved out to slaughter this small detachment of the Royal Guard and to burn it down as a sign for their bloodlust and brutality.

Chancellor Escaflowne further stated that this first, initial attack was a counterattack, though he could not explain how it is possible to counter something that has not yet taken place.

King pro tempore Lord Casca already reacted to this attack with a letter, from which we took this quote: "The so-called ‘Republic of Vesper’ has been a thorn in my eye for some time. And now they dare attack the Royal Guard? This is an outrage!" The letter also states that reinforcements will be sent to strengthen the crown’s presence in the area.

Political Suicide – A Commentary
(PLC)

When subtlety is the name of the game, then it is the small moves that matter. In previous editions we have already detailed the problems and unsolved mysteries around the new king and his rise to power and we shall not bore you once again with these accounts. Up until now, however, there was always the doubt, the possibility of both truth and deceit that surrounded each of the individual steps. These decrees, however, appear to be nothing less but a blunt lunge at the integrity and unity of the realm.

A census and taxes are sure to agitate many citizens, especially in the already heavily taxed and tithed regions of Yew. One can only pity the farmers that do not only suffer from taxes to the militia, more or less voluntary (and torch-inspired) donations to the ‘church’ and now have to pay large sums of gold to the crown for unknown purposes. The blunt dismissal of Nathan Hawke from the position of the Commander of the Royal Guard is sure to alienate those that worked closely with him in order to try and reveal the plans of the Shadowlords, Mericles and now the orcs. Hints and rumours concerning the march of the Royal Guard to the borderlands in the north might bring the Realm to the verge of a civil war, if not way beyond. Countless smaller occurrences sowing doubt and distrust into the crown and its chosen emissaries shatter the strength and heart of the once great Realm of Lord British.

In our studies and interviews, in our countless travels that carry us all through the Realm, we have come to the conclusion that all of us, citizens from the north and south, the east and west, the capital and the farthest regions, friends and foes alike are targeted by a much greater and sinister plan. Hatred, falsehood and cowardice are the names of the Shadowlords and it is those feelings that they seek to inspire in us all. And they succeed.

This dark hour might mark the end of the Realm and Sosaria as we know it, lest we all unite and put aside the differences and problems that lead to those dark feelings. Let us cut the strings of the puppets that dance to the Shadowlords’ tune and return to the legacy of Lord British and the heroes of old.

As a sign of good faith, of a will to unite against and to overcome the Shadowlords, we ask all of our readers to wear a yellow or golden sash, cape, surcoat or any other visible piece of clothing as an outward sign of their support to the Realm and its citizens.




The Philosopher’s Seed
(ELE)

Even without the guidance of its former Commander, the Royal Guard continued its search for clues and information concerning the strange seed pods gathered and grown by the orcs. Temporarily led by Hannah, they followed the trails (or fumes, in this case) to a number of alchemists that might be able to shed a glow on the luminescent potions employed by the greenskins.

However, the Royal Alchemists, hired by the king himself, appears to have been given a wrong and entirely useless potion by Lord Casca, thus making the resulting report about as interesting as a covian newspaper. Either we are the witnesses of a particularily malfunctioning bureaucratic system or we have to conclude that an attempt to mislead the Royal Guard has taken place.

Only marginally more helpful was a captured orcish alchemist, who garbled nothing of interest while he was being taken to a secure location to be questioned later.

The only useful trace found were the names and mannerisms of some teachers that taught both the Royal Alchemist and the mage Mericles, opening a potential venue of gathering more information about Mericles’ studies. In addition, more potions were acquired from the orc caves to have the Royal Alchemist perform a proper study of the fluid.

Yew Elections
(ELE)

Sunday saw the launch of the yewish campaigning season which will end in the election for a new mayor for Yew. The overture was staged by William Smit, who ranted extensively and to the amusement of most listeners about the need for slaves, wars and reigns of terror. After this, the candidates followed the usual patterns of campaigning, promising prosperity and success to the militia, the church and the citizens. Dylan Nottinbury tried to impress with plans of continuous spending (without mentioning where the gold should be gathered that is to be spent) and his well thought out and nearly comically patriotic choice of clothing. David Brooker followed a decidedly worldly course, suggesting a cut in tithe to the church and instead concentrating on taverns and (not fully understood and therefore somewhat curious) theories about foreign trade. He was followed by Kain Raslo, a veteran and aging citizen of Yew who might not have the most inspired and revolutionary programme, but impressed the audience with his sincerity and dedication to Yew and its people. Last (and possibly least) was Jack Nottinbury, who somehow lost himself in obscure explanations on why slavery was bad for the working class and how taxes should be restructured to get more gold while annoying less people with them.

Overall, the campaign promises a quite diverse field of candidates and we will look forward to the results of the yewish elections, which are to happen in June.

Feuilleton

Recipes for Beauty
(Jolie Richesse)

As I promised to you last week, my readers, here are the recipes for the facial scrub and the moisturiser which you may use with the beauty regime I described for you.

For a most excellent facial scrub:

You will need a coconut, some brown sugar, butter, and a little flour.

Break open the coconut carefully and collect the milk in a bowl. Then scrape out the white flesh and press it to remove as much of the juice as possible. Finely grate the pressed flesh and put it in the bowl with the milk. Then clean the fibres away from the shell and with a grater (a fine gauge carpenter’s plane actually works quite well for this) scrape the woody outside until you have about half a cup of what will look like sawdust. Mix the coconut shell, the grated flesh, and the milk altogether. Add some flour to thicken the mixture to a fairly stiff paste, butter to moisturise, and some brown sugar to induce sweetness.

Rub the mixture over your face, massaging gently with your fingertips. Repeat several times for the best effect. Then rinse your face well with warm water and pat dry.

This will not keep, so the rest is safe to eat if you do not mind the slightly gritty texture. I can assure you that it tastes very pleasant!

For intensive moisturizing

Collect for yourself one cucumber, some fresh leaves of the aloe vera plant (the best are found in Nujel’m), some yoghurt, a root of ginseng, cornflour and some cocoa butter.

Peel and grate the cucumber until it is what may be described as mushy. Press as much of the thick sap as possible from the aloe leaves and add this sap to the cucumber. Finely grate also the ginseng and add that along with the yoghurt. Mix well and when you have a smooth liquid, beat in the cocoa butter and cornflour until the mixture is a light and fluffy cream.

