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[!] A notice is posted to the Dúnwen Noticeboard! DEFEND THE PUMPKINS! ~The Pumpkin Patch~ Evil gremlins have been spotted STEALING pumpkins from our lovely pumpkin patch! We must stop them before they take away all our pumpkins before we can turn them into pumpkin pie, pumpkin seed, and pumpkin stew! Calling all adventurers to ACTION to defend the most holy of crops from EVIL! We shall meet outside of the patch next Pumpkin Day and drive the evil gremlins out! ~Mimosa Applefoot, Halfling Mayor of Dúnwen. ((Tomorrow the 3rd of October, 10/2/2023, 6 PM EST. Located within Dúnwen, capital of Dúnfarthing, home of the halflings on Braevos. We will use the new Brave combat system so pick an archetype for your character if you have not already: ))

OOC: Hello there! This is an event designed to simulate a single day of halfling life as best as possible. Everybody starts at the beginning of the hour, having just woken up. Their characters then go about their day as they would IRP, eventually falling back to sleep at the end of the hour, which ends the event. Working, eating, talking, and other things your character typically does in a day can and should be roleplayed. There will be a single roleplay prompt happening during the hour to promote interaction, but attending it isn’t mandatory. Feel free to do as you wish. The intention isn’t to attract a large quantity of halflings into one location at a time, but rather to create as much immersion as possible. SoL Event Checklist (Optional): -Wake up ( ) -Eat something ( ) -Do some task ( ) -Interact with someone ( ) -Eat another thing ( ) -Go to sleep ( ) RP: [!] A notice is pinned to the Dúnwen Noticeboard "The fields need weedin'! Weh've let them rest for ter long and now they've grown thick wi' thistles and dandelions! Come meet me outside next Pumpkin Day and oi'll set ye up with the proper tools! -Mimosa Applefoot, Mayor of Dúnwen" ((6 PM EST tomorrow, Monday the 25th of September, 9/25/2023. Located in Dúnwen, the home of the halflings on Braevos))

[!] All through Aveos through each town and village even scattered in the wind was a missive written on a thin paper sheet that smelt of slightly of cookies to grace a reader’s nose “Good morning, afternoon, evening, or even night reader. Did you know that you are invited to a grand picnic in Babblebrook, Dunfárthing? No this isn’t a joke this is your invitation to come and sit with the weefolk and us even weer friends of theirs, the Musin! This gather is to take place in ten stone days. It will include plenty of food and drink and we invite you to bring your own special dishes along with fishing and at the end a competition using nothing but junk and scraps that you must create something new and original out of for a prize of 50 mina and I will pay your taxes on a property you own for that year. We look forward to seeing you there.” -Sincerely, Ser Do’Spuds Loa’chil

OOC: Hello there! This is an event designed to simulate a single day of halfling life as best as possible. Everybody starts at the beginning of the hour, having just woken up. Their characters then go about their day as they would IRP, eventually falling back to sleep at the end of the hour, which ends the event. Working, eating, talking, and other things your character typically does in a day can and should be roleplayed. There will be a single roleplay prompt happening during the hour to promote interaction, but attending it isn’t mandatory. Feel free to do as you wish. The intention isn’t to attract a large quantity of halflings into one location at a time, but rather to create as much immersion as possible. SoL Event Checklist (Optional): -Wake up ( ) -Eat something ( ) -Do some task ( ) -Interact with someone ( ) -Eat another thing ( ) -Go to sleep ( ) RP: [!] A notice is pinned to the Dúnwen Noticeboard ~Dunwen by Night!~ Let us harvest the fields now that t'ae harvest season is here! The best harvester will get a specialty drink! ~Mimosa Applefoot, Mayor of Dúnwen. ((7 PM EST tomorrow, Tuesday the 12th of September, 9/12/2022. Located in Dúnwen, the home of the halflings on Braevos)).

OOC: Hello there! This is an event designed to simulate a single day of halfling life as best as possible. Everybody starts at the beginning of the hour, having just woken up. Their characters then go about their day as they would IRP, eventually falling back to sleep at the end of the hour, which ends the event. Working, eating, talking, and other things your character typically does in a day can and should be roleplayed. There will be a single roleplay prompt happening during the hour to promote interaction, but attending it isn’t mandatory. Feel free to do as you wish. The intention isn’t to attract a large quantity of halflings into one location at a time, but rather to create as much immersion as possible. SoL Event Checklist (Optional): -Wake up ( ) -Eat something ( ) -Do some task ( ) -Interact with someone ( ) -Eat another thing ( ) -Go to sleep ( ) RP: [!] A notice is nailed to the Dúnwen Noticeboard: "New field's ready for planting! I've brought over an ol' plough and plenty of seeds, let's get to work! To the hardworkin' goes all the breads! -Mimosa Applefoot" ((7 PM EST tomorrow, Wednesday the 6th of September, 2023. Located in Dúnwen, the capital of Dúnfarthing, the home of the halflings on Braevos))

