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Total items awarded from 2012 Festival of Discord Scavenger Hunt: 12
Books
3rd Annual Festival of Discord Scavenger Hunt Official Clues - Beggar's Court 1 by Lera
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Language
Ayr'Dal


Discovered on 8 Nov 2012 at 17:00:00 PST.






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Beggar's Court
Whether from dark, or high, or wood,
Be welcomed to our Brotherhood.
You'll find no pretty life of ease
Or cute things here among the trees.
Rely upon your human side;
No one cares for elvish pride.
Of us you would not have a need,
But now we have a foe indeed:
Here Captain Rommuls was assigned,
Who wants this place without our kind.
The Militia are not whom we fight
They hate him, but they serve in fright
Take this report within the gates.
Now go. The Brotherhood awaits.
You wish to help? We hear that much.
But most wish torment, pain, and such.
We only cut injustice short,
Which walks the streets of Beggar's Court.
Rommuls' power kills and harms,
But few in Freeport raise alarms.
Though they don't care, we will stay strong -
What's happened? Tell me! What's gone
        wrong?
Jalya's dead, and Thaen is bound,
And Revlos, sir, has gone around
To Rommuls' side, although his wife
By Rommuls' scheming lost her life.
The traitor's cohorts soon will meet.
Will you take them their defeat?
We're undermanned, our newest friend:
Will you be with us to the end?
Buy Loamshallow's whispered fate
Then hide yourself behind the gate
Find out where they'll debrief their man
Then poisoned cups will stop their plan.
They say they'll meet him near the inn
Where promised prize he thinks he'll win
Instead they plan a painless death
But they'll both draw their final breath.
Now that our foes have suffered loss,
The time has come to take their boss.
The guards, by Lucan's own command
Have been relieved of contraband.
It's here now, in a wooden crate,
And it will be the perfect bait.
We've marked some barrels full of scrap -
Components for our final trap.
Once the parts have been retrieved,
Rommuls soon will be relieved
Of his command, and of his post
Of this the Brotherhood can boast.
The bomb is set. The pieces fly.
He runs into our men nearby.
Quickly captured, led away,
He's out before the end of day.
The Overlord declares him weak
(Not that he himself did speak)
Some office that was in the know
Prepared the statement long ago.
One last thing - Thaen must be freed
Head to his room with quickest speed.
The guards are two of Rommuls' men
No challenge. Thaen's soon free again.
You've been key to the Brotherhood,
Both human, and dark, high, or wood.
Our goals and his both match up well
To Sunken City take the bell.
With Thorson you should soon go speak.
In everything a balance seek.
Books
3rd Annual Festival of Discord Scavenger Hunt Official Clues - Beggar's Court 2 by Lera
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Language
Common


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Beggar's Court
Do you seek work or tips from me?
Here's some information, free.
Take no flak from lesser slop.
You're human, so you're at the top
Except the Overlord, you know
Without him, Freeport long ago
Would have crumbled all away
And he hates traitors. Don't betray.
Enough of that. Let's get to work.
And being human, you won't shirk
Unlike that coward rat. Where's he?
Why did I let him work for me?
Anyway - the secret stash:
It could be jewellery, could be cash.
The owner? He's no longer found.
You're new here. If you're seen around
They'll think you're lost. Ain't it delicious?
'Cause if it's me, they'd get suspicious.
And if to keep it's your belief,
I'd just report you as a thief.
Good work. Well done. Let's sort this junk.
So this is why that fellow's sunk.
Everyone here knows the lore
Of Lucan's triumph in the war,
His victory, single-handedly.
This note, though, very candidly
Claims otherwise. This shady thug,
Go and squash him like a bug.
Protect our valiant Overlord
Retrieve these lies for your reward.
You've found the thug and made him dead
This confirms the note we read.
These papers threaten Lucan's might
I'll keep them here, where out of sight
I'll study them so we might know
The ways of this disloyal foe.
And then the guard can have them burned.
Time for another lesson learned:
The Court's the blackest market 'round
Where anything you might have found
Can be brought here, and for a price
Will go away. It's very nice.
Do some legwork now for me
A package needs delivery.
Sell this box to Durio
I'll cut your share if you're too slow.
He was found beneath the stair
And asked to see these goods so rare
Inside the package, a surprise:
The papers filled with treach'rous lies.
Of course Alucius didn't come
He's shady, but he isn't dumb.
He mentioned his ratonga fence?
The Militia came - not seen him since.
Alucius has you in a fix
Can't turn him in - you're in the mix.
I know where you ought to go:
Take these to Captain Kaseo.
He has a fairly open mind,
But, to be safe, don't share this bind.
While you go find him by the gate,
I'll ponder our Alucius' fate.
Sir? I found a troubling note
That some disloyal scoundrel wrote.
Are you a fool to waste my time?
But no - you're quick to share this crime.
Don't make me deal with trifles small.
It isn't, sir - it's not at all.
The scoundrel, sir, he tried to sell
This note to me, before he fell.
He tarnished Lucan's mighty name.
I slew him. May he rot in shame.
Well done, most loyal citizen.
Your tale will show what happens when
The people have some civic pride -
And when our Overlord's defied.
Has it been done? What did he say?
Alucius might be scared away.
You, they've no reason to suspect
And those who help them, they protect.
Alucius tried to stir some strife
He'll now fear for his very life.
You're back, but lacking goods or coin:
So now there's someone you will join.
Might that be your ratonga friend?
You heard of him? You'll meet his end!
But if you carry out that threat,
Militiamen will be upset.
They were quite pleased to get your note
And now they'll help me stay afloat.
Quite clever, friend - I'll give you that
I should have kept that lesser rat.
But humans, being at the top -
I'll have to let this matter drop.
Back once more beside the stair
Durio then told me where
I'd find his friend, a better guide
Than he whose scheme I just denied.
To Thorson, with the Dismal Rage:
My next step onto Freeport's stage.
Books
3rd Annual Festival of Discord Scavenger Hunt Official Clues - Big Bend 1 by Lera
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Language
Oggish


Discovered on 8 Nov 2012 at 17:00:00 PST.