Spread a generous amount of the cream over your face and neck, rubbing in gently. Wipe off the excess but with a soft dry cloth, do not rinse it off with water. Leave overnight and you will find your skin smooth and soft in the morning.

This also does not last more than a few days, but I cannot recommend using any excess as food. It is not harmful but the taste is much less pleasant!

A bientôt, mes amis!



Quickly Noted
(ELE)

As you may or may not have heard, the former Vesper Militia reformed into an army proper which, we assume, is an only legitimate step if you plan to wage wars in foreign lands. Along with this change in titles came a change in uniforms to an ominous red and black.

You will understand how surprised we were to read in Bertram’s Guide to Guilds (available in every well-stocked library) that red over black are the colours of the venerable Federation of Thieves and Beggars. Or, when set up in checkers, the colours of the most honoured Guild of Assassins. Curious coincidence? Rare case of insight and self-awareness? Prophetic sign for times to come? Or just a blind followup on the colours of the Knights and Mages of Kha, a long dead and gone sect of doubtful morale and purpose?

One can only guess…



The Hor(r)o(r)scope for June
(by Cassandre d'Troi)

June - Ming (the Mongbat)
The stars are suggesting some strange portents this month. Expect some interesting changes in your working life, when your current manager is replaced by someone from the darker phases of existence. My understanding is that Shadow Lords thrive on constant conflict, so the office is not going to be a peaceful place for a while.

July - Leon (the Sphynx)
Llamas should be avoided this month. And muffins.

August - Fead (the Troll)
Assuming you survived last month, this month is relatively calm. The infestation of vampire bats in your back garden may provide some attention-grabbing moments for you, but otherwise your life will be fairly tedious.

September - Deck (the Ant Lion)
The ogre who moved in next door recently is likely to start a quarrel over that boundary fence you moved. You should have known you were chancing it. However, around the middle of the month things look up for you, as he will be distracted by the baby lava lizards that follow you home after a hunting expedition. Tip: next time, don’t kill the mother.

October - Whisky (the Rat)
It would probably be a good idea to give that undead slayer sword away this month, as you wouldn’t want to cut yourself accidentally after the 15th, or maybe 16th. Any silver you have lying around should be safely hidden, and sharpened wooden stakes should be removed from easy reach. Also I recommend clearing the garlic out of your garden.

November - Puff (the Magic Dragon)
This is going to be a much more exciting month for you. Around the 10th of the month you will get caught in a massive storm and be lost for several days. As a result of the soaking you will probably get pneumonia, but not badly. You will recover in time to be caught up in a major earthquake that’s waiting for you on or around the 25th.

December - Theseus (the Minotaur)
It would be beneficial to ensure you’re on good terms with your friends and neighbours this month. You seem to have offended one or more gods, and the resultant plagues of locusts, flies, blood, sheep and demons are not going to make life easy.

January - Dontfear (the Reaper)
Last month’s Titan stampede leads to some interesting consequences this month. Unfortunately the stars were not able to supply any definite details, so you will just have to wait and see. (There were some vague hints – if any of you would like to write in and let me know what happens, it would perhaps help to clear my inner eye.)

February - Vlad (the Vampire Bat)
Expect some fun and excitement this month when you go on holiday and meet plenty of fresh stimulation in strange places. I recommend taking some good armour and weapons with you, however, or plenty of reagents and a good spellbook. Exciting does not equal safe.

March - Frosty (the Snow Elemental)
This month sees you surrounded by the threat of poison, and it looks as though giant snakes in particular are going to haunt you, given the particular planetary conjunctions that pertain to your stars this month. Don’t leave home without plenty of orange potions. Come to think of it, keep them with you at home too.

April - Shrek (the Ogre)
A month filled with romance and sweet dreams is in the stars, but sadly it’s going to bypass you again. However, if you go hunting in the orc caves I can guarantee some resounding victories.*

May - Mat (the Daemon)
Unlike those born under the sign of Shrek, this is definitely your month for romance. Someone you thought of only as a colleague is going to start meaning a lot more to you, and things will potentially develop very fast. However, be careful as many people have hidden secrets in their past, including you. Honesty may not be the best policy.

* For the orcs.

The Trinsic Beacon

Special Victory Edition!

From your temporary editor, Jolie Richesse

Dear readers, our usual editor Pierre Le Canard decided to take this time of all times to be sick, or perhaps go on holiday, I am not sure. In any case he is not here. And what events he has missed!! I assure you, he will most definitely be kicking himself from here to Vesper and back!

Today we present for you a special Victory Edition, in which we shall show you the entire week’s vital moments!

Firstly, on Monday, Van Cocidius again led most excitingly his exploration into Ilshenar, where were found many brigands hiding in the town of Mistas. Once defeated, a journal was found dropped on the floor which pointed to them having kidnapped Commander Nathan Hawke! Moreover, it proved beyond doubt that the self-proclaimed King Casca was precisely responsible!!!

From that, on Thursday, a most dramatic rescue of the beloved Commander was led by none other than our own distinguished Duke!

Next, most clearly and directly as a result of our Duke’s remarkable ability to bring people together in amity, a display formerly unprecedented of tolerance and unity in Yew! The intended conference on Saturday to discuss the joint threats of Casca and Vesper became suddenly a joint conference including Vesper, talking of united action against Casca!!

And on the very next day, the whole of our land of Sosaria rose up in arms against this so foul usurper!! The city of Britain has been most splendidly liberated!! The coward Casca has fled into hiding!! Surely the date of 14th June will forever be remembered as one of the most magnificent and glorious of days ever to be seen in these lands!!!

Yet again, on Monday, our reinstated Commander led us all – still united – again to the orc mines. There after a tremendous battle the orcs were most thoroughly destroyed!! Thanks must go of course to the eminent alchemists of Trinsic who worked night and day to produce the strongest of explosives for this most vital task!

Mes amis, I do believe we are living in very momentous days of history! And each of us has a part to play, no matter of the most small or the most great! Naturally our so wonderful city of Trinsic, with our inspiring and illustrious Duke, shall be in the forefront as always!

[Note from typesetters: enough with the exclamation marks, we are running out.]


Comment - the immediate future
(ELE)

For now, Britain is liberated. The search for the usurper must now begin – all we can say at present is that he has not been seen in any of the cities.

