WEST SOULSENDSHED
It looks as if there's a real lack of heroes anymore, at least as far as poor old West Soulsendshed is concerned. Not one sod has responded to the pleas for help from Studak and Dragonswing against their respective troubles of Bearbirdz flocks and Greater Rock Trolls. You just can't get the staff these days.
Mind you, there are rumours apaw around the vicinity of the Palian Marshes that somebody's about to do something about all the undead stiffies wandering out of the swamps and into the surrounding countryside to make life unpleasant and smelly for residents: locals from the area of Fishton and Skinton report having seen a mysteriously-dressed rabbit without any feet and with an ayleenz warrior drone for company. Said individuals commandeered the boat of a local fishermale and were last seen disappearing into the middle of the swamps. Now, since even your average hardened adventurer isn't dopey enough to go wandering around in the Palian Marshes without a good supply of cannon-fodder-type soldiers at paw, it seems this pair must be actually going to do something about it, and might actually be competent enough to pull off whatever it is they intend to do.
Then again, they could just be a pair of wayward lunatics who won't last five minutes when the brown stinky stuff hits the whirring propeller device.
There's been supposed thunder from the vicinity of One Eye Canyon and the Valley of Geysers of late, but again locals - being the know-it-all sods that they are - claim this to be the resident giant falling over drunk again.
Death is still hanging around the county causing trouble and soiled underwear wherever he passes his clickety-click way. However, it appears he's finally found whoever he was looking for - in the shape of a large and apparently legendary cat-thing that appeared in one of the bars in Ouydos and managed to wreck a table in the process as well as subsequently clearing the bar. Legendary or not, the regulars were just about to make another species extinct when Death interceded as an apparent old aquaintance of said cat-thing - at which everybody suddenly remembered they'd left the oven on and nipped off sharpish.