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Big Bend
You've picked a time that's rather bad
For Captain Sorio is mad.
The guards are here, was the alert,
But they still saw the shards and dirt.
We praise Rallos when we fight
But Zek's a threat to Lucan's might
And Sorio, the little punk,
Told me to clean up the junk.
And since we're under Lucan's thumb,
To disobey would just be dumb.
I'll make it worth your while if you
Do this task that I must do.
The gate is clean. The junk is gone.
But this is no use for our brawn.
All non-humans they push hard -
'Cept those in the army and the guard.
They would not allow us here
If in their ranks we'd not appear.
Do what they say, seem to agree,
They won't suspect your treachery.
The Green Mist came, and brought us down,
But one day we will take this town.
But Rallos still awaits our praise,
No fight this time, but other ways.
Go barsh some rats and bring them back
I'll get the rest. Go smash and hack.
Here they are. There's not much left.
Lucan's soul! You've got some heft!
You've flattened these that squeak and crawl,
Made these ratonga very small.
Ratonga? Ha! That's what we need,
But these will do. We can proceed.
This ritual of fume and fire,
More sacrifices he'll admire.
From Zukogg, Barch, and Crattok seek
Flesh from those among the weak,
Some blood that's from our enemies,
And last, some incense, to appease.
Zukogg, you can sell me skins?
I gots many in the bins
For armour, or a bed or tent.
For Rallos' glory these are meant.
Keep it down! The flesh you seek
Will symbolise those who are weak.
When we rise, when it's completed,
It is their fate to be defeated.
But Rallos Zek deserves his flesh
Not from my stock. It isn't fresh.
See tailor Darby, with all speed,
His hunters bring him what you need.
Barch strong hunter! How 'bout you?
I love to barsh! These skins will do.
For Rallos Zek I need some blood.
It honours him, with every flood.
I need blood from an enemy.
For fire and fume you come to me.
There are prisoners, and one's an elf,
They put his things up on the shelf.
Go retrieve an elven vase,
And I'll find blood that's from their race.
I've brought the vase you told to me.
The writing's swirly. There's a tree.
That sounds elvish. I will fill
It with the blood you'll need to spill.
You look new, who now appears:
You want elf skull? With yummy ears?
No, Crattok, I need incense here.
Cense what? Since now. Stops that: be clear.
Some smelly powder. It has smoke.
Oh, I have that. But you look broke.
It costs one silver. Which I lack.
I'll talk to Kroota. I'll come back.
You have it all? No, she wants coin.
We need the incense. It will join
With destruction's stench of death
Carried to him, on its breath.
Trolls' sense of value, though, is skewed:
What they prize is mostly food.
I knew these rats would have a use.
She'll trade the powder for their juice.
You have four silver? I have more:
Ten yummy rats. Deal! Food galore!
You have the things. Now let us start.
And I want you to have a part.
You won't be there? No, I can't go.
They're watching me, and must not know.
Go see Somdoq, to the west.
What brings you here? Kroota's request.
Good. Then let the tribute start.
Burn incense, rip the flesh apart.
Smear the blood onto your face,
Smash to bits the elven vase.
Born in conflict, there we thrive
To smash the weak in war we strive.
We fight our battles in your name,
Strife and conquest we proclaim.
Broken bones, torn flesh is slain,
Their ashes rise up to your plane.
Until that feast when time will end,
Warlord, father, these we send.
You did this not for a reward,
But Rallos Zek will use your sword.
Take these. They'll help bring victory,
But as for being here with me,
Go see Kurdek, in the Sprawl.
Help him. They won't suspect at all
Our secrets, or the death we bring,
For Rallos Zek your sword will sting.
Books
3rd Annual Festival of Discord Scavenger Hunt Official Clues - Big Bend 2 by Lera
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Language
Ykeshan


Discovered on 8 Nov 2012 at 17:00:00 PST.