At least the citizens of Britain can breathe a sigh of relief for now. Forces from the united army will reside in the city for a while, to ensure that the coward Casca cannot try to return. Nevertheless, vigilance is needed everywhere, not just to find Casca, but to guard against his hirelings. As Commander Hawke warned, they may yet be sent out to wreak revenge.

Trinsic shall of course open its doors to any refugees who have fled the horrific depredations of Casca and his hired brigands. Medical care is freely available at the Trinsic Cottage Hospital, with no charge. The orphanage will take in any children in need, and the largesse of the Duke extends also to free accommodation in Trinsic’s inns for those made homeless during this war.

Over the next few days, however, there will be entertainment and celebrations provided for all in Britain. Tonight the famed Trinsic Fight Night will transfer to Castle British for any who wish to take part. Tomorrow, the town of Yew is arranging a “Fancy Dress Brawl” in the Cat’s Lair Tavern. And on Thursday, we have heard rumours of games being organised, although no details were available when we went to press.


An artist’s sketches of the expedition to Ilshenar (Monday 8th June)



Here be dragons (Thursday 11th June)
(JR)

Following the terrible discovery in Ilshenar, and the failure of King Casca to make any reply to his letter, our Duke made the so bold decision to finally declare himself against this usurping pretender. Thus he initiated a search for Commander Nathan Hawke.

Knowing that the Commander has become highly regarded by all peoples, in hope the Duke issued a notice to all parts of the land. And his hope was most splendidly fulfilled – a great host answered his call, from Yew, from Vesper, from Cove, from Skara Brae, from Britain, indeed all corners of the land! Everyone was united in the desire to find the beloved Commander.

By great good fortune, the Lady Hannah was able to tell of a mysterious dream she had (of which I will discuss more in a later edition), regarding a cave in a mountain, with fire and streams of lava.

Led therefore by the Duke, the brave adventurers essayed a trip to the Chaos gate in Ilshenar – and believe me, mes amis, this is a most well named place! The mountain and streams of lava were indeed found, but Hannah did not feel it was right. And there was no sign of the Commander, only a strange beast appearing like a huge demon, but who seemed to know of the Commander.

Thus the way was made to the Honor gate instead, and when was found a volcano, and a cave of most gigantic fire-breathing dragons surrounded by streams of boiling lava, Hannah became of a certainty that this was the place of her dream.

And so indeed it proved, dear readers! The noble Commander, most grievously cut and burned but still by the grace of all gods alive, was found deep inside the cave. This naturally required much brave combat with the ancient wyrms which infested the place, but of course this united army was ready and willing.

He was taken from that terrible place to a secret location – although I can now reveal that it was the healers of Yew – and there he addressed us briefly, proclaiming that the rebellion against Casca had started in this place, before falling into a deep and it is to be hoped restful sleep.


United at last – at least for now (Saturday 13th June)
(ELE)

On Saturday, representatives from the whole of Sosaria came together to discuss the rebellion against Casca. It was notable that Duke Irvyn’s relaxed confidence showed a marked contrast with Captain Bladius Dart of Yew, who seemed nervous, unable even to sit still in his chair.

Then again, perhaps this could be explained by the Yewish agreeing to sit at table and talk with at least a semblance of cooperation with Vesperians, Covians, elves, and sundry other representatives of all that the somewhat insular and bigoted peasantry of Yew hate so much. Duke Irvyn, of course, has far more experience in diplomacy of the highest order, and indeed might be considered directly responsible for everyone agreeing to work together.

Commander Nathan Hawke, thankfully recovering well from the wounds sustained during his kidnapping, was able to be present. He was fully supportive of the decision taken: to raise a united army from all present, in order to retake the city of Britain and, if possible, to capture Casca himself and bring him to trial (though this was apparently viewed as contentious with a number calling for immediate execution. However, the point is moot for now, as Casca has not been captured).

Discussion turned briefly to the next steps. Who fills the void (no pun intended) left by deposing Casca? It was largely agreed that a new Royal Council should be chosen, this time by election from the citizens of Sosaria. (It is the Beacon’s opinion that Commander Nathan Hawke should - and indeed probably will - be appointed as the head of the Council, by general acclamation.)

Sadly, Vesper refused to take part in such a Council, thus the dream of uniting the lands must for now remain just that.


All your base are belong to us (Sunday 14th June)
(ELE)

Probably one of the greatest armies Sosaria has ever seen gathered at Stonekeep in readiness for the assault on Britain. People were there from all the land, from Yew, Vesper, Cove, Skara Brae, Britain, Trinsic, and all points far and wide.

Trinsic's advance scouts were able to warn of Casca's brigands waiting at the western pass, and also managed to penetrate Lord Blackthorn's castle and confirm that the usurper had already fled. Medical supplies were additionally sent ahead.


The forces from the Duchy of Trinsic, with the Duke himself at their head, joined with the Knights Templar, the Skara Braens, the Vesperians and the Bloodguard to advance on Britain from the north east. Commander Nathan Hawke also accompanied this group.

There was a mighty host of brigands waiting on the main road, and more of their fellows poured in to hinder the approach as much as possible. But after heavy fighting the brigands were finally routed and the combined force advanced into the city. There were some injuries amongst the army, but no recorded casualties.


It is notable that the ordinary town guards, unlike Casca's "Royal" guards, were happy to help fight off any brigands who dared to enter the city limits. The Duke reported seeing one of the Royal Guards apparently commanding the brigands, but, like his master Casca, the cowardly dog soon turned tail and ran.

After further checking of Lord Blackthorn's castle (with no resistance from the remaining Royal Guards in the vicinity) and checking that the streets were free from any remaining brigands, the victorious army gathered in the throne room of Castle British. There Commander Hawke addressed them briefly, and then all dispersed to prepare for the next day's final assault on the orcs.



The mines are mined (Monday 15th June)
(ELE)

Again the great united army gathered, this time in Britain, and was led by Commander Hawke to the orc mines. There was fierce fighting against wave after wave of ferocious orcs, but the army won through to the final secret cave.


Here they faced the toughest challenge yet, as from the moment they entered the cavern they faced massed ranks of orc mages with every possible protective spell wound about them. This caused great problems initially, with the Duke narrowly escaping death on at least one occasion.

