Graven November 3597 event

Guardian Graven was a valiant Dwarf, new to Crossroads. This brave soul had only briefly inhabited our town when he was cruelly stuck down by marauding feeblemind fungoids!

Guardian Graven died defending the Heart that had mysteriously fled the Healing Heart. While Graven's defense was truly inspired, and led to the rescue of the Heart, it was not enough to preserve his own life.

Guardian Graven will be deeply mourned. It is especially sad that he should die so soon after being reunited with Paige, his long lost love.

Xyzyx February 3598 event

The Honorable mischief loving Wandrakin, Xyzyx died tragically in the evening hours of Saturday by the Dominion. His loss was heavily taken by some of the townsfolk who are taking the recent Dominion attacks very personally. One of his favorite past times was throwing around small vials making people very sleepy. He was a fine friend and great companion. His help in solving many puzzles and the help he was contributing to the unsolved will be missed. He will forever be in our hearts. May he live happily in the great Kai, and may he keep Nodnol company.

Nodnol February 3598 event in Dallas

Nodnol, the beleaguered open-eyed Paxan and high level cook, failed his first resurrection attempt. Nodnol was in Bannockburn this weekend to perform a risky and mystical Paxan Ritual with Warren Able. Against his better judgment, Nodnol was drawn into a fantastic battle with the Mador, his son, many mudmen, crystalline beings and orcs. Nodnol fought heroically but fell toward the end of the battle. Argent's valiant attempt to renew Nodnol, arrived 30 seconds too late. Argent's terse "Damn" sums up the feelings of all concerned.

Tragically, Nodnol died without knowing if the ritual was successful. Nodnol will be sorely missed by all who met him, and deeply mourned by his many friends.

Jagranth March 3598 event

Jagranth, the Rakasha Warrior, was cruelly swallowed by a giant squid early Saturday morning. Jag, as he was known to his friends and lazy humans, was a member of the Toymakers and the Hero's Guild. He did his job well. The quiet, quick, keen-nosed battle caster was adored by many. Its a shame Jag's life was cut short. He was a valiant fighter and a true friend. Jag will be missed by all and his legacy will live on beyond him.

Onyx, March 3598 event

Onyx the ill-fated Nulvari Elf also died permanently this weekend. More details as I can torture them out of his friends! Well... below is the only submission received:

An Obituary for my friend Onyx Blackheart IV

Onyx was a friend and a compatriot. He will be sorely missed by all. All but me. I have a slightly different view, for I witnessed his bravery and stupidity many times.. As the Errock named Ka-Tula-Tai-Kulsui-Kakajunu-Dai once said, "His Kai flows freely." Unfortunately, so does his blood.

He was a strong willed fighter, but he was not strong of mind. He did not know his own limits, which proved to be his downfall.

He had an uncanny knack for finding trouble. And for passing his curses on to his allies. He was a defiler of graves and deserved his death.

He will be missed by some, but not by me. Everyone should thank Teague for perming him. He would have brought us all down with him.

Be on your guard. Do not be like him!

  And now.. a word from his enemies!

Mo Ro Zart March 3598 event

Mo Ro Zart, Smunch's right hand jann died early on Saturday at the hands of an imperial assassin. Mo had been acting assistant guild master for the local merchant's guild. Like any true merchant he died during the middle of a business transaction as the assassin calmly walked up to him and in his words, "delivered a message". While the true reasons for his assassination may never be known the rumor is that he was killed for embezzlement and price fixing outside of guild rules. This may explain his extended absence from the area of Crossroads before his death.

DoDad, June 3598 Event

DoDad, the mighty Wandrakin Warrior died early Saturday morning. He was the first death of the day.

DoDad was a truly effective fighter. He could turn one heal 3 wounds into 5 to 15 points of damage. While he very closely resembled a yo-yo in his fighting style, his cheerful face and only mildly annoying (for a Wandrakin) person will be deeply missed.

Galis Drae 'Kon June 3598

Galis, the Fae plagued Ikonesti failed his ninth resurrection attempt late Sunday afternoon. Even in Death the Fae seemed unwilling to let him be. His remain mysteriously vanished from the Heart; the wizard lock blown from the inside!

Galis, the noble Ikonesti, had many friends even though his heart was cold. All of them were willing to give their lives to protect him. His views of himself were twisted, he believed himself to have no honor yet many people have stated that he was truly an honorable friend. The earth beings that took the beloved Galis away will soon realize how much of a mistake that was. Farewell friend Galis, your presence will be missed.

X'ao August 15 3598
"This is my revenge on Plot for making me a target"

X'ao died nobly Sunday afternoon fighting Stone casting, trade inhibiting bandits. He was trying to help a sleep victim when he was cruelly struck down.

