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The Settlement of BRANDYBROOK


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There the Thain laid, shivering within the snow.

 

Rollo Applefoot in a distraught frenzy hadn’t the faintest idea where the halflings were. Suddenly and out of nowhere the halfling felt something he hadn’t felt in decades, despair.

 

The Thain sat as the Vaeyl overtook Atlas, as he was in the lands of Serrimor, as his own sweat stuck to his cheeks as he had just ran from the shivering death that was his old realm.

 

Dunshire was gone, the crops completely dried and withered, the animals frozen over, the burrows snowed in, the dirt stuck together as the fertile soil was turned into completely destroyed land, the lake, fish and all, turned to ice.

 

Halflings had died before the Thain’s eyes and yet he managed to make it to safety. He was terrified as dreams overtook him, people telling him that the entire halfling race had just been wiped from existence.. What would a man such as himself do?        

 

Time passed by in that frozen over hellscape and yet he had nothing but a feeling of dread overpass him. At one point the Thain just blacked out, left to his own thoughts as he thought about his past, his accomplishments, and what he had.

 

His family that he had ran from, the family he had created, the story he had spun… was it all just gone for the man? The weefolk just stayed in this perpetual loop of sadness for what seemed like weeks.. Before his finally had a memory he could grasp with his head.

 

He woke up, face first in sand as he stared up, and when he did, he saw something that gave him a slight feeling of.. Renewal? A landscape?  

 

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“Yes..” he thought to himself, “I won’t le’ ‘his jus’ beh dah en’ of weefolk.. Fer we gunnah come back BIGGAH, AN’ BETTAH.. ‘HEN EVAH BEFORE.. ‘Hat is wha I swear..”

And so, the halfling Thain called this new hope for halflings…

 

 

 

Brandybrook

 

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“Located next to Aegrothond, the Halfling village of Brandybrook is the primary Halfling settlement in all of Arcas. Here in Brandybrook we all live in comfort and tranquillity, plenty thanks our farms as well as the ocean and river nearby. Our burrows, although small and a tight fit for larger folks, are the perfect cozy size for us to live in, and often have more amenities than meets the eye at first!

-However, up till this point we have done naught but muddle around in the tavern, for the village has yet to be officially opened for individual Halflings to claim their burrows! The choice to wait on burrow construction and inhabitation has allowed us to finish up our final touches on Brandybrook so as to prepare it for us, and now that such efforts are finished there is nothing to do besides open ‘er up for all!

 

How to get a burrow:

In order to get a burrow, you must prove that you are worthy of getting one! Simple contact one of the three Elders or the Thain of the village to be given a chance to prove your worthiness! Tasks range from Slug Racing to Exploration to Gnome Hunting!  No need to fear, there haven’t been any casualties doing these activities... yet

 

How to get a room in The Toady Traveler Tavern:

These are designed for Halflings who either don’t wish to inhabit the village full-time, Halflings who are very sleepy and don’t show their faces much, or Halflings who haven’t earned the trust of the rest of the community just yet. The rooms are compact yet cozy, and contain all the bare necessities of life. In order to get a room in the tavern, simply contact an Elder, the Thain, the Thain’s wife (because nepotism), Peter (the coolest Halfling around!) or any other Halfling of any relevance.

 

What is there is to do:

The lovely town of Brandybrook, recently neighboring with Aegrothond, has hit a stride of good fortune like none seen previously before! As a result, the shogging, drinking, and partying of weefolk has hit a stride never before seen! Just make sure to get apart of the local Halfling Newspaper and you can learn about all the great events and activities that will overtake your afternoon with happiness and good laughs! (( AKA, Join Our Discord if you’re looking to join in on halfling events, you can get a invite from any of the people below ))

 

Halfling Leadership Contacts:

 

Thain - Rollo Applefoot (( Tha_Mystery_Man ))  

Elder - Harold Applefoot (( dkink14 ))

Elder - Erling Newburrow (( Lomrun ))

Elder - Petrus Frondor (( White_Moose ))

Steward - Daisy Applefoot (( jumperhand3 ))

Steward - Paul Oakstump (( Hobbits ))

 


 

The halflings of Brandybrook look up for the years to come, for once they believe things may finally be looking up.

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Daisy Applefoot the Halfling of Brandybrook hollers “Hurrah! T’eh village beh open now!”

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[!] The fat forest dwarf, carrying the name Bjor, would hobble towards his brotherin, gathered around their fireplace.. where drinks were spilled and meals shared as Bjor would shout. “ah oie’m goin to pah a lettle veset to mhe uld smalleh froinds.. aneh wanna come wet’ mhe?

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

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. 

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