OOC: Hello there! This is an event designed to simulate a single day of halfling life as best as possible. Everybody starts at the beginning of the hour, having just woken up. Their characters then go about their day as they would IRP, eventually falling back to sleep at the end of the hour, which ends the event. Working, eating, talking, and other things your character typically does in a day can and should be roleplayed. There will be a single roleplay prompt happening during the hour to promote interaction, but attending it isn’t mandatory. Feel free to do as you wish. The intention isn’t to attract a large quantity of halflings into one location at a time, but rather to create as much immersion as possible. SoL Event Checklist (Optional): -Wake up ( ) -Eat something ( ) -Do some task ( ) -Interact with someone ( ) -Eat another thing ( ) -Go to sleep ( ) RP: [!] A notice is nailed to the Dúnwen Noticeboard: "We have yet to start up cloth production here in Dúnwen. This must begin NOW! Next Pumpkin Day we are to gather by the sheep pen to shear wool, wash it, spin it into yarn, and begin making the finest cloths in all of Aevos! ~Mimosa Applefoot-Nimblefoot, Mayor of Dúnwen" ((5 PM EST tomorrow, Tuesday the 29th of August, 2023. Located in Dúnwen, the capital of Dúnfarthing, the home of the halflings on Braevos))

OOC: Hello there! This is an event designed to simulate a single day of halfling life as best as possible. Everybody starts at the beginning of the hour, having just woken up. Their characters then go about their day as they would IRP, eventually falling back to sleep at the end of the hour, which ends the event. Working, eating, talking, and other things your character typically does in a day can and should be roleplayed. There will be a single roleplay prompt happening during the hour to promote interaction, but attending it isn’t mandatory. Feel free to do as you wish. The intention isn’t to attract a large quantity of halflings into one location at a time, but rather to create as much immersion as possible. SoL Event Checklist (Optional): -Wake up ( ) -Eat something ( ) -Do some task ( ) -Interact with someone ( ) -Eat another thing ( ) -Go to sleep ( ) RP: [!] A notice is nailed to the Dúnwen Noticeboard: "Meet in the greenhouse (the one in the big ol' Town Hole) for a quick demonstration on gardening and how to start your own burrow-front (or top, or sides) garden! ~Mimosa Applefoot-Nimblefoot, Mayor of Dúnwen" ((2 PM EST tomorrow, Sunday the 27th of August, 2023. Located in Dúnwen, the capital of Dúnfarthing, the home of the halflings on Braevos))

[!] Pro-halfling propaganda finds its way into your aviary mailbox BIG-FOLK TERRORIST DESTROYED! This very morning a plot most foul was FOILED by the brave Thain-King of the shire, Cyris Collingwood the First! A bearded big-folk about five stones in height was in the kitchen of our tavern with Cyris' ex-wife, Magnolia. He revealed his foul plot to invade Haense and kill Haense's KING! Upon realizing that Magnolia was not receptive to his insane terrorist scheming, he tried to cover his tracks by KILLING MAGNOLIA! Thankfully, the would-be cold blooded murder of Magnolia was ended when Cyris himself came to the scene brandishing a cattle-slaughtering pole! The terrorist was then slaughtered just like the pig he was, saving both Magnolia and Haense from terrorist schemes The brigand had a small hoard of Haense coinage on him (no doubt to buy weaponry to realize the terrorist's plots!) which was donated to a good cause within Haense's capital. Praise be to His Royal Majesty King King Cyris Collingwood the first, the second. Thain of Dunfarthing and her vassals, Protector of the Wee, Lord of Greater Bramblebury, Honeyhill and the Hillmen. Father of Foxes, Liberator of Frogtopia, Slayer of Gods, The Oathbreaker, Grand Wizard of Bogwartz: School of Shamanism and Housemagery, Tamer of the Forest, Chairman of the League Of Super Best Friends, Wielder of most holy Knoxscalibur, Emperor of the Holy Orenian Empire of Bywater, Shogging Champion, Attorney at law.