However, once enough of the army had penetrated to the cavern, the orcs were swiftly defeated. The seed pods were burned with liquid fire, and then explosives were placed at strategic points around the caves, as directed by the Yewish sappers (naturally the Yewish would know all about destruction). Leaving the explosives timed to go off, the army swiftly exited the caves and returned to Britain, where after a brief speech by Commander Hawke, each dispersed to rest and recover.


I am happy to report that the Duke is recovering well from the minor injuries sustained during the episode. I am sure he feels his bruises and burns are a small price to pay for the ending of the (admittedly uncertain) threat from the orcs and their seedpods. It remains to be seen what counter strike will be launched by the necromancer Mericles, who like Casca is still at large.

The Trinsic Beacon

Dorat Captured for Trial
(PLC)

The career of former Commander of the Royal Guard Dorat was an ambitious but luckless one. Having barked up the wrong tree, he and his army are now facing charges of high treason, treason, various cases of murder, assault and kidnapping. They are deemed responsible for these attrocities while following the orders of the usurper to the Throne of Britannia, the now fleeing Casca. On Thursday the guardforce of the Duchy of Trinsic, with the assistance of a delegation of paladins and several other citizens of Britannia managed to apprehend Dorat while he was attempting to prepare a large-scale attack on the villages of Yew and the militia headquarters in Stonekeep. After scattering Dorat’s army of brigands, the commander himself was dragged out of hiding and to a cell in Trinsic, where he is to be put on trial on Sunday, the 12th day of July.

From the office of Duke Irvyn Middlethorn we hear that his Grace himself will fill the role of the judge in that case, but that the decision over guilt and innocence shall be made by an independent jury consisting of Citizens of Britiannia.

Keeping an Eye Out
(PLC)

Tonight, One Eyed Pete and a fleet of brigand ships were caught green-handedly as they were poisoning the waters around Skara Brae with great amounts of poison, killing a large number of fish and risking the lives of the citizens and visitors to that town. While investigating the dead fish, the party found a clue leading them to the coordinates at which the fleet was anchored. A lengthy and bloody sea battle ensued, in which many were wounded by the formidable Juka archers that the brigands employed to keep the defenders of Skara Brae at bay. In the end, the brigands were defeated and One Eyed Pete, during an attempt to swim to the shore, was run over by a ship and might have drowned.

Another clue was found by Van’s Ilshenar Expedition, who discovered a short missive from Mericles:

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White, Wings at the mount. W

Yew (B)eaten.
(PLC)

Our most honoured readers may excuse the tasteless pun, but this bit of news is a rather gruesome and difficult one to report.

After the mysterious disappearance of Captain Dart’s wife, Tanya Dart, her corpse had been found washed up on the shores of Cove. But as if this were not hard enough a blow for the good citizens of Yew, the caravan sent out to transport the mortal remains of Lady Dart back to yewish lands was slaughtered by vesperian forces, who apparently felt threatened by the presence of yewish troops in their territory. It would seem that the simple solutions, such as asking questions first, did not occur to the somewhat overeager vesperian soldiers, who instead proceeded right on to the killing of the yewish and covian escort, vanquishing the surprised and grief-stricken mourners in but a few minutes of fighting.

While this is no more than the normal madness to be witness in the north and not worth a report in itself, the story manages to become even more bizarre, for the casket with the remains of poor Lady Dart was apparently either set on fire or fell victim to some explosives employed by either side. Even worse, numerous citizens of Cove and Yew claimed during interviews that chancellor Escaflowne himself as well as marshall Damien and Devante, later declared with certain amounts of pride to have eaten from what must by then have been the charred remains of the corpse. Our reporters could not find out whether this was supposed to be a calculated insult, general idiocy combined with an inability to tell edible meat from the other kind or (and for once we dearly hope that this is the case) another round of propaganda.



Uncollegial Behaviour
(PLC)

It would seem like the colleagues of the Collegium favour some rather uncollegial behaviour, at least towards some of the realm’s cities. While they pretend to be honest citizens and scholars in Yew, where they appear to conduct some kind of weapon research, they overtly attacked high ranked citizens and leaders of Cove in a series of failed assassination attempts meant to target the baron himself along with some of the military leaders and even their wives. According to the covian army all attacks were repelled and none of the targets were seriously injured. The Beacon was further told that the Collegium previously attempted to scam Baron Octovious by means of some forged contract that they tried to force upon him.

A clerk of the Duchy Guard told the Beacon that up until now the Collegium had not attempted anything vastly unlawful in Trinsic yet, merely being a minor nuisance for the guards on duty.

Feuilleton

Trinsic Campus nearing Completition
(PLC)
Dear Readers, your Trinsic Beacon team is especially proud to announce to you today that the construction work for the new Trinsic Campus is nearly complete. The finished venue will house a theatre and exhibition room, a public library and study hall as well as the Beacon Offices. As soon as we have a date and time for the opening celebrations set we would be most honoured to welcome you at these new premises.



Save the Last Dance
(ELE)

The dance with Death is a commonplace institution in many works of art and poetry, but for a wealthy merchant of Jhelom this fantasy became a short but intense reality as he ended his life during a private performance by a dancer from Nujel’m. Despite the naturally appearing suspicions the captain of the guard ensured us that even after a “long and intensive” questioning there would be no doubt in the “integrity of such a fine and strapping young lass”.

Shortly after, the widow was arrested on the charges of assault after she attacked the brother of the deceased, who apparently suggested the dancer perform as a last farewell at the funeral. The Beacon had acquired a picture of the dancer in question, but it mysteriously disappeared before it could go to the press.


The Farmer’s Guide (Summer Edition)
(FB)

Welcome landowners to this new category that is bound to give yer fields and gardens a second spring, just incase they missed the first one due to the uncut grass that was blocking out the sun. Do not miss these wonderful tips and turn your little cut of good Britannian soil into a paradise (which does NOT mean to make it a place where all the dead things go).

