Knowledge History DC 15 wrote:The Silvester Estate was originally multiple smaller farms before the Silvester family combined them through marriage and buying them out. It is currently run by Emek Silvester, an old aristocrat near end of his life. He is a proud member of the Newhaven Society of Planters and Merchants, as his fathers have been for generations. The Silvester Estate grows many plants, (everything from tomatillos, rhubarbs, zucchini, blueberries, ginger, green onions, cucumbers and many more!) sold as ingredients for mid to high end cooking in Newhaven and elsewhere.
Croaking Woods are a woody swamp not far from the Kairyn swamp. The ground is considerably more wet, which prohibited much of the logging activities here. This area features a host of giant frogs, which are responsible for keeping the insects of the Kairyn swamp away. Hunters from Newhaven sometimes come to the the Croaking Woods to hunt the giant frogs.
Knowledge Nature DC 15 wrote:Giant frogs are large amphibians that live in the sequestered swampy woods. They are not picky about diet and basically eat anything that moves. They are big as a man and their mouth is full of rows of teeth. They are great swimmers and they can jump quite a distance. Lastly, they tend to use their tongue to pull their victims closer to swallow them. Medium sized frogs are unable to swallow a full sized adult human, but larger species are certainly able to do so.
Knowledge Local DC 10 wrote:Silvester Estate employs a wide range of workers, mostly goblins, for their day-to-day activities. The goblins are overseen by a group of human observers called the Masks. It is no secret that the Masks feature many worshippers of Hextor among their ranks, and it is rumored that they utilize their militaristic clerical training in their treatment of the goblin workers.
In post 844, Ether wrote:Where have all the old gods gone
And where's the king we serve?
Where's Carcosa's overlord
To take what he deserves
Isn't there a wise man to tell me where to be?
Late at night I walk through the swamp and I seek his majesty
The King in Yellow
We'll surely find the King in Yellow by the end of the night
We've waited so long and we've held on so fast
And at last all the stars are aligned
The King in Yellow
The world will serve the King in Yellow by the morning light
Geometry cracks and the stars will burn black
As reality caves to his might
Caves to his might
Sometime after midnight
So says Endothel's prophecy
Somewhere in the deepest swamp
He enters our reality
Racing on the thunder, furthering his reach
He's gonna find a mortal to precipitate the breach
The swamp is hungry but it won't be enough
A flash of yellow splits the sky
And I swear I will see his face before I die
Through this world to the Far Realms beyond
Through the screams and the pain
I can feel his approach like whispers in my brain...
The King in Yellow
We'll surely find the King in Yellow by the end of the night
We've waited so long and we've held on so fast
And at last all the stars are aligned
The King in Yellow
The world will serve the King in Yellow by the morning light
Geometry cracks and the stars will burn black
As reality caves to his might
Caves to his might