OOC: Hello there! This is an event designed to simulate a single day of halfling life as best as possible. Everybody starts at the beginning of the hour, having just woken up. Their characters then go about their day as they would IRP, eventually falling back to sleep at the end of the hour, which ends the event. Working, eating, talking, and other things your character typically does in a day can and should be roleplayed. There will be a single roleplay prompt happening during the hour to promote interaction, but attending it isn’t mandatory. Feel free to do as you wish. The intention isn’t to attract a large quantity of halflings into one location at a time, but rather to create as much immersion as possible. SoL Event Checklist (Optional): -Wake up ( ) -Eat something ( ) -Do some task ( ) -Interact with someone ( ) -Eat another thing ( ) -Go to sleep ( ) RP: [!] A notice is nailed to the Dúnwen Noticeboard: "We NEED more alcohol for our tavern! It's been far too long since we've last brewed anything together as a community! This time, let's not throw lava into the brew as well. That'd be a nice touch. ~Mimosa Applefoot-Nimblefoot, Mayor of Dúnwen" ((3 PM EST tomorrow, Friday the 18th of August, 2023. Located in Dúnwen, the capital of Dúnfarthing, the home of the halflings on Braevos))

OOC: Hello there! This is an event designed to simulate a single day of halfling life as best as possible. Everybody starts at the beginning of the hour, having just woken up. Their characters then go about their day as they would IRP, eventually falling back to sleep at the end of the hour, which ends the event. Working, eating, talking, and other things your character typically does in a day can and should be roleplayed. There will be a single roleplay prompt happening during the hour to promote interaction, but attending it isn’t mandatory. Feel free to do as you wish. The intention isn’t to attract a large quantity of halflings into one location at a time, but rather to create as much immersion as possible. SoL Event Checklist (Optional): -Wake up ( ) -Eat something ( ) -Do some task ( ) -Interact with someone ( ) -Eat another thing ( ) -Go to sleep ( ) RP: [!] A notice is nailed to the Dúnwen Noticeboard: "It's been a long while since we've baked any breads. I've noticed quite the shortage of good quality bread in the village. Let's bake some bread in the ol' Bakery! Should be a decent way to pass the time! -Mimosa Applefoot-Nimblefoot" ((12 PM EST (noon) tomorrow, Friday July 21st of 2023. Located in Dúnwen, the home of the halflings on Braevos))

The Legend of the Werehare (art by suviridian at deviantart) by Breasal Nimblefoot Chapter 1 The Beast Lurks Once upon a time, long ago in the days of yore, there was a humble village of Halflings called Flowerburgh. There, the Halflings lived their lives peacefully in their close-knit community, isolated from the rest of the world. There were many great families that had influence over the village, these were the Bronzeberries, Strongbrands, Littlehills, Riverfeet and the Flinthills. Every great family had their specialty within the village. The Bronzeberries were notable for their crafts, be it woodcarving or metalsmithing, while the Littlehills were significant farmers and herbalists. The Riverfeet were known fishermen and merchants, in contrast to the Strongbrands who were excellent hunters and had many members in the Shirewatch. Last, but certainly not least, were the Flinthills; the greatest family of the village were many of their ancestors held the position of Thain. Here we find a notable lad called Liam Flinthill, somewhat short in stature for a Halfling with blonde hair and a clean-shaved face, he is the troublemaker of his family. Not wanting to partake in the village’s politics, he seeks for a peaceful life working in the fields and messing around in the tavern. As Liam finishes his breakfast and packs his lunch, on his way to the fields he is joined by Gardenia Littlehill, a fine lass of fair and red complexion. “Good mornin’ Liam, how’s that noggin of yars afta’ last nigh’? Ya drank like there was nae tomorrow” she cheerfully asked. “I’m fine Gar, I slept like a log when I got tae my burrow. Are ya ready for today’s field work?” he replied with a smile on his face. “Sure am! I hope Dill comes tae help us since he said he’s skippin’ huntin’ today” she exclaimed hopping along the way. As the two made their way to the fields, there they were greeted by Iris Littlehill. “Mornin’ folks, ready tae join us removin’ the weeds?” she asked the pair. As the two hummed in agreement, Dill Strongbrand arrived quickly in the scene “Ah... ah... ah... sorry for bein’ late” he said out of breath. “Ah... gimme a momen’... oof aight I’m ‘ere for the harvest” he said as he gathered his energy. “We’re nae doin’ any harvestin’ today silly, that’s for tomorrow, today we’re removin’ weeds!” Gardenia explained to him. After the trio took their sickles from the field equipment shed, they joined Iris and the rest of the farmers. As the hours passed the farmers removed the weeds from the crops and soil, by the afternoon they were all finished and tired from a hard day’s work. “So, are ya goin’ tae the tavern again Liam?” Gardenia asked as Liam was a quite known drinker. “Nae, I’ll pass this time, I’m goin’ tae my burrow tae sleep an’ wash myself. I’ll stay a’ home tonight.” Liam answered as he was spend from all the field work. Soon the trio had made their ways to their burrows, Gardenia and Dill went to the tavern later on, whilst Liam did exactly as he said. Spending the night reading a book by the fireplace. As Liam was reading the grandfather clock struck thrice, half-alseep he opened his eyes to see what was that noise he heard. “Huh wha- oh it’s just the clock” he said to himself as he got up from the club chair “Lord it’s midnight already? Welp, guess it’s time for bed then” he exclaimed with a yawn at the end. As he was getting ready to head downstairs, a red flash caught the corner of his eye. He stopped and looked at the window, where a small shining red dot was visible. Slowly approaching the window with caution he got closer and closer, to the point where his face was but a few inches away from touching the glass. There in the dark, the dot was still visible and as Liam gazed at it from afar, an outline from the dot was beginning to appear; that of a large humanoid creature. It’s head suddenly moved, and the creature was gazing back at Liam with its shining red eyes. Liam felt a life-threatening fear building up, and when he took a step back the creature ran swiftly into the darkness. Shocked by what he saw, he went to his bathroom to wash his face. After some time, Liam came to the conclusion that his mind was playing tricks or that it was some kind of prank. There, lying on his bed Liam fell asleep after ten minutes had passed. He dreamt of open grasslands, as far as the eye could see, then suddenly the sky turned black and the smell of ash and death reeked. Liam sprang up from his bed “Huh!? Oh, ‘twas just a nightmare” he said to himself after calming down. As Liam was making his way to the fields for the harvest, he saw almost the entire village gathered, shocked by something. When Liam climbed a nearby boulder he saw why the people were shocked; all of the fields were barren, every crop was either missing or half-eaten.