• July and August are the mating season for mongbats. If your neighbourhood suffers from the lovesick little buggers be sure to keep buckets of cold water around and do not eat onions. Mongbat nests can be removed with a gentle poke, in which case they will fall apart. And remember: absolutely no onions, unless you are –really- desperate for a date.
• The tedious work of cutting the lawn can be avoided by purchasing sheep. Note that these, too, have mating season. In case of overpopulation apply small amounts of wolves.
• If the compost heap moves around avoid contact and purchase a guide for dealing with bog things. Do not feed!
• Bonsai plants are a must for any garden with style. They also take an incredible amount of work to wire, unwire, bend, break, cut, trim, shape, mend, water, dry and whatever else the silly little things need doing. The morale: style is for those rich enough to have a gardener.
• Many exciting new plants and seeds have led to an influx in hobby gardeners. Avoid contact or, if unavoidable, treat with disdain.
• Careless handling has led to an outbreak of zoogi fungi. Eat onions to avoid infection by poisonous spores.
• Do not fall for fraudal advertisements. Reapers end your life, not just your boredom.
• Dried walrus and dragon droppings still make the best fertiliser. Apply generously. One walrus last for one acre of garden or half an acre of forest.
• Roses suffer from heat in the summer. Provide shade and fan continuously.
• Cheap wholesale offers of Yewish agricultural products should be treated with care. Note: the blight is never fully extinct.
• Heartwood is a cheap alternative for home owners. In merely four generations your grand grand children will be able to build their first house amongst the branches. Consult neighbours to avoid arguments about overhanging branches.

That is all for this time and always remember: true gardeners suffer. Enjoyment is gained only from stylish gardens.

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On an OOC note: Keep up to date about events in, around and with the Duchy of Trinsic with these exciting new ways of communication! *squeals* The Duchy on Facebook! And the Ducks Twitter, too! And even as RSS Feed. (If you have no more idea than I did what that is just click the link, it won't bite...)

The Trinsic Beacon

Trial of Dorat Becomes Trial for All
(PLC)

Yesterday, the more than inept jury effectively prevented a continuation of the trial of former Commander Dorat, who stands accused of several charges that might lead to his execution. Mere minutes after the opening speech of the Templar Taggart, who spoke for the accused, parts of the jury decided that the sound of their own voice was more important than a lawful trial and they began a discussion that led to the premature end of the first day of the trial. Once it became clear that the jury was extremely prejudiced and obviously incapable of listening to the statements of either party, the judge, Duke Irvyn Middlethorn of Trinsic himself, called for a continuation of the trial on Monday evening. A clerk from the Duke’s office later explained that the legal procedures for exchanging the parts of the jury that prevented a continuation of the trial are currently being considered.

The Beacon will present a special edition for each day of the trial, to keep you, our honoured readers, informed about each new turn in this important process.

Research Beacon – Interview
(PLC)

PLC: In order to help our readers understand the complicated legal circumstances of former commander Dorat’s trial we have secured an interview with Professor Dorian Abronsius, former head of Umbra University and lector at Spiritwood University.

PA: Oh, only once or twice. At Spiritwood, that is.

PLC: Thank you for your time, Professor. Now, the trial seems to have come to a lockdown concerning the question of whether Casca is indeed the current king of Britannia or not. What is your stance on this, from a legal point of view?

PA: Not so hasty, young man. Not so hasty. It is my firm opinion, that said question is of no further importance to the trial at large, nor to the individual charges laid down against Dorat.

PLC: Would you explain that, Professor?

PA: I would, if I were given half a chance. Now, the question is not whether Casca is king or not, but whether Dorat, at the time that he was made commander of the royal guard, was in a position to have doubts concerning Casca’s claims to the throne. The royal army is not merely a tool, it is a weapon that is yielded only for the sake of the kingdom and its people. Now, by the time that the lad was made commander, the entirety of the kingdom had already turned its back on Casca. There was no legitimation for his ascend to the throne whatsoever. Each of the individual city states had made it clear that they had had no hand in said choice and that they were not supporting him. There was no trace of a council, no proof as to whether or not they exist at all. The realm was in turmoil. A commander of an army as important as the Royal Army must consider such aspects before obeying commands and…

PLC: So you are saying that commands in an army are open to discussion and personal interpretation, Professor?

PA: What? No. No, of course not. The average soldier… well… let us say, they are not paid to think, yes? But the high command is beyond the ranks where blind obedience is an option. In the same way in which the guard asks for a password to confirm the identity of a messenger the high command has the duty to ensure that their commands are from a valid member of the government, in this case, the king. Had Dorat considered all the facts publically available at the time then he must have had doubts concerning the validity of Casca’s claims. Then there is the nature of the commands he had been given. Attack citizens of the realm, harm women and children, fight side by side with the spawn of the Abyss? Even the dimmest star in the sky must have become suspicious by then. More so, Lord British based the kingdom on the virtues just so that the people would always have a moral guidance to base their actions on in…

PLC: An interesting theory, Profes…

PA: Nonsense! Not a theory, legal facts. If a stranger demands anything of me, then I have to make sure that he is within his authority to do so. Especially when the demand is to kill women and children.

PLC: Yes yes, I think you made that sufficiently clear now. But, Professor, if you were judge and jury combined, what sentence would you set?

PA: Oh, me? Ah, to throw around with things like treason is a bit high in this case. The poor sod was undoubtedly chosen for his inability to think properly and the riches and power heaped on him will have snuffed out the last bits of common sense he had left. The boy is a soldier and he should never have been given such a command. I would think a few years in prison with continuous education and community work to help him see the error of his ways sound like a virtuous and fair punishment.

PLC: Thank you for your time, Professor.

Casca Fails to Raid Luna
(PLC)

Several of the people we interviewed seemed vaguely uncertain on whether this was good or bad news, but the facts are that an attack led by Casca and his ‘beast’ was repelled by a concentrated force of defenders from all corners of Sosaria. Even without a coordinated command the attackers charging all of the four gates were defeated and thrown back (in some cases into the void); though a small commotion appeared when some of the supposed defenders tried to torch some of the buildings of Luna themselves.

During the battle, both Casca and the ‘beast’ managed to escape, though the latter confused some of the defenders with vague and bizarre tales of old knights and orders, hinting that it had been a knight himself, once. As such, its hatred seemed to turn against the templars, which it swore to haunt and kill as revenge for wrongs it supposedly suffered. The Beacon is still investigating these accounts.

Britannia’s Food Supplies in Danger?
(PLC)

The forces under Casca’s influence have turned to a new strategy, which is to starve out the citizens of Britannia. After the waters around the island of Skara Brae had been poisoned during the last week, disrupting the work of one of Britannia’s biggest fishing fleets, new attempts have been made in Britain and Vesper.

