The Business of Emotion: Town Rumors
While in Lanidor, the adventurers may hear various rumors. Roll or choose from the following table.
Rumors (1d8)
- There are flowers everywhere in town, and that damned gnome’s face is plastered all over the place. (True)
- There have been strange circles carved into the wheat the last few weeks. We usually just chalked it up to damned youths, but maybe there’s more to it than that. (False)
- As you can see, none of the work is being done. Harvest time is on us, there should be dozens of people out here in the fields. Instead, they’re all shacked up in town like the world’s ending. (True)
- I don’t know if I’d trust the “virgin” oracle’s visions anymore after what I saw her doing with Ol’ Turnstall…and his son…. (True)
- I secretly started harvesting and stockpiling grain at night when everybody is sleeping. With no work being done, it’ll be worth a fortune soon! (True)
- I always knew that my wife had something for that bastard down the street. If you see them, give them my regards! (True)
- We don’t get many fey around here, but I’ve always just sorta known when they were around. It’s like I can smell ’em or something. They’re around here somewhere, I just haven’t found ’em yet…. (False, not counting Hermia)
- We’ve spent a lot of time thinking of what could be causing this. It really seems like some mess that witch would be involved in, but I’m not about to go knocking on her door to find out…. (True)