[!] A missive written in wax-crayon was distributed to the various leaders of the world's nations. Disaster has struck! In our attempts at diplomacy we have created three separate web of pacts, because of this the spiders we call friendship are all separated and lonely. THIS CANNOT STAND! Thusly and semi-immediately at our earliest convenience I am assembling the leaders of every realm, except Yong Ping **** you guys, to meet up in my lovely Shire. It is here we shall discuss the future of Bravos and the formation of a group dedicated to upholding peace in the realm, the League Of Super Best Friends. The leader of each realm, and/or one representative are invited to attend the first quad-yearly LSBF meeting to write up the terms of our alliance so that the lonely spiders can all live on one big happy web together and world peace for us non-spider folk. Catering! Packed Lunches will be provided, however no vegan options are available so it is recommended that the Vale brings their own. Seating is already prepared for each of you, so if you don't attend, you are taking money out of the pockets of my carpenters. Those who bring their own chairs will be ousted. Location! The first quadranual League Of Super Best Friends meeting will be taking place infront of the ruined Harrenite Castle in Dúnfarthing as pictured below, where we shall discuss the matter of the League in greater depth and officialize the friendship between all Realms, ending war forever . [ X = 3030 Y = 780] Time? Good question! We shall meet on the fifth day of the elven week in the eighteenth hour of the stone day. (Friday 6pm EST). Failure to attend will make us all very very sad, but it's okay. You can join at a later date. Hugs and kisses. His Majesty King Cyris Collingwood I, Father of Foxes, Liberator of the Frogs, Attorney at law. Hope to see you there.

OOC: Hello there! This is an event designed to simulate a single day of halfling life as best as possible. Everybody starts at the beginning of the hour, having just woken up. Their characters then go about their day as they would IRP, eventually falling back to sleep at the end of the hour, which ends the event. Working, eating, talking, and other things your character typically does in a day can and should be roleplayed. There will be a single roleplay prompt happening during the hour to promote interaction, but attending it isn’t mandatory. Feel free to do as you wish. The intention isn’t to attract a large quantity of halflings into one location at a time, but rather to create as much immersion as possible. SoL Event Checklist (Optional): -Wake up ( ) -Eat something ( ) -Do some task ( ) -Interact with someone ( ) -Eat another thing ( ) -Go to sleep ( ) RP: [!] A notice is nailed to the Dúnwen Noticeboard: "I've just found out that we've strange, rare, peculiar fruits growing in our orchard such as 'Lemons' and 'Apricots'. I think it's time we pick some of these and see how they fit in jams and jellies! Meet me outside next Pumpkin Day and we'll discuss our jam-making plans! -Mayor Mimosa Applefoot-Nimblefoot." ((4 PM EST tomorrow, Wednesday June the 21st of 2023. Located in Dúnwen, the home of the halflings on Braevos))

