Rumors are abundant through every conversation. Whether it be farmers, guards or wandering traders. Word spreads like wildfire through the Oasis and beyond.

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Misrule’s henchmen walk the paths and trails of the Oasis, their heads held high in arrogance. The bodies of traitors, deserters and the unwanted, being strung from the trees.

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Snow Traders have returned to their regular routes with added muscle within their ranks. Mistrustful sharp glances to passersby. Prices offered to the people of Mournfall have increased due to ‘Reconciliation Debt Repayment’ installed by Sage of the Snow Traders. Merchants are taking orders from the farmers and the adventuring populace with the promise of delivery in a month's time.

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The Goblins have been busy breeding and digging in their new home they seem to be calling ‘Undermine’. They emerge from their hovel briefly to hunt and forage, ever growing numbers need to be fed.

There have been no sightings of Ice Elves within the Oasis.

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Farmers have reported random tremors while working in their fields. Some sinkholes have eroded small portions of harvestable land. They are now seeking alternative farming locations. Some livestock have also gone missing at this time. The coalition of ranchers have put out a notice for retrieval.

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The Dwarves, Minotaurs, Hoblings and others who have settled in the Oasis remain, for now. Though their trepidations for what is to come in the following months are clear in any conversations they may have had.

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The claws of Nightfrost are around the settlement's throat, but how secure is the grip? Only time will tell what that means for those who have settled here.