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Big Bend
Huzzah! I knowed you'd soon be here.
I heard so much. Now you appear.
Braz learns da new trolls 'bout the Bend
The old ways have come to an end.
The Overlord's in charge, and he
Says, 'Don't eat everything you see.'
He leaves us mostly all alone
With trolls for guards, we keeps our own.
I tells ya more, but I got work
A special job I cannot shirk.
You're new here - you could do this fast
I tells ya more when help is past.
Thick-Headed Ruzb will get us beat
He eats li'l gnomes from Temple Street.
Go find him and get him to stop,
Or he will be the one we chop.
Go get your own! This gnomesteak's mine!
Bad Ruzb! Not eat! You cannot dine
On gnomes. But why? They taste so good!
The guards will come, and then you would
Have no more gnome, not any more.
I'll get you something from the store
To chew on. I'll be back, so just
Stay here. Not sure... okay... me trust.
You're back! What yummies did you bring?
Real chunks of dorf! They're just the thing!
Eats them up! Now munch, munch, munch!
And on the gnomes you must not crunch!
How did it go? Must Braz get mean?
Nooooo. We gud. I 'splained. He seen.
Good job. You're quite the stand-up troll.
Come back to hear about our role.
I'll 'splain Big Bend. In here we rule,
The favourites of Cazic-Thule.
He's not 'round much, so some trolls say
The Inkie god's who we should pay.
But hate is weak. We worship fear.
No matter, though. The gods aren't here.
What we want is what we'll do
And what I want is rats from you.
I have a-some'tin for their meat.
Oh good! You mean I'll get a treat?
Whut's diz you brought? These rats iz burned!
No blood! No taste! You haven't learned!
I's sorry, Braz! Not cooked too much!
I thought you'd like the extra touch.
Iz okay. The juice will flow
When the mizzus skins them so.
But I'll still tell the bestest tale,
Although at getting rats, you fail.
My fahver told me, as a lad
What's a fahver? Uh... like dad.
Anyway, it's 'bout da frogs.
Not even Marr could save their bogs.
It was a great troll victory.
We barshed and stomped them, all we'd see
The froggies were all led by Marr -
Delicious, though, is what they are.
He was barshing us real good
But something happen - yes, it would.
A big green cloud, with Cazic-Thule!
He came out and barshed that fool!
And den whut? Go do my patrol,
Come back and then I'll tell the whole.
Oh, you look bad! What did you see?
Dis giant... thing! jumped out at me!
Ha ha! Looks like I won my bet!
I knew you'd get that haffer yet!
Now one last thing. I know no more.
Here's something you not heard before.
From Braz's troll-in-Freeport school:
Don't let that stupid tummy rule.
Aww, that's no fun! Not say don't eat,
But careful or you might get beat.
There's things out there that even has
Big pointy teeth that could eat Braz!
Do one last thing. Check from before
And see if Ruzb eats gnomes no more.
And if he is, you barsh him down
Or Freeport's guards will crush our town.
These gnomesteaks made of yummy flesh,
So super gud, is nice 'n' fresh!
Gnomore gnomesteaks! Bad Ruzb! Bad!
Me put you down! You make me mad!
I hoped he'd learned no gnomie parts,
But not all trolls have gots da smarts.
Now Braz is sad. You'll go to glory,
Forget old Braz was in your story.
Take this ring of Cazic's fear,
And you remember Braz was here.
Me Graktak want a tasty shrub
Get it for me or you be grub!
What is it? Where? And what's it called?
It shrub. Me just care where it's hauled.
Much tastiness I need for stew,
No shrub of goodness, me eat you.
You have it! It need goodness smashed.
We good at eating what we bash.
But they say me can't eat the gnomes,
Graktak misses swampy homes.
An old mean troll made Graktak go
And not smash frogs - ha, ha, they're slow.
The frogs made Grobb no longer smell,
We lived with dark skin elves, as well
They were mean. Won't let us chomp.
Graktak want stew, from the swamp.
Stew of goodness! Smell like feet!
Remind of swamp or you be meat!
Swamp water stew! It tickles nose.
Graktak remember slugs on toes.
So me not smell you more today,
For yummy, when you look away.
And now me share some things to tell,
About new city where we dwell.
More fun to smash big things than small,
Like Dreadnaughts gang out in the Sprawl.
Hurt Graktak once. Graktak lose sword.
Go bring it back. Me have reward.
Dreadnaught kick sword into the wet.
Me not go in. There Graktak get
All dirty, like that human smell.
I'll get it. I think water's swell!
Sword not there, for frogman steal.
Go smoosh him for a later meal.
He hide behind the northeast door,
But Overlord say eat no more,
For all Big Bend, he'll make me meat.
Then Graktak sad. Not there to eat.
You found it! Now my sword is back!
And frog meat Graktak does not lack!
Troll secret now. Trolls like to kill,
Eat yummy goodness, bellies fill.
But can't be great inside Big Bend,
You go outside, or meet troll friend.
But first you prove you say right thing,
Then me tell what help will bring.
Why trolls here and not in swamp?
The frogloks came. In Grobb they stomp.
Why tasties here not every dish?
'Cause Lucan stronger. Lucan squish.
Why tasty frogmen we not like?
They made Grobb's troll smell take a hike.
What secret be to be good troll?
Be strong to smash, and eat things whole.
And last, what Graktak like the best?
The swamp. You good! You pass my test!
Go talk to Braz. Braz help in here.
Or Kurdek's work give sword or spear.
His work is hard, but do not eat.
You eat him, you the trolls will beat.
Thanks for your help. I hope you find
More tasty things to smash and grind.
Books
3rd Annual Festival of Discord Scavenger Hunt Official Clues - Longshadow Alley by Lera
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Language
Thexian


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Longshadow Alley
You seem confused, but I sense hate,
Flowing, wild, but could be great.
We'll temper you to his dark will,
A creature of his vengeance still.
I'm not confused. You bother me.
I'm busy, so just let me be.
Don't speak to me with tongue so keen,
Though to the rest we may be queen,
Equal respect here, elf to elf.
Don't bring dishonour to yourself.
First you must know your way around
This Freeport home where we're now found.
You mean this slum? We must make do.
We're vigilant, and patient, too.
Several places you must stop:
The gates, the bank, the vendors' shop,
The Knowledge Portal, now destroyed,
The grates above the hidden voids.
You need familiarity.
Go find these and return to me.
Good. You made your passage back.
This place, it twists like Neriak.
The high elves sealed our home away,
But we will have revenge someday.
We always strike with subtlety:
This lesson you'll next learn from me.
Teah - who's a common thief -
Just stuffs himself beyond belief.
If we all know, the time is right.
Today we shall remove this blight.
The fungus known as Shadow's Kiss,
Collect it and we shall not miss.
Ahh, good. It soon will be distilled
And then our plan can be fulfilled.
Our magic and our alchemy
Our father gave to you and me.
We are quite fortunate, indeed.
It's done. Kalraath has what we need:
A medium that one can eat,
Say it's for me, but be discreet.
Aldera needs a medium.
She sends you for this tedium?
What type, and what's it needed for?
Lots of things are in my store.
Ingestible. You know she pays.
She's teaching me our ancient ways.
Take it. I've no time to pry.
An answer from you as to why.
Good. You're back. I need not ask
If you told what this will mask.
The truth - you teach our proper arts.
That answer's true, and shows your smarts.
And now it's mixed within this dough,
To Lynsia it soon will go.
He often steals things from her shop,
Tonight he'll steal, and then he'll stop.
But first I ask - I must be sure -
Who is it that receives our cure?
Teah. Why? He's brought great shame
To us and to the Teir'Dal name.
Good. I'm glad that you agree.
Now, finally, where? The food booth. Free.
Correct. If someone else might eat,
Collecting you'd have to repeat.
A true Teir'Dal thinks of the cost,
If only now, the future's lost.
One other thing I'll share with you:
Our people's loyalties are two.
Some stay in Freeport, though it's bleak,
The Thexians, though, say that's weak.
They will not live within this shack:
They strive to find our Neriak.
What's wrong with that? We want our home.
We do, but there's no need to roam.
Gain strength and knowledge, day by day,
Instead, they throw their lives away.
But enough. Now take this loaf,
And place it for the greedy oaf.
He'll find it soon, and then he'll learn
His unbecoming ways to spurn.
Good, good. The plan that we have hatched
Has led to Teah's quick dispatch.
But learning other strengths awaits
Out in the Graveyard, near the gates.
Go see Custodian Zaddar,
You'll gain respect, and will go far.
Books
3rd Annual Festival of Discord Scavenger Hunt Official Clues - Scale Yard 1 by Lera
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Halasian


