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Mysterious Happenings in Limsa - Post-Battle of the Gilded Ship
The night shimmered as the moon reflected in the night, a group of hooded figures alongside a few local drunks could be seen moving about. Chanting “Vengeance for Hellfist!†in a semi-drunken fashion they moved towards Swiftperch. The lights flicked briefly and went out, “Huh?,†one of the figures stated… and noisy chaos, then nothing… the light came on and only bodies remained, their wounds cuts on the neck. By the morning, local wildlife had mutilated the bodies further and the scene was discovered by a chocobo wagon bound for Swiftperch.
The Maelstrom investigated the incident and assigned the blame to nearby Serpent Reaver activity. The Maelstrom would remind citizens to travel during the day and/or under armed escort.
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“Me will see you lasses later,† declared a large Roe leaving a modest looking home. “Me’ll be back after the protest,†he stated to the two former prostitutes, “We’ll be waiting, hun.†“Why are you bothering with them bunch?†one of his wives stated. The roe looked back, “We got to take Limsa back from the big crews, from the leashed dogs (rogues), and remind the admiralty just where the red that dyed th’a flag came from! And me intends to show me and mine support to these Hellfist fellas!†He smiled lewdly at them and waved to head off. Only after a few yalms, did he turn back and his eyes widened. The house was on fire. “NO! ME LASSES! ME SONS!†He screamed and ran towards the house, just as he broke down the doorway, he felt a prick on his neck… and feel face forward into oblivion.
After the fire consumed the home, the Yellowjackets investigated and concluded that the fire was caused by a malfunctioning ceruleum oven. Formally, officials warn citizens to avoid using alternative fuels for their magitek devices (such as beer), in lieu of actual ceruleum.
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A hallway full of shouting Limsans and well-doers, pounded against the magistrate’s door at Aleport. The magistrate adjusted his spectacles and looked out at the crowd. “Justice for Jenny!’, “Privateer Justice Now!â€, and similar slogans were painted on the signs. He sighed and turn around towards the Yellowjacket officers standing in the halls, “I want these fools away by the next bell!,†he stated, looking back at the crowd, full of workers from the nearby docks. They had come to protest the admiralty’s recent legislation restricting the privateer license process, as well as a recent increase in taxes drawn by the military buildup by Baelser’s Wall. As he turned around to regard his officers, a sudden crash could be heard outside, alongside mass screaming. “Nymeia’s Teets! Report! REPORT DAMNS YOU!â€
Harbor News Report: A section of the retaining wall around Aleport collapsed on a protest by local citizenry, against recent restrictions in the issuing of new privateering licenses as well as a general tax increase levied by the Admiralty. Casualties were moderate, five dead and ten wounded. Ultimately, the cause was identified as general wear-and-tear of the retaining wall, which suffered recently from a Sahagin seaborne attack. The foundations were found to have been weakened, although the sanctioned repair company argued that the foundations were structurally sound the last time that they were evaluated.
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A group of farmers working the field outside of Summerford, “Me thinks Hellfist was a victim of the Admiralty, they probably paid that Simb’a Fuckintia a good amount of gil to silence that Jenny,†states a worker, the workers around him nodded their heads. “All this patriotic activity, it be mummery. Mummery so that the Admiralty can put all else into lockstep, like we be Garleans or somewhat!†The group cheers. “If me knew about Miss Jenny back then, me would have join their crew and show that Admiral’s lapdog, Fuckintia, what he should really be #(@#$*,†roars of laughter accompanied that statement  Afterward, they sat down for lunch while talking about their plans for protest. A choke, than many more.
Latter, a foreman discovered the bodies of the dead workers. Apparently, they drank from a shared barrel of wine. Inside the barrel, the corpse of a deadly viper was found. Authorities determined that the snake slithered into the barrel and drowned, poisoning the beer.
———
Two small figures ran through the street, from a distance, they appear to be children, but closer examination identified them as lalafell. “Hurry! It’s behind us!â€, they continued to scamper in the rain. Turning left, right, left, left and right… they head into alley and find themselves trapped at the end. “No good! We gotta go back..!†A sharp whirl whistle in the air and one of the lalafellin women fell to the ground. Closer examination found that she was dead, “OH MY GODS, YOU KILLED KEKENY! YOU BASTARD!â€, the other lalafellin woman roared in a rage and unsling her axe to face their mysterious pursuer. A brief clang of steel rung out, then gurgling, then silence.
