Rumour table for Gog-Magog

On the Isle of Dread, a community of rebels squatting inside a giant skull. They call the settlement Gog-Magog. Mostly Shalk (human and half-elf) escaped from the treacherous Prince Henri of Fort Akor, they have been joined by survivors of Skinwalker raids (tabaxi, lizardfolk, Olman humans), and miscellaneous drifters from around the region. In the space of a few months, the place has attracted a bit of a reputation.

The following rumour table is intended for Gog-Magog, but could be used for areas within the Seven Villages region, with some on-the-fly adaptation, in case I don't end up writing a proper rumour table for those :'(

Roll and use the whole line as-is, or do a couple rolls to mix-and-match

Players: no peeking!

	How you meet ‘em	Description	Qoute	Name
1	A ragged stranger squatting in an alley	Abati hunchback, blue crystal growths poking painfully out of their skin. Beckons you closer, because voice is raspy and spittle-flecked.	‘I fled the Doom that came [Burowao/Dawa] We thought we’d defeated the People of the Red Caves...’	Iffingil
2	A new drinking buddy	Tattered royal uniform, well-oiled Eldritch Rifle (as eldritch blast, plus stun (hold person ray) 1/short rest, hip flask filled with bruskum, zippo lighter & pipe that never goes out by accident (insert cool rain scene!)	‘yeah, when the prince went rotten, I sided with the Shalks. Mom always said I had some Shalk blood in me, and I can mostly understand their language now so I guess it’s true!’	Poppinjay McGee
3	You crashed at their place	An exeptionally large tortle, motherly attitude, stokes the fire, constantly making soup out of the weirdest things, will trade herbal potions for more soup materials.	‘the Black Eagle? Aye, he passed through here a few days back. Word has it that his son survived the attack, but suffers under some sort of curse! Asked to borrow some of our doctors, but we couldn’t spare ‘em.’	Beaux
4	A concerned stranger approaches you	Shalk warrior, bow made of bone and sinew, necklace of various unique coins (hexagons, green ones, unusual designs on ‘em, etc)	‘those treasures you’ve brought back, they’ve attacted a few eyes. I’d find a place to stash them, if you want to keep your organs on the inside of your body.’	‘I’ve forsworn my name. You may call me the Fifth Warrior.
5	Maybe you were drunk, maybe you were distracted by another conversation	You can’t even remember what they looked like, except they had a medium-sized mole on one of their cheeks. It might’ve been the left cheek? Anyway, you remember them telling you...	‘Lucian’s not the only authority figure around here. That is, if his mother’s still alive...’	????
6	Gathering food or peeling vegetables (eats quite a few of the peelings)	Bulky, bloodshot eyes, pig snout & little tusks (skinwalker!), long arms, wearing several vests	Prince Lucian sent our best hunters out every day last week, but they kept coming back with nothing. Now they’re not going out in one big group anymore, but at least they’ve started to come back with SOME food	Gristle ap Grostle
7	Tinkering away at fixing an eldritch rifle (shoots acid arrow, 1-in-6 chance of it going off accidentally if distracted suddenly, jostled, or startled	2½ feet high, way to large coat, hat. Mouselike hands, tail visible if hurrying away or distracted by some juicy deal or conversation (starts whisking around)	Wants to sell you - copper pots with well-mended holes - resin-soaked fish (for eating or burning) - a golden teaspoon that can mix any liquid just by tapping the outside of the vessel that holds it - a ming vase of holding (fragile!) Doesn’t want to sell the rifle, it’s for a client	Has the same name as you! But pronounced with a lisp.
8	Offers to smoke you up some kalamanthis.	Tabaxi dressed in fancy coat stolen from royal officer.	‘The skinwalkers hit my village, slaughtered everyone. They hit the lizardfolk too, the phanatons, all the Olman tribes north of the wall… if Lucian wants to be allies with them, I say we slit his throat while he sleeps. You in?’	Grievous Scarab, Eyes-of-the-Damned
9	Appears out of the shadows behind you, when you’re mostly alone.	Black goatee & moustache, travelers cloak, seems to have bits of cold mist clinging to him.	‘so, did the cards teach you of any great wisdom?’	Arrigal
10	An overheard conversation (the primaries are waiting by a blacksmiths or tattooist)	Several ragged individuals, trying to strike off the last of their chains, and rubbing their chaffed wrists	‘a frontal assault on the fort would be suicide. The open ground would be a killing field. Why, I heard a dragon tried to breach those walls, and the soldiers with their rifles drove it off!’	Penseive, Occifer, Gwyn, Willodrake.