Wheat For The Winter

[Matt011011 166]

*It was an chilly fall morning in the small village of Lenfarthing, as Elder Milo was taking his early morning stroll. He made his way past the bakery as the smell of fresh bread filled his nostrils. Next he stopped by the mill to pick up some carrots for his son, but when he arrived he noticed that all the wheat had gone missing. He turned quickly, ran out of the mill, and towards Richard's burrow. By the time he reached the burrow Richard was already out smoking his morning pipe. Milo frantically begins shouting to Richard. "Richard! Ba' news, the wheat, its gone! All o' it!

Richard drops his pipe on the grass and slowly rises to his feet. "Wha' do ye mean all o' the wheat is gone! Winter is comin' soon an' if we ain't go' enough wheat then... then... We need to gather the rest o' the 'obbits to salvage as muc' wheat as we can!"

Milo gives a quick nod as he taps the butt of his staff nervously on the ground. "A-aye aye! Rally all the 'obbits ye can an' ge' 'arvesting! I'll put a note up on the noticeboard an' go talk wit' the other elders an' we will try an' think o' another solution for if we can' ge' enough wheat for winter!

Milo gives a quick nod to Richard before turning and walking off down the path towards the notice board. As he gets closer to the board he takes a small piece of parchment out of his satchel and scribbles down a note, leaving room for others to write comments, then pins it up to the board.

The note reads as follows:
"Dear fellow hobbits, We a great crisis on our hands. All of the wheat we have gathered for this up coming winter has fallen missing! We need to try and salvage what wheat we can and begin storing it away! If we don't get enough wheat there is a chance some of us may not make it through the winter!
So I call on each and every one of you to get out into the fields for the good of us all!
-Elder Milo Herbwallow"

Turns away from the board after pinning the note and heads towards the fields to begin his harvesting.

 

 

A few days later Milo approaches the notice board, a small poster in hand. After pinning it up he turns and walks back towards his burrow.

 

The poster reads as follows:

"I have thought it out and we are going to be needing four chestfulls of wheat, a chestfull of taters, and at-least two chestfulls of carrots.   -Elder Milo Herbwallow"

[TheRoyalOnion(Aris) 101]

*Aris shrugs it off chuckling after reading the note. He walks off saying*

"If all dun go well we can still eat Tibb I s'pose!"

[Raomir 1855]

*Pinned to the Board reads another letter*
Hello there it seems you are in a time of crisis.Well do not worry, if you require wheat, the Farmer's Guild of Salvus can help! Send a bird to Raomir ((IGN:Raomir)) and we can work a price out!

[Major Tom 139]

Posco Bramble notices the sign while taking a stroll through Lenfarthing, quietly he reads some parts of the note aloud. 

"Dear fellow hobbits . . . . . crisis . .  missing wheat . . . . .  make it through winter . . fields, signed Elder Milo Herbwallow"

It's not obvious to Posco at first (he's not the cleverest of halflings) but after a bit he puts two and two together. No wheat means no cake and no cake means no happy Posco.

"Oh dear!"

Posco runs to his burrow to grab his farming equipment and farming attire. Then dashes out to the fields harvesting like a mad man.

[Free The Hobbits 859]

Bolo puts on his straw hat and takes a long drag of his pipe. He reads over the note nodding as he reads it, 

 

"Wintah? No wheat? Signed...Milo Herbwallow...why is Hoppy's name mentioned?

 

Bolo nods, he trots back to his burrow patting Bill gently and walks inside taking up his sickle, and going to the farm. He speaks to the Hobbits who are already farming.

 

"Ge' ready lads! Wintah is comin'!"

[Kaiser 2347]

*Aris shrugs it off chuckling after reading the note. He walks off saying*

"If all dun go well we can still eat Tibb I s'pose!"

 

Richard chuckles from afar 

"Ha.... Tibb.... fat joke..."

[Valon (Yokey) 168]

Salm, who was never much one for farming, notices the entire town harvesting wheat. He decides to go over and join them, due to there being only 10.

 

Eah, damn wheat stealahs. 'ho needs wheat in tha 'mount anyway?

 

Hops toward the wheat fields, smiling and turnining his pants into cutoffs.

[Moot 1719]

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