Trolls Cleared Out!

[salamanderfantasy 1340]

[!] A new message takes the place of the last on the noticeboard. Additionally, all notices of curfew have been torn down in Honeyhill.

 

A message to the all wee folk -- the eviction of our unwanted troll neighbours has been a success.

 

Thanks to all our cooperation in keeping the village safe, the plan has gone through without a hitch, and with not one wee person lost to the trolls.

There's still the matters of repairing the damage done, but with our wee folk hard at work to repair the fields even as I write this that should be no issue compared to the trolls themselves. And with some bigguns from the capital offering support should our winter supplies run out (which, with the trolls gone, should be able to hold 'till spring) we've much less worry about food.

 

Hence, the pumpkin rationing is now over -- but with the shortage still be carefull not to waste many. Shogging helmets can still be made into pies after. As well as this, all curfew rules are now over! Thank you for all being cooperative about that (except for those young bigguns who we had to arrest).

 

In other news, a trade deal with some bigguns from Haense has been made -- a measure of honey is to be exported, and we will be receiving mead in return. There's also the matter of the booze debt to one Dorimnur Goldhand, who supplied the explosives used, and hopefully this deal will sort that out.

 

I myself am currently bedridden (stood too close to aforementioned explosives), but after me ribs heal I'll be sorting out a delivery of several barrels of booze to Goldhand's tavern, and with that we'll be sorted with this whole business.

 

However, Filibert has informed me that the old mines by the stream are infested with aggressive rats, after a group of bigguns IGNORED me notice and went into investigate. In me opinion, we don't need to deal with that right now. So I will be emphasising me notice to KEEP OUT for now.

 

Stay well Honeyhill, and try not to be improper or in need of medical care while I'm out on bedrest.

 

-- Sheriff of Honeyhill, Dr Sorrel Rosehipp Mudfoot Mowood Ironbrew Peregrin.