Mini-Event

[Tigerlily]

Since our players seem to be on at the most random of times, here's a little forewarning:

Since the masquerade ball, four (IC) nights ago, the city has been in a state of unrest. It has become more and more obvious that what is troubling Seahaven's citizens is not a typical seasonal illness due to infect a few and then run its course. No. The hospitals are overrun with the sick and dying; doctors and nurses have worked themselves half to death and, as time passes by, more and more of them are growing ill as well. Volunteers have quit making their appearance in a desperate attempt to save themselves, leaving the bedridden to their fate. Mob mentality has taken control of the streets, keeping the Watch frantic as they try to control a panicked populace, though many have barricaded themselves behind locked doors or fled the city entirely in order to avoid the disease carrying air.

Perhaps most frightening of all: Milford has already reported several suffering these same symptoms, the population of the Tir camp has been decimated and the city's top alchemists have been forced to admit what many have feared: There is no known cure for this plague.

Seahaven is in trouble.

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That said!

Who: You, of course. The more the merrier.
What: A follow up to the events of the Masquerade Ball.
When: Monday, March 1st, 7:30 p.m. PST, 10:30 p.m. EST
Where: Seahaven's Market District
Why: Come and find out!

[Tigerlily]

In the two weeks that have passed since the rumored death of the Queen at the masquerade ball, public outcries have been raised repeatedly. It's quickly growing obvious that this rapidly spreading illness is NOT just a common, seasonal flu. People are weakening and many have died. Bodies are piling up in the slums, the dumps, and the shrines about the city are overwhelmed. The smoke of funeral pyres fills the air, coating structures with an unpleasant shade of grey. While a particularly generous nobleman has issued funds to build a morgue and several priestesses of the Tranquil Tide are now assigned to manage it once it's been constructed, it certainly hasn't made anyone feel better. There are no signs of a cure in sight. Reports of heresy are skyrocketing as desperate men and women turn to Morhiag in search of answers...

The trouble isn't over yet...

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That said!

Who: You, of course. The more the merrier.
What: More to do with the plague.
(Consider this an OOC warning if you're one of those who isn't particularly pleased with this plotline.)
When: SATURDAY, March 6th, 3:00 p.m. PST, 6:00 p.m. EST, 10:00 p.m. GMT (Sunday for you lot on the other side of the world!)
Where: The Bloody Sabre Tavern in the slums
Why: Come and find out!

Edit: That's what I get for not sleeping enough. It's on Saturday, March 6th, not Monday.