Not a cult

Let this mark the death of Anubork, the shocking. The Chromozoid dragged Anubork to his lair where he murdered him. This serves as motivation for the military reclamation of the Condominium.

East Malvern has installed a new swimming pool to bribe the citizens into contentment. The funding for the pool came from a Mr L. One.

Corporate Moneybags is trying to get the Condominium back under control, and his first step in this was containing Bruch. Armoured extermination squads patrol now, and containment units are deployed when necessary. 

The goblins of the mirror realm must have a lot on their plate, because this is a pretty major messup.

The council gather to decide who shall take the throne in place of the late king. As it turns out everyone had decided to try and take it by force.

He reported that he felt somewhat ill, and saw fit to perform a biopsy on himself in an attempt to prolong his life. Tumours spilled forth from the incision and it was decided to evacuate the room and lock the door. That sector of the Condominium is now under quarantine. 

Reports of wildlife suffering from the same illness as the King have occurred throughout Malvern. The culprit has been executed.

The true culprit has been apprehended, and shall be executed in the coming days. He denies nothing, refuses to give up any information, and repeats that 'It is too late.' What is that supposed to mean?

The Donalds have suddenly left along the northern road. What do they know?

The only suspect of the late king's murder has been found dead at the bottom of a lake.

After you've dealt with the Zikoids you've got a free TV fitting.

There seems to be no end to the Zikoid issue

The frog king has been taken by his illness, tragically and suddenly. Despite doctors best attempts, he died in horrifically and in pain, as terrible legs sprouted from his mouth and strangled him to death.

The Long One's spies hide in all corners of Malvern, watching, waiting. Nowhere is safe.

Call 555-745-643 for quick cheap Zikoid damage repair. Zikoids damaging your property? Fix it up fast so you can focus on those buggers and not fixing damages.

The king of frogs appears to have caught some kind of illness, doctors fear it may be a type of parasite and advise a quick surgery but the risks involved are a relevant counter-argument.

Another Wizard regularly shirks his duties to the council, but Another Wizard is crucial to the council's operations and so cannot be evicted. Another Wizard holds parties in the forest on a weekly basis, these parties are a known stop for the Travelling Ass, as it brings great beats before it leaves into the trees. Another Wizard is a peruser of Mother Jones' dimensional pockets and, considering recent events, has had them searched for undesirable content, Another Wizard passed. Another Wizard offers foreigners a drink from his goblet, if they comply they will hallucinate and be made a fool.

Couldn't let them speak out, disposal too difficult. They float now, in an anchor-less dimension, drifting in the void. Accessible only by Teloids, and access they do.

A creation of Mother Jones, a pocket dimension literally housed within a pocket, which would then be applied to an item of clothing. Originally the pockets where more of a large bag that Mother Jones would use as a way to capture and transport new savage servants. The Council of Wizards were impressed and requested such pockets to be sewn into robes, so that they could carry around magical doodads with much more ease. When Father Gordon died it was discovered that he had owned such a pair. The discovery was made while stripping him down for the sake of dressing him in proper burial clothes. The mortician noticed some stitching on the side that denoted a Mother Jones item. It was assumed that the saint of a man used it to carry around religious things, bibles and the such. Such high respect of the man made the following discovery all the more earth shaking. When attempting to empty the pockets for the sake of inheritance, the contents were revealed to far more sinister: Father Gordo

The Teloid are a race of inter-dimensional beings. A Teloid can warp in and out of any given dimension with relative ease, however some dimensions aren't fit for Teloid life, theoretically there are dimensions where Teloid corpses are piled high; Teloids that visit such dimensions are rarely the same afterwards. Teloids can't speak in the traditional sense, but rather use a combination of audio and visual display to communicate. It appears that the sights and sounds used to communicate are in fact snippets of TV shows, some recognisable, some distinctly foreign; Otherworldly so. 

The bone pizzas were destroyed due to health violations, but it seems that those violations have led to consumers of the unchecked pizza to gain a deep psychokinetic link to all things panis. Corporate Moneybags argues that since it was his code violation, the panitheurges should belong to him, he has no way to carry out this claim as of now.

Today is Blakey Boi's birthday, merry Christmas  

The Long One's spies lurk behind every corner. Loose lips sink ships, and that's bad for everyone.

In a moment alone, Mother Jones lets down her facade and her true form is revealed. Jones is not of this world. She backs the production of wizard goods, and is essential to their effectiveness. Her basement is a menagerie of savages from foreign islands, they are forced into servitude via psychic link. Her power grows everyday and as it does she can control more servants at once. Should she ever die, her servants are primed to detonate.