Message #1004383

[MJ(Syel)]

Vous passez devant le Dépôt, l'endroit ou le charbon et le bois est entreposé. Un bâtiment annexé est empli d'eau glacé cueillis pendant l'hivers sur le lac.

Spoiler: Dépôt

Depository: This large building is used by the population of Thrushmoor to store coal and lumber, both for retail selling to the population and for wholesale trade. The deposit is run by Lenk Marris, a young, energetic worker and a former favorite of Magistrate Padgett. Marris is well liked by his neighbors and is on good terms with the Sleepless Agency. Although he eagerly serves the community under any circumstances, he is despised by Prewyn Noddar, who would like to replace Marris with a person of his choice. Annexed to the depository is Thrushmoor’s icehouse, a well-insulated, partially interred shed, where large blocks of frozen freshwater from Lake Encarthan are packed tight during the winter.

Ensuite le marché au poisson. Tranquille en ce moment car les pêcheurs ont terminé depuis longtemps de vider leur cale et de vendre ou entreposer les prises. Des rumeurs de poissons mutilés et dévorés ont étés entendues dans la taverne. Une légende attribut aussi la magie d'une lanterne a une lumière appartenant a un palace du fond du lac Encartha. La lumière est permanente et les villageois la nomment "Jill l'Illuminé". Jill faisant référence a une personne inconnue qui aurait trouvé et installé l'objet.

Spoiler: Marché de poisson

Fish Market: Constructed in 4024 ar as Thrushmoor’s first town hall, the building that now contains the town’s fish market has been demolished and rebuilt many times over. Always a symbol of the community’s prosperity, it now holds the stalls of three fishmongers’ families, who have handed down their businesses for generations. The atrium shared by the stalls is illuminated by an amber-colored crystal lantern, which the townsfolk have nicknamed Glowing Jill. A local legend says that the lantern, brought by the founders of Thrushmoor, was part of the magical illumination of an underwater palace in the middle of Lake Encarthan, and that its slumbering magic sometimes awakens to cast a supernatural glow in the middle of Thrushmoor. Lately, the fishmongers have become worried by the mutilated or tortured by some aquatic creature well before being caught.

Complètement au bout de la ville une demeure réputée hantée. Des cris se font entendre régulièrement. Mais le village, même s'ils ont mis des planches et des obstructions tout autour, semble penser que c'est plus une nuisance de faible importance qu'autre chose. La nouvelle prêtresse voulait investiguer éventuellement, mais elle a disparu avant d'aller au fonds du mystère.

Spoiler: Maison Hantée

Wailing House: Isolated at the end of a rocky outcropping on Thrushmoor's easternmost island stands Wailing House, so named for the otherworldly cries of despair and rage that emanate from it every Wealday night. Abandoned generations ago as a result of the mysterious haunting, the house is completely boarded up and surrounded by a haphazardly constructed wooden fence. Children dare one another to spend the night in Wailing House's yard and even in the house itself, but only the bravest meet the harrowing challenge, and even then never on a Wealday. Despite the townsfolk's relative acceptance of the phenomenon, Trilliss Mavaine of nearby New Chapel has vowed to eradicate whatever haunts the site in the near future.