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Scale Yard
I've not seen your face afore -
I'd cut your throat, but I sense more.
We ain't no elves, with tree and leaf,
I'm Malachi, and I'm Clan Chief.
Stay out of trouble, with your wits,
Or be prepared to take some hits.
Good, I'm looking for a fight!
Point me where I'll show my might.
Ha! That's what they always say!
I've just the thing for you to slay.
Some hood wasps here cause great distress:
They're poisonous, an awful mess.
Get rid of them, destroy their hive,
You'll establish that you can survive.
The hive is squashed, the wasps are dead.
You've shown your strength. That being said,
We've one more thing to help us rise.
Fear! So give your best war cries!
Although I love to show my brawn,
Bloodshed's sometimes frowned upon.
Ginmarr Grimgut, says the tale,
Caused so much panic with his wail,
Although in stature he was small,
He chased his foes and killed them all.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! ... I gotcha!
     Let 'er rip!
Ahhhhhh! What is that little yip?
AHHHHHHHH! That's better AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Don't quit!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Again! "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" That's it!
You'd scare the ugly off a troll
Now here's a list of who's your goal.
Vleske? What's on your little mind?
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Don't worry,
     it's your kind.
Someday I know you'll learn to speak.
But... bye. Now Caleb needs a shriek.
Caleb? What can I do you for?
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I yelled, and
     nothing more.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! the cry came
     from his maw,
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! again, and
    AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! ... a draw.
And finally, Jondy Cobbleblork:
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! You made me
    foozlespork
My clangerfimbles! Stop, by Brell!
And mom, and tinkered things, as well!
Don't hurt me! It would make a mess!
Ha! At last, I can impress!
Well done, young cub! I heard that here!
I'm sure that you'll soon master fear.
But though you may be tough as nails,
Be careful near the ones with scales.
The iksar are a shifty lot,
Always in some scheme or plot,
They've gained some power in the Yard,
A few might be in Lucan's guard.
That might be false, it might be true,
Right now it's talk. I have my crew
Assembled, ready to go fight.
A thousand orcs we'll slay tonight.
The captain, Issik, plans the raids,
Go tell him he can have our blades.
Speak, or die. Choose which you like.
Your orders for the chief to strike
Our enemies, his men await.
Well, good for him. Too bad he's late.
Others are on this endeavour.
He's for later. Maybe never.
You'll notice I don't speak to you.
Just move your feet. That you can do.
Your insolence I won't forget.
We'll meet again. We're not through yet.
When do we go? Soon blood will spill!
He sent others for this kill.
That two-faced gecko said we're next!
He's gonna pay. He's made me vexed.
I ought to go and - Stomp some tail?
Not with his rank. The Militia, they'll
Send more officials snooping 'round.
Instead, his furniture we'll pound.
He's broken a Halasian's trust.
His office desk and chair are dust,
His weapon rack I've gone and smashed.
I've heard that Issik's home was trashed.
It's like a comet made of ice -
You didn't hear. I'll say it twice:
I've heard of this. It wasn't clean.
It appears that you were seen
By agents of the Overlord.
They're still nearby. Go use your sword.
Won't the guards come to their aid?
They're only here as a blockade
For Freeport. If the riff-raff's out,
What's in here they don't care about.
They're slain. They won't have a report.
Good. Our plans they will not thwart.
What plans are those? Since you've helped
     me,
I'll tell you what this place will see.
We'll place our agents, they will rise,
The Militia will be filled with spies,
First we control, and then we'll act,
He'll have no help when he's attacked.
The Overlord? He wasn't voted.
Here, by force you are promoted.
For now, we'll follow in our places,
But then expel non-human races,
And when we've reached at what we've
     aimed,
Our New Halas we'll have claimed.
Books
3rd Annual Festival of Discord Scavenger Hunt Official Clues - Scale Yard 2 by Lera
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Language
Sebilisian


