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A Message to the Warmongers: WE DO NOT YIELD


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[!] A letter is pinned to the Honeyhill Noticeboard

We do NOT Yield!

Rolozo Tolkien

~What shall befall the biggun warmongers are they to mess with us Halflings!~

Calling all Bounders to duty! The thieving bigguns have threatened us with war! These thieves and scoundrels will not be tolerated! We will give them nothing! We do not yield to these silly threats! If the thieves want war, then we will give it to them!

 

Grab your shovels! We shall begin training immediately and drive the scoundrels back to the hills!

-Filibert Applefoot

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bishop viktor takes up arms, waving around Imam al Boreen's Holy Bamboo Stick "it's them paladins, i know it! kidnapping the little halflings, just because they look like children, and seem plump, lots of meat on the bones!"

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"The heck is a Bounder?" the Dame Ruina wonders to herself as she prepares to assist her friends, should they even want the help of a biggun! Though she imagines they're more than capable of defending themselves without her assistance!

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Lily Peregrin readies the bombkin stockpile.

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Sorrel R' Peregrin, for one of the first times in months, rises, to take her place as Thain and lead her people to battle! (or to at least try to!)

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Marigold Fiddleberry sharpens her shovel, while menacingly kubrick staring out of her burrow window. The bigguns have messed with the wrong people.

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Spoiler

Sharkey's brigands at it again.

 

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Alfie Greenholm smiles in his grave.

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"I seen a halflin' knock out an Olog in a pub brawl." Glod muses, from inside the Braided Beard. "Size dinnae mattah much, an 'alflin' pissed off is about as deadly as a pissed off dwed. Fuckin' limbs everywhere."

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"Brave citizen's militia! The great Halflings know clearly the ways of THE PATRIOT!" An elven sailor recieved the note blowing in on a sea breeze! Rowing to bring salt to distant lands!

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