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[!] You find a note in your aviary 

A New Thain

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As Elder of Honeyhill, much rests on me wee shoulders. Party planning, Knoxist worship, keeping us all proper, prosperous, and safe. A part of this duty lies in recognizing when even more is required of me. Today, I reluctantly announce that the time has come for me to step above my duties. The current Thain, Lily Peregrin, holds onto power not through solid leadership and cunning, but through naught but familial ties to the Great Thains of old. I hold nothing against her, but as Elder I must recognize that for an Elder such as myself to do all of the heavy lifting while the Thain t'is idle is nay how a village ought to be run!

 

Le' us recall Lord Knox's wishes for our people; that we are to be peaceful, prosperous, and proper. This is how the Thaindom came to be supported by Lord Knox himself in pursuit of these goals, yet the Thaindom itself is not Knox's demand from us, only a method by which we remain faithful to Him. A Thain capable of leading us halflings is a part of how we remain true to Knox and to ourselves, not having any Thain in particular or dynasty of Thains.

 

Thus, I proclaim myself as the next Thain of Honeyhill, assuming all of the old Thain Lily Peregrin's responsibilities. Let us meet next Pumpkin Day in the church to make the matter official. The Sheriff elections shall continue as normal. Knox bless us all.

 

-Thain Mimosa Applefoot, halfling of Honeyhill.

 

((4 pm est tomorrow on Sunday, 9/18/2022))

 

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"Aw no t' Peregrin legacy. Oi take a holiday fer one month and we're already bein' couped." Sorrel swears she can't leave this lot alone for 5 minutes.

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Thain Lily Peregrins does an evil laugh.

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From a far away place where she really shouldn't be caring so much about Honeyhill politics, Julie reads over the pamphlet and then rolls her eyes at it. "Oi mean, she's roigh' 'boot t'e Peregrins becoming a monarchy en all 'boot name bu'... come on, nobodeh is unseatin' t'at family et t'is point. Nae wifou' locking em all up er choppin' 'eads." She quickly clarifies for her wife. "Oi mean' t'at in, theory, luv."

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Taylor, finding the note in his aviary box, seems rather dumbfounded. "What the ****?-" He takes a moment to comprehend what he had just read. He then takes a breath, and crumples the letter. "If it's Iris' legacy on the line, I'll die if need be... Which I doubt I will, this is an old lady we're talking about, but regardless, it's time to get to work." The mischievous little Halfling would say, before wandering off to wherever he dwelled.

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Grigory Grubb weakly smiles, pushing some pipeweed into his pipe before lighting it. Going over to his aviary, he'd retrieve his letter from Mimosa, "I stand bah da Applefoots.. shame dese bones uddawise I'd be dere. Ter t'ink da Peregrin called dem sour apples.. I luv apples.." he shakes his head as he would stumble home with his cane to meet with his relatively unknown son.

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