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Scale Yard
Something wicked comes this way:
Who's this new broodling here today?
I'd love to share with you a tale,
But other matters now prevail.
I'll help. What would you have me do?
Just blackmail. Some extortion, too.
Sounds interesting! Yes, does it not?
So who's the target of our plot?
I cannot tolerate this snub:
Melvin Drunford, at the pub,
Stole a shipment meant for me,
Components from my alchemy.
I went to him; he wouldn't tell,
But I can see, and I can smell.
So show to him our little game:
This puppy collar, and its name.
If this theft does not soon end,
Poor Wittens will meet my trollish friend.
Melvin Drunford? Leave me be!
My mates are watching - can't hurt me!
Brood Matron Vrim says one more chance.
They've got my back! Here, take a glance -
He was a gift from my late wife!
I'll tell you where! Just spare his life!
Your... co-operation I will note.
I found your box, right where he wrote.
Oh, you are too good to me!
You have bold intrepidity.
You can scare, but can you, though,
Bend the wills of those below?
Large, squishy things are in this place:
It was decreed we share this space.
Suggestible and prone to act
Is what they are, so let's extract
A bit of fun that we could use.
I recently have heard the news
Captain Issik's room was trashed,
And a barbarian had dashed
Away from there. So find a brute
Named Tristan, and then say his route
Was seen by Wesley Tundrafoot,
Who Tristan, you will say, can put
Him at the scene. Enjoy the fight,
The chaos that we can incite.
Tristan? Yes? What can I do?
No, I've a thing to offer you.
The name of who just got you framed
For Issik's office. You've been blamed.
I didn't do a thing with that!
That's not what Wesley says. The rat!
He probably did it, that I bet.
To think of this he'll soon regret!
May I suggest a club or hammer?
I know you'll deal well with his clamour.
Wesley? Is it time to fight?
You won't be slaying things tonight.
The Militia think that you're to blame
For Issik's office. What's the name
Of the one who said this thing?
Tell me, lizard. Tell me! Sing!
It's possible that it's not true,
But I hear Tristan told on you.
That under-handed - this is how
He pays me back - back-stabbing cow!
I'll pummel him! His blood will spray!
I'll take my leave now, sir. Good day.
Splendid work! They took the bait.
Your silver tongue will make us great.
We've been enslaved, we've been the master,
Our cities rise, meet with disaster,
Despite our struggles, we still last,
By paying homage to the past:
The Faceless One placed us in Kunark's lands,
We were enslaved, and by the Shissar cursed.
The sacred Green Mist brought us from their
     hands
We, unaffected, watched our captors burst:
We descrate all things they once had made.
Then Venril Sathir rose, and we were one,
And Sebilis was built - for so he bade.
But Trakanon destroyed what he had done.
We burn their bones, with honour, in a pile
The Rending came, and smashed an iksar
     ship:
Survivors took their refuge on an isle.
They battled, but were bound in Lucan's grip.
We fought Rallosians with him to be free:
Cast his oppressive tools into the sea!
A ritual lets us connect
With our forebears, and reflect.
This was a thing for me to do,
But it's more benefit to you.
Go to my room, just up the stair.
You'll find the things you'll need in there.
First I smash the Shissar vase,
Then slay the asp it did encase,
The iksar skulls are set afire,
A spirit comes forth from the pyre.
Then shackles thrown into the sea:
It's finished. What is gained? Tell me.
We've suffered, but we've prospered, too.
What's been destroyed, we will renew.
Learn more at the Academy,
But there is one more task from me.
Issik's busy, since the crime,
For other duties, there's no time.
One of his men is such a waste
Let's skip the forms: get him replaced.
I don't care how, but do it soon,
With sword, or bow, or bolt, or spoon.
To guard some corner in this slum
Just makes no sense. This is so dumb!
Anthony? What? Who are you?
That's not important. You are through.
No one fires me but me!
Not that I would. So Bwah! to thee!
Cease your banter! Draw your blade!
Retirement is not delayed.
How did it go? He's dead, Vrim. Good.
But I'm surprised that no one would
Care about what happened here.
They know what's best, and this was clear.
One would act if you did not
More iksar come. I must allot
My time to them so they don't fall.
You go to Kurdek, in the Sprawl.
Gain riches; may your foes be cowed.
Strike-tail, young one. You do us proud!
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3rd Annual Festival of Discord Scavenger Hunt Official Clues - Temple Street 1 by Lera
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Temple Street
All my theories are amazing!
If just one is right, they'll be praising
Me throughout all history.
If none are right? Well, then I'll be
Known for thinking up the most
Amazing theories which are toast!
So would you like to hang around?
My new invention will astound!
Right now, it doesn't have a name,
But things will never be the same!
It transfers objects, instantly.
The last one worked, but didn't. See,
I felt the surge the power adds,
I saw myself on both the pads.
When I awoke, the thing was gone!
I must, for science, carry on.
A few more times it needs to fail,
Before perfection will prevail!
Will you help me to succeed?
Old powder kegs are what I need.
The stuff is cheap, and left around.
They won't be missed if they are found.
Good! The main control we'll load...
Wow! I knew it would explode!
You knew? Yes, it was made from scrap.
We need a better blasting cap.
The hyper-organic suppressor's crate
Is C68F, near the gate.
Twergo sells a dongle-sweep
Particle buoy that isn't cheap.
And lastly, to complete the haul,
An arcanic tracer from Qwergo's stall.
Wonderful! It's good as new!
We'll try again. Test number two!
Tell Frondo that I need a pig:
I sense we're on to something big.
Frondo? I had a pig that knew
The meaning of life. I swear it's true.
Though to me it made no sense,
The differences are quite immense
From pig to gnome - which I'd forget.
Or I just wasn't ready yet.
Neezer Grund has sent me here.
My pigs are still too small, I fear.
It's not to eat - a test today.
Last time was bacon, anyway.
Here you go. Into the cage!
We're ready for the final stage!
I'll start the process, turn this cog...
WOW! It's perfect! I'm agog!
It didn't move. I think it failed.
No. not at all! For I've unveiled
A whole new military way:
Mutated pigs! I know they'll pay!
Go find some buyers: Malyk, yonder,
Darsus, and Malvik. I must ponder.
If figures aren't exact, that's fine.
I'll know what's meant. Now sell my swine!
Neezer Grund? What's he to show?
Aggressive pigs? How tough? Don't know.
Tusks and fire from its back?
I see, but data you still lack
About what this device will do
To gnomes - and to ratonga, too.
I'm interested. But I need more
Results. Come back, but not before.
Speak quickly. I don't have all day.
Neezer Grund? What's he to say?
His new device would not transport,
At that it fell a little short.
The pig mutated. Hmm. I see.
Tell Grund I'll pay the standard fee.
With more results, the price will slide,
Four-fifty percent I would provide.
The processes within my mind
You're interrupting. I'm behind.
Grund? You have some news for me?
He supplies our R&D.
His work moves objects here to there,