In Britain, all the fields and crops were torched by Casca’s followers, leaving the citizens on the brink of starvation. While the trinsician fleet with supplies reached the harbour unchallenged (possibly due to the destruction of Casca’s fleet near Skara Brae) the help and food caravans from Yew met heavy resistance in the pass leading to Britain. With the combined strength of several towns however the packhorses reached their destination and the food was distributed amongst the taverns of Britain to be passed on to the already queuing and hungry people.

In the meantime, Vesperian forces struggled to counter an attack on their food supplies, which were apparently poisoned. The citizen Olk Samsca and the staff of the Swagger’s Inn explained to the Beacon that the poisoned food had been destroyed and that nobody had been harmed by this attack. At least nobody important. (quote) Overall, the food supplies of the town are now guarded and no shortage is expected.

Feuilleton

Dead Men need no Gold…
(PLC)

…so what better way to spend it than by gambling in a casino? During our usual rounds our surprised reporter stumbled over the Dead Man’s Hands Casino in Cove, which apparently opened not too long ago. According to the barkeeper, the casino opens every Saturday Night to offer a variety of different games, drinks and entertainment to the paying (or hopefully occasionally winning) customers.

The Trinsic Beacon

Desperate Defense
(PLC)

Yesterday saw the second part of the Trial of former commander Dorat, this time with a new jury after the obviously incapable and prejudiced members had been removed in order to allow for fair and correct proceedings. Due to this necessary step the court was finally able to begin the actual hearing of witnesses and to evaluate the presented evidence.

However, this time the trial was thoroughly ridiculed and turned into a test for the nerves of all attendants when the new addition to the defendants of Dorat (most likely due to a lack of any real strategy or evidence) began to deliberately lie and twist the words of all the witnesses presented to the court. Only due to the diligent recordkeeping of the court scribe Haphazard Scrawl and the judge was it possible to retain an amount of truth in face of the shameless lies and exploits of the defending knights templars.

Despite this blatant sabotage two witnesses managed to make their statements and we have compiled the most interesting scenes of the day (together with the opening words of the judge) for you to follow.

Opening Statement – Judge Irvyn Middlethorn, Duke of Trinsic

Judge Irvyn Middlethorn: The second trial of Dorat will therefore commence. Before the charges, I will make a brief statement. Yesterday the proceedings degenerated into a discussion of the legitimacy or otherwise of the self-proclaimed king Casca. Whilst that is indeed something that must one day be determined, today is not that day; Dorat is on trial, not Casca.

Further, this trial is taking place in Trinsic under Trinsic Law. Therefore, the scope of the trial will be narrowed to crimes committed specifically against Trinsic.

The charges are that you (Dorat) conspired with others to commit treason against the city and Duchy of Trinsic; that on the 28th of June you committed said treason by leading an attack on the city in company with Balrons and brigands; and that on the same day you assaulted, kidnapped and unlawfully imprisoned citizens of Trinsic. Do you plead guilty or not guilty?

Former commander Dorat: Not guilty



Statement of Witness Sparrow

Prosecutor Nico Viechamalli: Lord Sparrow here will bear witness to the events of 28th June.

Witness Sparrow: Well I was present at the attack and I will answer as required. I saw the attack at the West gate by brigands and (at) the South gate by Demons. These forces were the king’s and attacking Trinsic.

Defendant Hebrind Kelter: You were present at the attack on 28th June - and you say you saw the armies attacking.

Witness Sparrow: Aye.

Defendant Hebrind Kelter: Tell me, what units did you see attacking? You mention demons.

Witness Sparrow: Brigands Juka Lords Balrons

Defendant Hebrind Kelter: So by your own admission, you didn't see my client, Mr Dorat at the battlefield, or anywhere in the vicinity?

Witness Sparrow: You are unlikely to see the Commander of an army in the front line

Defendant Hebrind Kelter: Indeed - so you didn't see him. In fact, you only saw the demons, Juka Lords and Balrons you were intent on fighting. Is that correct, Mr Sparrow?

Witness Sparrow: That is so.

Defendant Hebrind Kelter: To conclude, Mr Dorat was nowhere to be seen?

Witness Sparrow: I can only say that I never saw him.

Defendant Hebrind Kelter: Thank you. No further questions, your honour,



Statement of Witness Calvin

Prosecutor Nico Viechamalli: Please would you state your name and occupation for the record?

Witness Calvin: Uh, me name is Calvin, sir. And I is a fisherman here in Trinsic.

Prosecutor Nico Viechamalli: Thank you. You are doing very well, very well indeed. Tell me, do you remember Sunday the 28th of June?

Witness Calvin: Um. That been the day where there was war, aye?

Prosecutor Nico Viechamalli: Indeed it was. And what did you see?

Witness Calvin: Aye, then I do. Lots. Nothing much at first, really. Them guards make sure us is all inside walls and away from it. And it been... uh... quite merry, too. What with a lot of the lads around being bored and waiting. Thens the fighting comes nearer, so we hears swords ringing and screams and all and all goes a little testy.

Defendant Hebrind Kelter: Testy? Explain.

Witness Calvin: Stand at the door with some clubs n all. Never know who comes in, aye? So, ol Harland been behind the door with that club o' his. And me swears there ain't a soul in town what gets past him, but then door flies open and it ain't a soul, but some... thing *makes gestures with arms* Like like a daemon, but nay red, cause it was more... grey?

Prosecutor Nico Viechamalli: They are called balrons, but we know about them.

Witness Calvin: An an it just beat ol Harland dead with is own club and it was horrid, really.

Prosecutor Nico Viechamalli: It must have been terrible for you. What happened next?

Witness Calvin: Then it shoos us all out and into the road and there be more of em and they ... well, ems just pick us up in one and twos, see, and em fly up and over the wall and me nearly got sick, what with being scared and all the bouncing.

Prosecutor Nico Viechamalli: Indeed... and was anyone else there?

Witness Calvin: And then that guy in the armour is there too, on the wall, and he tells em things to take us through a gate like and then all was dark and dank and there be wet bricks but me nay saw well in there. Me hears the others in the dark, what with the women crying and all and it stay dark for lots of time and suddenly there is shouting and soldiers and all and fighting again and torches and we is dragged back out. I nay really knew what to think, so me just walked along till someone said to go home, then me ran.