X'ao was a good friend and a grand gypsy. May he find happiness wherever he now resides. The local Gypsies sped him on his way by sprinkling his funeral pyre with intoxicants.

(Kay-ek), October 10 3598

, a recent arrival to Crossroads, died messily Saturday night from an attack by swarms of diseased bats. He met his end trapped in the tavern with the bats while the rest of the townsfolk vainly attempted to variously kill the bats, let them out of the tavern, or get into the tavern to help those stricken. Tre'Sahn efforts at first aid were doomed to fail as tragically as 's resurrection attempt did.

Joined our community in September and became almost instantly very wealthy by solving a highly complex puzzle involving a bazaar runic language and mind twisting riddles. He was generous with his wealth, spending freely and rewarding those who helped him in any way with the most useful of commodities, cash! His quick mind and generous spirit will be sorely missed!

Ian died tragically Saturday night, bravely battling shadow dogs. He was a recent arrival to our town, but he made a big impression on those of us fortunate enough to have met him. He was valiant, honest, upright, gallant, modest and highly skilled in the warrior arts.

Ian joined the House of the Healing Heart shortly after his arrival. The House valued him almost as much as the ladies of Crossroads did. Protector Teague had planned to help him with his quest to join the Royal Order of the Sun, who have now lost a very promising young man. Crossroads morns deeply for Ian.

Local scholar Shea was recently found dead in the desert. The circumstances surrounding his death are certainly bizarre. He was reported to have choked on twenty pieces of gold, which no one seems to be able to account for. A map to the eye of the storm was found on his body, but his precious (rumored to be magical) sword was not. Shea and his wisdom will be greatly missed by all who knew him. He leaves no known kin.

Our much beloved Paige took her final death today, early in a painfully unsuccessful attempt to save Crossroads by recovering the Eye of the Storm.
A 12th level alchemist, Paige had many admirers, including a man she had never met who sent her gifts and flowers via commanded dominion changelings. Among her more normal suitors, Kazaganthi Trialfinder seems the most stricken by her death.
In addition to being an honorary Gypsy, a member of the Black Brigade and the Silver Spoons, Paige was a highly valued asset to Crossroads. She was instrumental in creating the fungicides that killed the fungoids that plagued Crossroads for so long. Her loss will be deeply felt.

Beloved father, husband and womanizer, Geeze, venerated Patriarch of Crossroads House of the Healing Heart, has departed our realm. Rumored to be a member of the Heartland's Council, and therefore eligible to be buried in the Heartland's, our Patriarch chose to be buried locally in Crossroads as he was instrumental in it's growth and development.
Grand Patriarch Linneas sends his regards and states "With Geeze's death, the Heart has lost a valued member. When at his prime, Geeze was a grand example of the best the Heart could produce."
Geeze will be missed by all who knew him, and most especially by the Heart. May he find the piece of mind that has eluded him for so long.
Geeze is survived by his son Stephan and a plethora of mistresses, floozies, and assorted lady friends.

Sqeej was the unfortunate victim of an inopportune encounter with Ice Spiders. More details will be posted as they become available.

It is interesting to note, that even in death, Sqeej was able to pull off at least one last practical joke!. When his death was announced in the Tavern, the Rakasha group from New Thassle assumed their friend Loss was the Wandrakin in question. They were most surprised to see Loss alive!

Sqeej was a cheerful fellow, always willing to put his body in harms way for the good of the town. Or maybe he just liked getting blown up. You can never tell with Wandrakin.

While Squeej leaves no known kin, we are sure, someone, somewhere loved him and misses him.

Crossroads suffered a devastating blow today with the loss of Miranda Beadpick. Heroes' Guild member, Heart Goodmyn and Acting Matriarch Beadpick was a merry Gypsy, a skilled and competent healer. She spent the last 3 months of her life in (well-dressed) morning for her beloved Sirap, and claimed to see him frequently after his death.
While Beadpick never seemed to understand the motivations of her fellow townsfolk, she had many friends who were duly distraught by her death. Her final words included good wishes towards her friends and a beyond the veil promise to haunt Grand Patriarch Lineas into paying attention to the Crossroads Heart.

Our beloved sheriff, MadDawg was viciously murdered last night as he slept in the tavern, keeping an eye on the jail. MadDawg was proud to have been chosen to be sheriff, took his duties seriously. He did his best for Crossroads. MadDawg's murderer was captured and appropriately punished.
Queen Emma is grief-stricken, having lost her favorite subject and playmate. The rest of us are infinitely saddened to know we'll never hear his cheerful voice commanding various villains to "get out of my town!"