In the morning, a local boy discovered the corpses of the lalafellin women. There was signs of a battle, but ultimately the Yellowjackets dismissed the case, citing lack of evidence and the fact the two women were known as local vandals with a long-list of possible assailants, including a theft that violated the Rogue’s Code.
———
Hidden in a cove, was the vessel, Night Plunder, now Hellfist’s Revenge. What remained of the crew sung chanties and slogans, alongside local supporters from the Summerford Farms. The crew had brought some of their families and curious onlookers into the ship and they worked alongside their husbands, wives and children to keep the ship in tip-top-shape, alongside unveiling a banner they planned on showing in a sail by Limsa.
A sentry overlooking the cove turned and caught very briefly movement in the rocks, but further investigation turned out nothing. As night fell, the families gathered onboard the ship, singing more chanties and generally enjoying each other’s company.
“Ship ahoyâ€, a sentry called out and the deck swarmed with activity. They had been discovered, but by who? A sudden BANG was heard in the distance, and a volley of shells slammed into the ship, slaying indiscriminately. The crew attempted to bring up a white flag of parley, but another volley cut impacted the deck, beehive shells inspired by adventurer designs ripped into the spoken upon it, slicing men, women and children alike into mincemeat. Another volley slammed into what remained of the ship, igniting what remains of Hellfist’s Revenge into a blazing splintered inferno.
Later, the ship responsible for the vessel’s destruction was identified as registered under the Foreign Levy. The Maelstrom Command received a very detailed tip about renegade pirate activity along the Middle to Western La Noscea shoreline, a place reputedly full of shipless pirates and Serpent Reaver activity; the 'Serpent’s Folly', under the command of Loriri “Balls-hacker†Riri, entered the area and intercepted the alleged renegade pirate ship. She reported that the vessel was destroyed, with no survivors, after failing to submit to the Galadion Accord and Limsan justice.
The night shimmered as the moon reflected in the night, a group of hooded figures alongside a few local drunks could be seen moving about. Chanting “Vengeance for Hellfist!†in a semi-drunken fashion they moved towards Swiftperch. The lights flicked briefly and went out, “Huh?,†one of the figures stated… and noisy chaos, then nothing… the light came on and only bodies remained, their wounds cuts on the neck. By the morning, local wildlife had mutilated the bodies further and the scene was discovered by a chocobo wagon bound for Swiftperch.
The Maelstrom investigated the incident and assigned the blame to nearby Serpent Reaver activity. The Maelstrom would remind citizens to travel during the day and/or under armed escort.
———
“Me will see you lasses later,† declared a large Roe leaving a modest looking home. “Me’ll be back after the protest,†he stated to the two former prostitutes, “We’ll be waiting, hun.†“Why are you bothering with them bunch?†one of his wives stated. The roe looked back, “We got to take Limsa back from the big crews, from the leashed dogs (rogues), and remind the admiralty just where the red that dyed th’a flag came from! And me intends to show me and mine support to these Hellfist fellas!†He smiled lewdly at them and waved to head off. Only after a few yalms, did he turn back and his eyes widened. The house was on fire. “NO! ME LASSES! ME SONS!†He screamed and ran towards the house, just as he broke down the doorway, he felt a prick on his neck… and feel face forward into oblivion.
After the fire consumed the home, the Yellowjackets investigated and concluded that the fire was caused by a malfunctioning ceruleum oven. Formally, officials warn citizens to avoid using alternative fuels for their magitek devices (such as beer), in lieu of actual ceruleum.