Prosecutor Nico Viechamalli: A terrible tale, and I am sure we are all pleased to see you back safely. Just to be absolutely clear, is the man in armour in here today?

Witness Calvin: But not all was back safely, me knows that. Um, aye. *points at Dorat*

Defendant Nico Viechamalli: And you are certain of that?

Witness Calvin: Aye, me is good with faces.


(Note from the editor: the defendants of Dorat had a chance to question the witness Calvin, but the majority of statements was ruled out by the court due to objections and the twisting of words by the defendants. The Beacon therefore decided not to print these attempts at twisting the truth.)

The Trinsic Beacon

The Last Night?
(PLC)

Tonight might indeed be the last night for former commander Dorat as his trial for crimes against the Duchy of Trinsic and its allies comes to a conclusion. Statements from the Duke’s office indicate that justice in Trinsic is supposed to be swift, meaning that a death sentence might be executed immediately.

Observers and legal experts agree that Dorat is likely to be found guilty. His own admissions shocked the audience and the defendants made some grievous mistakes out of their lacking knowledge of the Trinsic law.

To keep you informed about the proceedings we offer to you the full testimony of Dorat as well as the concerned laws in question. Another special edition of the Beacon on Monday will cover the end of the trial.

Dorat’s Statement

Accused Dorat: I am Dorat, Commander of the Royal Guard

Defendant Taggart: Did Casca bring you into the Royal Guard when he allegedly became king?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: No, not until later. Sir Hawke was first appointed Commander of the Royal Guard. I took over from him on the 1st of June.

Taggart: but you had served in the guard before becoming commander?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: For 14 years

Taggart: so you have served the Kingsom for many years

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: Yes

Taggart: And have you have been in trouble during your service?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: Nay, I have an outstanding service record. I wouldn't have been Commander otherwise

Taggart: Very well. During the 28th june did you strike anyone or threaten anyone with harm that could be classed as assault?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: I was leading an army. So in the heat of battle, yes I did strike several soldiers down.

Taggart: And where they defenseless?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: They were soliers. Well armed

Taggart: So would you class that as Assault?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: I would class that as the normal proceedings of a battle

Taggart: Which correct me if I am wrong your not being charged with

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: *shrugs* I don't think so.

Nico Viechamalli: Excuse me sir...another witness.

Taggart: did you illegaly remove anyone from the City of Trinsic?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: I did not

Taggart: Prosecution’s witness.




Nico Viechamalli: Mr Dorat, I believe you admitted to leading the army against Trinsic on 28th June?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: I did

Nico Viechamalli: The balrons, and the brigands - you commanded them?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: No, the Daemons were commanded by The Beast

Nico Viechamalli: But it was a coordinated attack?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: It was. As ordered by Lord Casca

Nico Viechamalli: So there must have been some plotting going on. Where is the proof that it was ordered by Casca?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: Lord Casca is the King sir. All large militairy actions are ordered by him

Nico Viechamalli: That is not proof, only speculation.

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: If you would permit me to return to the castle I could present you with written orders

Nico Viechamalli: Do you have written orders, protocols, rules? I see ... and yet in the note found outside the gate discussing the attack there is no indication that Casca was even aware of it.

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: He is the King! Of course he is aware....

Nico Viechamalli: So he is ordering demons to attack his citizens? To the matter of the kidnapped citizens then. This court has heard three witnesses who described citizens being taken away by you. With very positive identifications. Do you admit that you did this?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: I do

Nico Viechamalli: And were they unwilling to go with you?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: They were.

Nico Viechamalli: And were they happy to stay where you trapped *coughs* took them?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: They were hostages, they weren't supposed to enjoy themselves

Nico Viechamalli: I see. So... you admit that you attacked Trinsic in alliance with demons and you kidnapped a group of defenseless citizens and attempted to hold them in a rather unpleasant place?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: Those were Lord Casca's orders

Nico Viechamalli: Alas, I regret that Casca was not present. It is your actions we are considering. You led the attack, did you not?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: I led my battalions

Nico Viechamalli: They were not your normal troops, were they?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: Soldiers come and go. That's the nature of the profession

Nico Viechamalli: You stayed for 14 years. Are you so unusual?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: I am not a soldiers

Nico Viechamalli: Are you not?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: I am the commander!

Nico Viechamalli: And I am sure you have been a good one. Do you look after your troops?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: Not individually. That is their respective luitenants task

Nico Viechamalli: But overall, you have responsibility for them?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: I am their commander... So yes

Nico Viechamalli: So you ordered them to attack Trinsic in company with demons but did not give them any armour or decent weapons?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: The troops that attack trinsic were mostly new recruits. They have to prove their worth before we issue them expensive armour

Nico Viechamalli: So you sent raw recruits against the most heavily fortified city in the whole of Britannia?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: I was ordered to do so

Nico Viechamalli: I fear your claim to be a good commander really does not add up. But as you have admitted to attacking, kidnapping, and unlawful imprisonment.

Taggart: Objection. Assumption of Facts as it unlaw imprisonment

Irvyn: He did admit to leading the attack, and to taking the citizens and imprisoning them.

Taggart: but never that it was illegal

Nico Viechamalli: Oh? And how so?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: The citizens of Trinsic openly defied Lord Casca. An act of treason against the crown.

Nico Viechamalli: But that is not at issue here. What is at issue is that you personally led an army here with the intent to overthrow the Duke as shown in the note of the conspiracy, and you took citizens and held them against their will which is unlawful imprisonment.

Taggart: Objection. Assumption of Facts. That the note was from Dorat

Nico Viechamalli: Not at all. The note merely proves that there was a conspiracy to attack Trinsic. Since Dorat freely confesses to leading this attack he must have been aware of the conspiracy. In point of fact, it is unlikely that he wrote it. As it refers to a commanding officer and he is adamant that this was himself and the note is not written by the officer.

Irvyn: It would be good if you could comment on Mr Viechamalli's observsation.

Nico Viechamalli: You were the commanding officer, were you not?

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: I told you before..

Nico Viechamalli: Please say it again, just for the record.

Dorat Royal Guard Commander: I am Dorat, Commander of the Royal Guard




Statement of Witness Floria Tenne

Floria Tenne: Well I was amidst the attacks at the South gate with many others. Doing what I do best... observing whilst lending a hand with fighting off the attacks. I noticed a gathering of Civilians on the roof of the building beside south gate. I ventured up there, in the hope of calming them down and ushering them to safety. When I arrived at the top of the building "Commander" Dorat was there amongst them, and wash herding them into one of those blue portals. Shouting at them.

