The Pumpkin Papers Vol 1: Doublesweet!

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[!] A newspaper is found in your burrow's mailbox! Any interested bigguns could also get their hands on a copy with ease!

T'a Pumpkin Papers

~A scenic view of Bramblebury!~

 

Contents:

~Dinner Party + Pumpkin Raid!~

~Doublesweet Festival!~

~The Judging of Ale!~

~Anne becomes a Knight!~

 

~Dinner Party + Pumpkin Raid!~

~The gathering in the Greenholm burrow!~

Us proud weefolks of Bramblebury have recently held a massive dinner party in the Greenholm burrow! Many showed up, and a good deal of meats, potatoes, and apples were consumed by the party goers! Truly a wondrous time to be a weefolk!

 

~Preparing for the Pumpkin Raid!~

After all of us halflings finished with our meals, we donned our pumpkins, raised our shovels, and went over to the lands of Elvenesse to spread the good word of our Lord Knox! It was a bit random, out of the blue, unplanned, whatever you wish to call it. In spite of that, it was a blast of a time, and nay doubt a good spiritual exercise for us all!

 

~The great conga around the firepit!~

~Doublesweet Festival!~

~Receiving our information packets!~

After the previous month's escapades with pumpkins and parties, we got right to work on the next task! The Doublesweet Festival, having been planned almost two years prior, occured upon this fine Grand Harvest in the 607th year since Dunwood's foundation. Halfling men and women gathered 'round to celebrate the love in the air. With our assigned partners, we all went 'round the village doing a series of activities! T'was a fun time indeed, and hopefully the start of many new relationships!

 

~Diving into the ocean!~

~Shogging with friends!~

~Truth or dare in the Drunken Pumpkin tavern!~

We are truly blessed to have had such an amazing celebration! LORD KNOX is clearly with us after our Pumpkin Raid on the bigguns. Although the festival was somewhat impaired due to poor communication, our halfling spirits carried it onwards nonetheless, a true sign of our wee hearts!

~The Judging of Ale!~

~Me wee li'l stall in the big fair!~

I attended a fair 'n Oren, home of many bigguns! T'was dedicated to booze, or something, and had all sorts of tents set up for merchants to sell wares! Naturally, I took a tent for meself, and gave out some Applebrook Porter, pipes & pipeweed, and home-cooked chicken to the hungry Orenian populace! It was more difficult than I expected, especially since all the booze was free! Regardless, many friends were made, and a fair bit of booze given out to those in need!

 

~Judging ales at the end of the fair!~

One of the bigguns at the fair insisted that I judge the ales in their booze competition, and although I was relectant, he insisted that I go through with it! Thus, I found myself the judge of all the ales submitted 'n the fair! Out of all the boozes I tested, I found the dwarven Hearty Carrot Ale to be the best. I brought some of the ale home for our tavern, so hopefully we can all have a taste of the Heffrum brewing!

~Anne becomes a Knight!~

T'is some weird biggun thing oi nay understand, but our beloved Anne, resident of Bramblebury, is now a Knight of the Wardens! Choosing to be called the Warden of the Sea instead of Anne, she's surely changed a bunch after this! I hope she has fun with it!

 

-Filibert Applefoot,

Resident halfling tavernkeep.

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Greta chuckles to herself "The tabloid returns. At least the Gazette can focus on important things now."

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The wee lass once know as Anne sits on her fathers ship, her many rat running round making the place home, as she reads the paper aloud, “Awe he wrote bou’ meh, oi’ll ‘ave teh ge’ some’hin’ teh day thank yeh.” The lass chuckles a little as she folds the paper back up and gets up going back to work.

 

Anthea rubs her eyes having woken up in the Gardner burrow that morning the lass simply picks the paper up from one of the close by tables, “Oh..well at least some people had fun at the festival I planned..I wonder if Winter has seen this?” The wee lass wanders off to find her friend.