Farmers Unite!

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cb9XTK3_n2Y

 

Posters are hung up around the world of Anthos, the title over the top of the parchment reading the following and then followed subsequently by the following message

 

We are Farmers!

 

No more my fellows! We are oppressed by those who know no such work as we do! Those that no longer find themselves able to work the fields, and reap the Golden Harvests! They are too uppity and mean!

 

We depart, all true Farmers! We must go unto greater lands, to the fields of the Halflings! True Farmers they! We shall all live in good most glorious Golden Age of Golden Harvest of Wheat!

 

To Nether with the herdsmans! The fishermans! The Soldiermans! The Merchantmans! But not the Barmans, for they supply us most hearty brew from our grown harvests! Our Golden Harvests!

 

We go to Lenfarthing! To new age of Golden Harvest of most Golden Wheat gathering!

[empirerebel 305]

Tiberius' eyes widen at the posters, Tiberius says to the Sea-Strelts around him.  "Who will farm for us then!? Oh...Wait, I doubt this will even be taken seriously nevermind. Don't worry guys, farmers won't leave us to go to the true Dwarves." 

[Evilbanana5757 154]

The Bird Druid's eyes widen in surprise. "There are farmers?"

[3andD 1722]

Farmer Leader Aiim'Gorkil snarls, "What is this? They copy my union..."

[iris1612 1780]

Punkin the Farmer's face grows into a satisfyingly orange-red pumpkin-like color, before he charges outside, his head still in full pumpkin mode "WHUT'N TARNATION D'Y THINK YUR DOIN' OUT HERE PUTTIN' UP YUR POSTURS! GIT THEM POSTURS OFF MAH FURM B'FORE AH' GIT MAH' SHURPENED GARDNIN' TOOLS!" Then he realizes that nobody is there, because the posters were put up in the night while he was sleeping. His face returns to a more normal shade of light orange, and he goes back to farming Carrots and Wheat. But not Pumpkins. Odd, isn't it?

[Heff 2460]

Fumble prepares his ale bombs

"No bigguns gonna ge' int'ah 'ere!"

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.