———
A hallway full of shouting Limsans and well-doers, pounded against the magistrate’s door at Aleport. The magistrate adjusted his spectacles and looked out at the crowd. “Justice for Jenny!’, “Privateer Justice Now!â€, and similar slogans were painted on the signs. He sighed and turn around towards the Yellowjacket officers standing in the halls, “I want these fools away by the next bell!,†he stated, looking back at the crowd, full of workers from the nearby docks. They had come to protest the admiralty’s recent legislation restricting the privateer license process, as well as a recent increase in taxes drawn by the military buildup by Baelser’s Wall. As he turned around to regard his officers, a sudden crash could be heard outside, alongside mass screaming. “Nymeia’s Teets! Report! REPORT DAMNS YOU!â€
Harbor News Report: A section of the retaining wall around Aleport collapsed on a protest by local citizenry, against recent restrictions in the issuing of new privateering licenses as well as a general tax increase levied by the Admiralty. Casualties were moderate, five dead and ten wounded. Ultimately, the cause was identified as general wear-and-tear of the retaining wall, which suffered recently from a Sahagin seaborne attack. The foundations were found to have been weakened, although the sanctioned repair company argued that the foundations were structurally sound the last time that they were evaluated.
———
A group of farmers working the field outside of Summerford, “Me thinks Hellfist was a victim of the Admiralty, they probably paid that Simb’a Fuckintia a good amount of gil to silence that Jenny,†states a worker, the workers around him nodded their heads. “All this patriotic activity, it be mummery. Mummery so that the Admiralty can put all else into lockstep, like we be Garleans or somewhat!†The group cheers. “If me knew about Miss Jenny back then, me would have join their crew and show that Admiral’s lapdog, Fuckintia, what he should really be #(@#$*,†roars of laughter accompanied that statement  Afterward, they sat down for lunch while talking about their plans for protest. A choke, than many more.
Latter, a foreman discovered the bodies of the dead workers. Apparently, they drank from a shared barrel of wine. Inside the barrel, the corpse of a deadly viper was found. Authorities determined that the snake slithered into the barrel and drowned, poisoning the beer.
———
Two small figures ran through the street, from a distance, they appear to be children, but closer examination identified them as lalafell. “Hurry! It’s behind us!â€, they continued to scamper in the rain. Turning left, right, left, left and right… they head into alley and find themselves trapped at the end. “No good! We gotta go back..!†A sharp whirl whistle in the air and one of the lalafellin women fell to the ground. Closer examination found that she was dead, “OH MY GODS, YOU KILLED KEKENY! YOU BASTARD!â€, the other lalafellin woman roared in a rage and unsling her axe to face their mysterious pursuer. A brief clang of steel rung out, then gurgling, then silence.
In the morning, a local boy discovered the corpses of the lalafellin women. There was signs of a battle, but ultimately the Yellowjackets dismissed the case, citing lack of evidence and the fact the two women were known as local vandals with a long-list of possible assailants, including a theft that violated the Rogue’s Code.
———
Hidden in a cove, was the vessel, Night Plunder, now Hellfist’s Revenge. What remained of the crew sung chanties and slogans, alongside local supporters from the Summerford Farms. The crew had brought some of their families and curious onlookers into the ship and they worked alongside their husbands, wives and children to keep the ship in tip-top-shape, alongside unveiling a banner they planned on showing in a sail by Limsa.
A sentry overlooking the cove turned and caught very briefly movement in the rocks, but further investigation turned out nothing. As night fell, the families gathered onboard the ship, singing more chanties and generally enjoying each other’s company.
“Ship ahoyâ€, a sentry called out and the deck swarmed with activity. They had been discovered, but by who? A sudden BANG was heard in the distance, and a volley of shells slammed into the ship, slaying indiscriminately. The crew attempted to bring up a white flag of parley, but another volley cut impacted the deck, beehive shells inspired by adventurer designs ripped into the spoken upon it, slicing men, women and children alike into mincemeat. Another volley slammed into what remained of the ship, igniting what remains of Hellfist’s Revenge into a blazing splintered inferno.
Later, the ship responsible for the vessel’s destruction was identified as registered under the Foreign Levy. The Maelstrom Command received a very detailed tip about renegade pirate activity along the Middle to Western La Noscea shoreline, a place reputedly full of shipless pirates and Serpent Reaver activity; the 'Serpent’s Folly', under the command of Loriri “Balls-hacker†Riri, entered the area and intercepted the alleged renegade pirate ship. She reported that the vessel was destroyed, with no survivors, after failing to submit to the Galadion Accord and Limsan justice.