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We are looking for MC books about Halfling culture & history. You can contact me on Discord @ ImCookiie#0666 or on the forums, if you’d like to donate to the great cause that is, The Brandy-Book Project. Thanks!

 

 

 

 

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Taffle Bramblebottom licks his lips, thinking about pie.

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Although it took Meadow a significantly long time to read through the announcement, when she finally reached the end she cheered in excitement!...at least she cheered after a few seconds pause it took to digest the words. “Mah alwois sait ‘e wus t’a smort ‘ne, eh? Loike j’am en jair’s, mah bruthers go’ breen en heis heed, tha’ ‘e do!” the Proudfoot would stand proudly on her feet as she continued “Oi reckon’ Oi outta’ heelp mah bruther weth t’is, loike mah alwois sait, graiss es t’a earf’s ‘air!” she’d finish, pumping her first with a determined expression.. yet this countenance was soon lost as her train of thought took off as a stowaway on a freight train. The little girl would then wander off, looking for her twin no doubt, humming something about jam along the way.

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’ow grea’ is ‘his? Perhaps I’ll do some diggin’ around for ol’ books myself... Mused Elder Goldworthy.

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Madelyn O’Connell read the notice through, a giddy feeling building in her belly. “Oi’ve gat sum books ta give! Oi’m genne get ‘em shoes fer meself... tho’ not shur if Oi’ll evah use ‘em..”

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