Nico Viechamalli: Did they go willingly?

Floria Tenne: He appeared to be using force

Nico Viechamalli: And were these soldiers or civilians?

Floria Tenne: Civilians. Trinsicans I'd say from their attire and accents.

Nico Viechamalli: A most concise description, thank you. Mr. Taggart, do you have any questions for my witness?

Taggart: Just one. Did you see me Dorat harm the civillans?

Floria Tenne: He was shouting and demanding they enter the gate. Whilst wearing armor and appearing threatening. So I guess it depends on your opinion of the word harming.

Hebrind Kelter: I suppose that is your definition of "Force"...?

Floria Tenne: Physically, no. Mentally? Emotionally? Yes. You can force someone to do something in many ways.

Hebrind Kelter: Indeed. So... He had no accomplices?

Floria Tenne: And I believe Lord Taggart is the prosecution. So take your seat as requested by the judge?

Hebrind Kelter: Or I could stand here like I did yesterday and help second-chair... Maa'm.

Taggart: But he could of been moving them for their own safety.

Floria Tenne: The civilians ended up in a dungeon, with worse things than what was in Trinsic and without the safety of guards. That's not for their safety.



Closing Statement of the Defendant

Taggart: I am ready for my closing statement. On the charges of Treason the prosecution has said very little. I must remind the jury that treason is committed against the government or a nation and Trinsic is not a nation it is just a part of the kingdom. And for Dorat to be guilty of treason then it most be proven that Casca is not the King. For the kidnapping charge…

Judge Irvyn Middlethorn: You should acquaint yourself with the law a little better. But please continue.

Taggart: …it would need to be proven that Dorat acted illegally. Maybe if he was just a brigand he would be but he is following orders from his king and nation. And as for assault all he did was take part in battle with guards who were trained for it. Which is not what assault is about. His action are more akin to pillaging. So in summary where as Dorat may be guilty of crimes the ones this court was brought up against him he is not guilty of.



Closing Statement of the Prosecution

Nico Viechamalli: Your Grace, my lords, ladies and gentlemen. You have heard from those who saw the defendant taking citizens of Trinsic against their will and using force to do so. Further he admits imprisoning them unlawfully. In addition, we have submitted proof to you that there was a conspiracy to attack Trinsic. Deliberately aimed at damaging and destabilizing the Duchy, which is treason under Trinsic law. The defendent insists that he is the Commander and is responsible for his troops. To attack any citizen of Trinsic is assault again under Trinsic law. It is his actions for which he is on trial today and I submit to the court that by his own mouth he stands condemned.



The Laws of Trinsic

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Kidnapping No person shall restrain or otherwise imprison another individual without their consent, unless to protect themselves or other individuals. Assault/Conspiracy to Assault * No person shall commit or conspire to incite/commit an act of sustained and harmful violence against another individual without extreme provocation by being first attacked themselves, or intervening to defend another innocent from attack. * Assault on another individual’s pet may also be considered grounds for prosecution. Murder/ Conspiracy leading to actual Murder * No person shall end the life of another individual with violent and unprovoked force, or by any other means, unless absolutely necessary as an act of self-defence or to defend another innocent. Treason * No person shall conspire, alone or in league with others, or actively take action, to damage, defame, discredit, remove or overthrow the rightful government of Trinsic, being the Duke and his chosen Council of Nobles.

The Trinsic Beacon

The End
(PLC)

Tonight, at the end of a trial that spanned two weeks, former commander of the Royal Guard Dorat was found guilty by the jury (with four votes against one) and condemned to death. The sentence was carried out swiftly and a sergeant from the Duchy Guard operated the guillotine that severed Dorat’s head from his body.

However, Dorat did not plan to go out of this world as easily, for a daemon-like, vengeful spirit shot forth from the corpse to take its revenge on the Duke, who barely escaped with his life. Once the initial shock had been overcome a long and hard battle erupted in which the unholy beast was brought down.

Now, after this end, none will doubt that the right decision had been taken, for the corruption of Casca has turned even his followers into daemons and monsters of their own. Now that the daemon-king’s commander has been dealt with it is time to begin the hunt for Casca again and to finally protect Britannia from this menace.

The Vengeful Spirit is Defeated

The Last Words

Judge Irvyn Middlethorn: *takes a deep breath and looks to Dorat with cold anger* Dorat, you have been found guilty of treason against Trinsic, of assaulting, kidnapping and unlawfully imprisoning my citizens. You have chosen to ally yourself with demons, and led attacks on my city and others without regard for innocents. I consider you to be a clear and present danger, not only to Trinsic, but to the Kingdom. The severity of your crimes, coupled with your lack of remorse, is such that with consideration for my citizens I have no choice but to condemn you either to death, or imprisonment for the rest of your life. *looks down for a moment, takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly* *looks back to Dorat without anger* However, before I formally pass sentence, I will give you a final chance to make some atonement for your offences against us; an appeal to your better nature, which I hope you still have. You are determined in your loyalty, which is an honourable thing. But an oath sworn to evil is an evil oath, there is no dishonour in breaking it. Ask yourself: do you really believe, in your heart, that Casca is virtuous? That what he is doing - and asking you to do -is honourable, or just, or in the best interests of the Kingdom and the people? Choose now to leave your pride and turn back from this madness. Help us, and you shall have sanctuary until Casca is defeated. *looks at Dorat* How say you?

Dorat: The Kingdom has been torn apart by mongering warlords for years. Casca is the only hope for the Kingdom!

Irvyn: That is your final word?

Dorat: *Raises his head proudly, eyes still glassy* For King Casca!

Judge Irvyn Middlethorn: *sighs and closes eyes for a moment* Defiant to the last. So be it. *looks back to Dorat and speaks formally and coldly again* Dorat, former commander of the royal guard, the penalty I decree for your crimes is death. You shall be taken from here to a place of execution, where your head shall be severed from your body, and displayed publicly as a warning to all who seek to destroy the Kingdom. And may the gods have mercy on your soul. *looks to the guards* Take him away.

Dorat’s Head and Body Displayed as a Warning