And his device is very rare.
It moves these objects instantly.
Alright, the standard fifth rank fee.
The subject that was placed within -
Was terminated? Fourth rank, then.
The pig mutated, snout to flank,
It grew some tusks. Wow! Seventh rank.
You sure? It's dangerous, with fire.
All right, rank eight. We can't go higher.
I brought your bid. The pig has fled!
It found ratonga! Now they're dead!
I'll be ruined, or in jail,
Or executed, without fail.
Find him! Capture him, at least.
No, you can't catch this wild beast.
He must be killed. But pigs don't lack
Their share of smarts. He might go back
To his owner, or stomping ground.
Frondo might know where he'll be found.
Go to Frondo, pick his mind,
But careful! If you die, I'm fined!
You need more pigs? What's Neezer learned?
The old pig's what he needs returned.
Why? What's happened? Won't you say?
He escaped. He ran away.
Hah-hah, Jimbly! Way to go!
He's dangerous! Ol' Jimbly? No.
The old one's not. The new one is.
Neezer and these schemes of his.
Why come to me? We thought you'd know
Any place where he might go.
He hasn't come back here today,
But Jimbly always liked to play
On the stairwell, just nearby,
I'm gonna miss that little guy.
Jimbly tries a fiery snort,
Very quickly I retort.
Did you stop it? Yes, it's dead.
Great! Disaster will not spread.
You've been a help. You saved my life.
This project's caused a lot of strife.
It might seem quite heretical,
But I think theoretical
Is how my work will have to be.
At least for now. At least, mostly.
It won't be powered for some time,
So I won't need your help. But I'm
Sending you to one in need.
To Inquisitor Thorson now proceed.
We'll see each other once again,
Unless you die. Well, he'll explain.
There's much to do. Your purpose here?
Neezer told you I'd appear.
Ah, yes. Great promise you afford,
An asset to the Overlord.
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3rd Annual Festival of Discord Scavenger Hunt Official Clues - Temple Street 2 by Lera
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Temple Street
When I saw you standing near,
I knew you would approach me here.
I merely read you, nothing more,
That's what people pay me for.
I have offers, one or two,
Tasks that you might want to do.
There's one outside who you could meet,
Or I have work in Temple Street.
I think I'll stay in here for now.
There's a mistake I can't allow.
An item, recently, was shipped
And neither party has been tipped
Off about its power yet,
But I knew, and I was set
To intercept it, but I was late.
A week went by. There was no crate.
Delivered? Someone got there first.
My treasure's theft must be reversed.
The Forest Spider's what it's called.
We - ratonga - had it hauled
From the earth where it did lie -
And its owners tend to die.
It's not malevolent, or cursed,
But if the owner's weak, the worst
Of them it leads to doom:
But in the right hands, it will bloom.
Crate B8CF - find some clues
At the scene, and bring back news.
Claw marks, broken wood, and hair -
Another ratonga's who was there.
I think I know who it might be,
But go see Neezer. Pay his fee.
We might know, by the dust that's found,
A long-time resident's around.
If he's sick, we'll learn some more.
I bet I've met him once before.
I love to test! What do you need?
I need to find where dust will lead.
How long he's been here, and if these
Show any hints of a disease.
I'll do your tests, but they're not cheap.
Not just the coin, but you must reap
From piles of trash, filth gobbler glands -
Don't get their acid on your hands.
When you get back with what I'll use,
I'll be done. You'll have your clues.
Perfect! So, what did you find?
He's been in Freeport for some time,
But there's no illness in this grime.
Thank you, Neezer, that will do.
No sign of sickness? Still a clue.
Here's some coin so you're well-fed:
To keep you with me up ahead.
Another source for us to scout
Is Malyk. Find him, ask about
The spider, for if he can tell,
That means someone wants to sell.
How may I help? I want to buy.
Many things I can supply,
What is it that you'd like to own?
A small, green spider, made of stone.
Hmm... why would this interest me?
I want it back. I see, I see.
How long ago did someone sneak
Away with it? About a week.
No one's sold to me since then,
At night they come within my den.
But people say there lurks a beast,
And so my business has decreased.
There's also been an awful flu.
But I'll survive. I always do.
A flu, and no one in a week?
Then the doctor we must seek.
Jubil Frankobi isn't far,
Ask her what the symptoms are.
If they're flu-like, was there one
In whom no fever had begun?
This flu has given me much pause:
I cannot find a cure or cause.
Contagious, febrile, and acute,
But I think 'flu' does not compute.
There was one, he had no fever,
That's why I'm not yet a believer.
Anomaly, or not the flu?
Was he the first? Yes, that is true.
His file, then, I need to see.
No! Patients would not come to me
If I just hand out every note,
Retaining them keeps me afloat!
I just heard a ratonga squeak!
I think he's hurt! You should go peek!
I'll save him! (And my coin will grow.)
Ha! It worked! And in I go!
Sparzit says his brain is sore,
Angignioitus, nothing more.
To treatment he will not adhere:
No tinkering - at least a year.
Neezer feels he isn't whole.
It's wreaking havoc on his soul.
He feels split, so he did mention,
Since he tried out his invention.
He thinks he acts within his sleep:
So a placebo that's not cheap.
Iarog - his nose is stuffed.
He couldn't pay, so off he huffed.
Back in a week, he had sore bones
Still no money, lots of moans.
Now his symptoms are not rare,
But fever's one he doesn't share.
He could have brought an illness in,
That's just a theory. Kind of thin.
Iarog - I should have known.
I can't be seen, so act alone.
His room is southwest of the gate,
But careful if he's in a state.
You try to takes it... go away!
No, Iarog, you end today.
On the Spider, quite compact,
'My poison's slow, but it will act
Until my power is unlocked.'
You got it? No. And I was shocked
He didn't have it. Any clues?
Nothing there that we can use.
With all their plans, these thieves must know
The power that it can bestow.
You must stop them, at the forge.
What is there? Will it disgorge
The Spider's power? Or some sign?
That information's only mine.
Stop them there, and then bring back
The Forest Spider which we lack.
Holding it near has no effect,
Something else should now be checked -
Placed in the glowing coals so deep,
Then tongs... Unlocked! But it's asleep!
Did you find them? Who was there?
No one. All this work! Despair!
By now, they're probably far away.
When it unlocks, who knows where they
Might be. Much work? I did the most.
That's slightly true, but you can't boast.
You'd not have known, if not for me,
Where to go or who to see.
Instrumental was my part
In failure, but I can restart.
We've wasted time. You should leave.
But your help I did receive.
Go to Thorson. Take the bell.
And for the favour, he will tell
The other task I spoke about.
My mood is bad, so now get out.
Fedul sent me here to you.
Yes, I've heard what you can do.
More undead activity
Is why the Dismal Rage sent me.
It's dangerous, with deadly stakes -
Within its bag, the stone awakes.
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3rd Annual Festival of Discord Scavenger Hunt Official Clues-Stonestair Byway 1 by Lera
