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Title: Peacock Gazette: Issue 14

Author: Various

The Peacock Gazette
Created by Rohese's player using Midjourney AI.

Headline: Bargains at Bloodriven and the Secrets of the Stack

Our astute readers will remember the august words of the fresh-faced Argent Mirror at this past Lormesta's joint Court session, when Her Reflection announced that the Library Aies would be renovated by the Loremasters, led by Efald, in conjunction with the esteemed Tinkerers Fryc and Shives. Since then, planning of this project has been kept under tight wraps, but this publication has learned of some suspicious goings on afoot. It seems that Loremaster Efald was spotted in the unlikely environs of Bloodriven Village, a grimy hamlet of ill-repute, in the company of none other than the known scoundrel Wylnar.

Our sources report that Efald admitted to having received a communique from the Shadowbroker, teasing some "vital" secret knowledge for sale related to the Aies renovations. One can hardly imagine better bait in a trap for the scholar! Upon his arrival to the meeting, Wylnar cagily admitted to having knowledge of not only long-forgotten rooms within the Library, but further secret tunnels beneath the Shining City beyond those used by the archvillain Thaiagol and his cronies, and wondered what price such intelligence might fetch.

After some dithering over the exchange rates of silvers to large ferocious mammals, Wylnar was heard to further reveal that he had a document "obtained" from the Library of Biblia that indicates some portion of his proffered secrets, and gave it to the Loremaster for verification before payment. Efald, clearly intrigued by the entire sordid affair, despite being warned about dealing with Wylnar, seemingly agreed to the deal.

With the Ma'Henrith Caverns debacle just barely behind us, this reporter certainly wonders what unsavory depths are yet unplumbed. Our esteemed Argent Mirror may soon find herself in the unenviable position of having to put her considerable diplomacy skills to the test once again on behalf of her scholars and their projects.

Headline: Illithien Aerie Abuzz with a Society Wedding

It is with delight that I write of the recent nuptials of Master Aendir Silithyr Loenthra and Lady Elaejia Silithyr Loenthra, an event that set the elven community abuzz.

In keeping with Loenthran tradition, the ceremony was held beneath a woven aeunarad arbor in the Conservatory of the Illithien Aerie and attended by many notables of elven society. A carpet of rose petals, artfully arranged, guided the couple's path - a fitting touch for a pair so entwined by fate and, indeed, by blood. For those well-versed in the histories of elven lineages, it will come as no surprise that the Silithyr name is bound by ties far older than this union, making this marriage not only a joining of hearts but also a continuation of a distinguished family line.

The groom, clad in snowy vicuna and onyx jacquard, cut a striking figure; his attire meticulously arranged to project nothing but impeccable taste and refinement. And yet, one could not help but notice the more discerning gazes among the attendees, lingering not on his cravat but on the groom himself. Whispers swirled among the more curious guests, murmurs of a past that, like the deepest pools, may not be as clear as it first appears. But what is love, if not a leap of faith? And what is marriage, if not the forging of a new future, no matter what shadows may lie behind?

Lady Elaejia, ever the paragon of grace, was a vision in ebon charmeuse and cloudsilk, her train a cascade of night and moonlight. If she had any reservations about what some might call a fateful match, none could be seen in her poised demeanour, nor in the warmth with which she spoke her vows. It was a declaration not just of devotion but of steadfast certainty; a sentiment echoed by the gathering of elven nobility who bore witness to this most auspicious union.

The reception that followed was a glittering affair of poetry, song, and revelry, with gifts exchanged and blessings bestowed. As the guests took their leave, one could only wonder: will this marriage be a verse of harmony in the grand ballad of the Silithyr line? Or will the rumours of the past resurface, as they so often do?

Only time will tell.

Headline: A Stylish Showdown

Rumours on the Peacock Grapevine are that feathers are flying between Maldaye Uliael Illistim of The Plume and Glove and Polimynia Gael Illistim of Wax Eloquent. Both ladies, known for their unparalleled grace and beauty, have recently been seen exchanging rather frosty glances at public gatherings.

Could Polimynia perhaps be a little envious over the exciting new inventory of gloves, cinchers and cravats recently unveiled at the fashionable establishment or could Maldaye possibly covet the steady flow of business enjoyed by the marble-fronted establishment on Stearriza Var since its own refresh last year. Could this rivalry be mere competition, or is there a deeper wound festering beneath their perfect appearances? One hopes this dispute will resolve itself before it becomes as messy as a spilt ink pot.

Headline: Intriguing Invitations initiate Interest

Dearest reader, it seems the ever-bustling Isle of Ornath is busy with preparations for the return of the illustrious Bericsaba Market. As the first full weekend of Olaesta draws near, the island's finest artisans are polishing their wares, sharpening their skills, and - if the latest whispers on the Grapevine are to be believed - preparing for a most delectable contests that are sure to set tongues wagging and taste buds tingling.

Missives from the committee have found their way into the hands of several town representatives, inviting citizens and residents to rise to the challenge and participate in a showdown of skill, patience, and, most crucially, flavour.

With travel now eased by the retreat of the Mana Storms and the Chronomages kindly offering swift passage to Sleeping Drake Harbor, there is little reason for any self-respecting enthusiast of the finer things (and sweeter bites) to miss such an affair. Whether one seeks to compete, judge, or simply indulge in the delights of the market, one thing is certain, this year's gathering promises to be the most newsworthy event of the season. Yours truly will be there!