The Birth of a Halfling State

[NotEvilAtAll 10906]

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[!] Fliers are found strewn all over the halfling village of Honeyhill

T'a Shire, REBORN!

~A state for the weefolks~

It has been a long time since us weefolks, halflings and gnomes alike, had any sort of realm of our own. Although our villages typically govern themselves, we've always lived under the shadow of folks larger than ourselves. Nay longer shall this be the case! Cyris and I found a new land for us to settle, secluded and secure. At first we intended only to stay there on occasion as a sort of vacation site. The word has gotten out and now it shall be our home.

 

The Gnomes have moved into the hills and mountains already and so too shall us halflings settle the lakeside and grow grains in the fields! All the necessities of life have already been set up there, and so there we all ought to move. We can once again be an independent people as our ancestors once were in the times of fables.

 

All weefolks, be ye Gnomish, Halfling, or some other mixture, ye all are welcome in our new homeland, where we shall build a Utopia for all. A state for the halflings. A state for the wee!

 

~Mayor Mimosa Applefoot

p.s: to find the super secret location of our new village, just send me a bird!

[SteppeNomad 1624]

"SULIAN! Another brave Citystate of TRVE and NOBLE peoples! May the Tali'bortu, truest of all, exist well below their Philosopher-King's graceful eye! May their gnomes be blessed, and fields heavy with corn!" An elven philosopher rejoices!

[Norgeth 1903]

Aglazeki Archzealot Xob Wobson nods with a wide grin "Es ah gud start but teh future es still en teh 'ands ov teh Ilzgul, may uhs, Teh small ahn wee prosper!" he'd exclaim from within the Aglazeki Temple of Bywater, preparing various candles and idols for visitors to see.

[SoulReapingWolf 2281]

[!] A trail of cabbages could be found in the wee village. The mad cabbage farmer has grown interested in this place.

 

[TakeMeT0TheFae 970]

Tulip whistles as she loads up the last of the carts, excited for the end of moving supplies to their new home. 

[Wavey 2568]

“Finalleh! Ou’ own independen’ realm!” Bennett Hassenfort set the flyer down as he then shunted the cart full of many planting seeds towards the farm. Along the way, he stopped by the flag of the wee folk as he then raised his right hand upwards to salute it before continuing on with the cart.