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Stonestair Byway
So, it seems we finally meet.
I've seen your talent. Quite elite.
A job's not really what I need.
No, much more for you, indeed,
A waste for you to sweep the floor -
That's what we have the kerra for.
They're pets. We've no need for their kind.
The not-a-job, then, on your mind?
We have a little... group in here.
No details - who you are's not clear.
But with a story I will start:
When the world was torn apart,
Not many cities were maintained.
Those of us who still remained
Came to Freeport, but were feared,
A threat to Lucan we appeared.
The 'qualified' who passed his test
Stayed in the city. Here, the rest.
But he didn't just reduce
Our numbers - there's one more abuse:
The kerrans, and they always stray.
We need to keep those beasts away
From the experiments we do
So this is what need from you:
Collect some herbs. Their seeds will drop.
The scribe can grind them at his shop.
I found the seeds, and crushed the pod.
Take this to Sevri Il'Bethod.
This comes from Vess? So you're the one
Who's helping with what we've begun.
Vess has outstanding qualities,
But eyesight isn't one of these.
To see what's needed for a spell
Is something he can't do so well.
He didn't say. No, he would not.
Such weaknesses would harm our plot.
These things must tightly stay inside
The Abbatoir, since our divide.
We are a secret brotherhood.
We'll keep it secret. Understood?
With silver tweezers, get some fur
Directly from the ones who purr.
I got the fur, and some to spare.
Achoo! This hair is everywhere!
So you're allergic, I suppose?
No! It drifted up my nose.
For if I were, it would be hard
To live here, with what they discard.
I'll add this in. Return to Vess.
Our situation he'll address.
You've helped a lot. We've reached new
     heights,
But we're... deficient with our rites.
Since the Divergence, our technique
Has been improved, but parts are weak.
What's the Divergence? When it came,
The world was rent, and changed our frame.
We do not speak of why today,
But our appearance was not grey.
We had no runes, much darker skin,
And Odus's knowledge lost within.
But where we're weak, we sense you're strong,
Our ritual cannot go wrong.
Once warded, then the kerra can't
Disturb our work. Now learn the chant.
Kah Shee-jah Ver-ata Nik-su
Gej-raz. Now go, and speak it true.
Get Sevri's mixture for the spell,
I've marked the place. Good luck. Be well.
Here's the mix. I was not sure
You could assist, but you endure.
With the progress that you've made,
We will succeed. We won't be stayed.
Kah! Shee-jah! I heard you shout
The barrier will keep them out.
Our trust is paid. You do impress.
I'm pleased we've had this great success.
Zaddar waits in the Graveyard's shade,
Take this reward, then lend him aid.
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3rd Annual Festival of Discord Scavenger Hunt Official Clues-Stonestair Byway 2 by Lera
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Stonestair Byway
We must speak, but, friend, stay near,
So that those... things don't overhear.
They killed Kejaan, who brought us peace,
They torment us, and never cease.
Do you not feel the hate between
Their kind and ours? It's almost seen.
Defiling Odus, all we held
Sacred - then we were expelled!
For justice our ancestors cry.
Collect the offerings nearby.
You'll find our rituals worthwhile.
Stones from Odus, Kerra Isle,
And Luclin guard the Byway's gates,
There the sacred dust awaits.
You found the dust? I did. Good, good!
But I only wish we could
Perform our rituals, with them
Not mocking us. Next you must swim
In cleansing water, where you'll pray
Kejaan his blessing to convey.
Across the sea our home did lie,
On land, the wind then makes us dry.
Our mother's wind, our father's stone,
Nashii will make these things your own.
Their presence is disturbing me -
My advice is let them be.
Their fate they'll reach, their plans unfold,
Hear their ascension's tale, of old.
No longer did their paths conflict,
Disciple and the Heretic,
In Stonebrunt was their citadel,
But we knew all wasn't well.
Their temples were to peace and fear,
But we dug deep. More would appear.
Not only temples was this place:
They built an arcane power base.
On Kerra Isle they would wait,
Leaving Odus to its fate.
Then in a week, a mighty sound
Echoed, faded, then around
The continent, a cloud of mist.
We thought no life would still exist.
But we were wrong, for soon there came
The Erudites, with altered frame.
But if they're asked, they will not show:
The Erudites think we don't know.
To keep this secret's for the best.
Return, and take Batarra's test.
The base, the flight, the noise, the cloud,
You know these things. This makes me proud.
But knowing history's not enough,
Living at their side is tough.
They call us simple, twist our trust,
We're peaceful, so they think we must
Be stupid. But don't be the fool.
Go to The Hole, and find a stool.
It's by the fountain, not too far.
Miala is behind the bar.
Batarra said... Hush! Beware!
They have spies most everywhere.
Killing us is what they've planned.
Speak with Melai. He knows first-hand.
Did they send you? They're watching me!
I'm no exhibit. Let me be!
Miala said you might know more
About the plans they have in store.
Miala? Then I'll speak to you.
The room I had - my brother, too -
Was full of rats, and not maintained,
My brother finally complained
To the landlord - one of THEM.
His response was very grim.
Some Erudites appeared one night.
They slit his throat, and bound me tight,
Cats, they said, should all be drowned,
But they ran off when we were found.
Then the guard said I'm to blame,
I would not harm my kin. The shame!
No one who hears this tale believes
Kerra would lose to Erudite thieves.
There should be vengeance! Yes, there should,
I am watched. But Thindel could.
Welcome! Bows or arrows, friend?
I've other business to attend:
Melai said I should speak to you.
And what you think that we should do.
They thought his family had heard
About their schemes, so they transferred
His business to the Freeport gate,
Their prying eyes on every crate.
They call us beasts, but they're far worse.
Their schemes and plots we'll soon disperse.
The room they meet's where they attacked.
Hide by the wall. You won't be tracked.
I will go, and I will hear.
Stonestair Byway will be clear
Of all these pests. They'll be declawed.
You're right, Batarra. I applaud
Your courage to go learn their plans.
We should act. But there are bans
On open fighting. So, then we
Should take down one, and secretly.
We'll slowly whittle down their ranks.
Yes, that's the plan! You have my thanks.
Someone's listening, drawing near...
He'll pay. He must not interfere.
From the shadows one's emerged,
But this threat is quickly purged.
I see the fire in your eyes.
How went the battle? A surprise.
If every kerra kills just one,
Then soon our battle will be done.
Last time we had tried to flee,
And overwhelmed we seemed to be.
With ones like you, we'll be secure,
Our future's bright. We will endure.
Still, more secrets we must learn.
Zaddar is where you next should turn.
Though one of them, endure the pain.
It's worth the knowledge you'll obtain.
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THE RULES
------------------
The winner is the team of five
Or one to four, who all arrive
And thirteen answers first derive.
No harming cubes.

