A tragic end.

[Gamling]

Rumor begins to spread that Nulinus's soul was in fact fed to bane. There are no traces of the dwarf any where in Sundren, and people believe that the unlucky dwarf has finally met his end,

[Belwas]

*Between pints at the Four Lanterns Thain learns of his kins rumoured ill fortune*

"Maybe there be somethin me an the lads can do," he grumbles as he heads to the Church of Helm to speak with the Abbott.

[DurinRustbeard]

Gael enters the four lanterns inn, stowing his ax behind his tower shield as he makes his path to the bar. After propping up his mighty shield he removes a bit of parchment from underneath his tangle of a beard and hands it to the keep. Gael motions for a pint, and the barkeep is quick to respond with a full glass. Gael throws the pint back in one motion and as he wipes the dribbles of ale from his beard absently with his left arm he tells the keep "Be throwin that thar note up on the wall there lad, there's kin be missin, an no one O' small account either. Be lettin any kin be enterin here know that me and the lads be venturin out as soon as we can be findin some information of his wareabouts. Thar be few enough O us roun here an I'm not fer loosin anore'."

He loops his arm back onto his towershield and hoists it away from its leaning rest at the bar. He offers a curt salute to the barkeep and heads for the exit. There was a glint of determination in his eyes. Gael wasn't going to leave a kinsman to bane, as the rumors had led to.

[Gamling]

There have been rumors about, saying a dwarf entering the gate of the sundrer, who is now resting there, claims to be Nulinus Lgihtbringer, Paladin of Gorm. People find this misleading because he does not match the description of Nulinus. He is thinner, more tan, bony, scarred, even more so.