I am not a Frostfell elf
If called such, you will find yourself
Disqualified and on the shelf.
No harming cubes.

You'll get a snowball to the head,
And on the Naughty List™, and dead
To those who wear the green and red.
No harming cubes.

Each team will have a referee
Each item gathered he must see
And, asked, will 'yes' or 'no' decree.
No harming cubes.

The referee can help you fight
And must be with you at each site
But other help would not be right.
No harming cubes.

You may use guides to quests and lore,
With information laid in store
For all of Norrath to explore.
No harming cubes.

On D'Lere these things are found,
From trees to sea to underground,
Search carefully. Search all around.
No harming cubes.

When you are at the proper spot,
And wish to give a clue a shot,
Emote which clue, and what you've got.
No harming cubes.

/picks up a leaf from on the ground
Might be an answer that you've found,
Bring back all answers safe and sound.
NO HARMING CUBES!
Scale Yard








1. By one or by another gang,
Things were destroyed with crash and clang.
It likely wasn't breach of trust
That made them leave things in the dust.
Stonestair Byway








2. You can find it everywhere
In the village that's their lair.
You won't need tweezers, not for this,
And just a bit they'll never miss.
Scale Yard








3. Long ago, perhaps a slave
Made this, now within a cave.
Many are smashed, but some remain.
(There's also lore you can obtain.)
Temple Street








4. Once there was one made of stone,
Small and green - but these have grown!
One of them you'll need to keep,
But can you catch the ones that leap?
Longshadow Alley








5. For alchemy is why they're grown
And their colours must be known.
Those who taste its deadly kiss
Might soon be thrown in the abyss.
Beggar's Court








6. To treachery it struck a blow,
But now, it's far deep down below.
Be careful, for the rats still could
Place quiet doom within its wood.
Big Bend








7. Carrots, oranges, beans to mash
Are found within it, if you smash.
Sometimes they're all that is about
Pick one up! See what falls out!
Big Bend








8. There are certain kinds of meat
The Overlord says do not eat.
Those who want, though, still can find
Vegetables of that same kind.
Big Bend








9. It will rise, it will ascend,
With it, death's sweet smell will wend.
Any sort at all will do
For the answer to this clue.
Beggar's Court








10. Could the note still be around
Along with others they have found?
They don't want these things to leak,
But you could take a little peek.
Temple Street








11. I miss the one who used to roam
Throughout West Freeport - 'twas his home.
Not him - but others are delicious,
Even after they've turned vicious.
Stonestair Byway








12. If you're not sure what you should take,
Have a drink amd take a break.
What you need to reach your goal
Used to be within The Hole.









13. Hungry, wubbly cubes
Guarding Freeport from below
Hug them. You can pass.