[!] A letter is pinned to the Dúnwen Noticeboard Coastal EVILS! ~A gathering in a burrow!~ EVIL creatures of sorts have been popping out of the lakewater! It's horrible! The Spicy Shrimp, may she rest in peace, seems to be their origin! This seafood infestation must be dealt with quickly or else we'll be the ones coated in sauce and eaten! Glory to the halflings! Glory to Dúnwen! -Mimosa Applefoot, Office of Adventures

[!] You find a scrap of paper nailed to the Dúnwen noticeboard Event Calendar ~Halflings at work!~ ~The Amber Cold~ On this Pumpkin Day we are to prepare tools and other goods required for future work in the village! What is a farmer without his (or her) tools after all? Be there if ye are needing anything. Gather by the work-burrows before the sun is set to receive instruction. ((7 PM EST, Monday the 12th of June, 2023)) ~The Deep Cold~ Nuffin' too important on this day. Just go about it as usual. ((4 PM EST for a SoL-Hour style event, Tuesday the 13th of June, 2023)) ~Snow's Maiden~ Early spring planting! If ye have any plants that can survive the frost, now's the time to get them into the turf. May also chop lumber and dole out other responsibilities on this Pumpkin Day too. ((4 PM EST, Wednesday the 14th of June, 2023)) ~Malin's Welcome~ Plant all yer spring crops on this day if ye haven't already! It's good to plant early once the snow's all melted! Meet by the granary to be assigned an allotment if ye've nay one already. ((4 PM EST, Thursday the 15th of June, 2023)) ~The First Seed~ Weed yer gardens, weed yer flowers, weed everything! T'ae uninhabited meadows on the top of the hill will also be cut down to use as animal feed here. ((4 PM EST, Friday the 16th of June, 2023)) ~The Grand Harvest~ Field harvesting, obviously. What else is there to do on such a Pumpkin Day? Gather in the tavern and we'll drink before 'n after the harvest. ((4 PM EST, Saturday the 17th of June, 2023)) Knox bless t'a wee! ~Mimosa Applefoot, local halfling of Dúnfarthing

~◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆~ The Peregrin Family ~◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆~ One of the oldest Halfling families, the Peregrins, were founded by Kenwise and Lobelia Peregrin in the realm of Anthos. The two halflings were completely devoted to properness, raising their only child, Andwise Peregrin, up to be religiously devoted to proper ideals. The family lived together in happiness for some time before tragedy struck; Kenwise and Lobelia went missing as the people of the time raced from the land towards the safety of Athera, where Andwise spent time recovering from his losses. With the help of Fumble Willowbottom, Andwise became one of the land’s finest tinkers, wasting the time away in his laboratory working on all sorts of odds and ins. He soon became mayor of the village of Willow Hollow and with his wife Berylla gave birth to a group of triplets. However; after some time the Peregrins disappeared from the village and Halfling life at large, their absence continued for years with no sign of where the once prosperous family had gone. Like all things though, this was not to last and in the last days of Arcas Iris Peregrin, the great granddaughter of Andwise, returned to the village and soon began to make her mark. Adopting many of the orphans that the war had brought the family was soon a large part ofeveryday village life. Their influence grew as Onelia Peregrin, another of Andwise’s granddaughters, joined as well. They found the Halflings in a sorry state, the war having run them from their homes and they were taking refuge in a biggun fort called Fort Hope. There she soon took to work, building a new village within the confines of the walls with the help of Filibert Applefoot and helping to push the ideals of Halfling properness once again. As time went on nearly every member of the family would eventually hold office for some period of time, Iris becoming Thain and her children after her. Their influence growing once more. However, with Iris’ death the family’s union shattered and they faded from the spotlight once more. After nearly a century in the middle of Halfling culture the family simply existed, while still present the never really did much after this. This is starting to change with the move to Aevos the family has started to reunite once more, making their way back into the comings and goings of everyday life. They can now be found tinkering away in their burrow, helping the Halflings expand their understanding of the world around them. ~◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆~ Cultures and Traditions ~◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆~ The Peregrins are avid believers in the importance of halfling tradition and proper teachings, being known to sometimes go too far in their pursuit for achieving it. However, this is driven by love and care for the protection of Halflings as a race and their belief that they hold a special place in the world. There is very little else they take seriously, unless you consider drinking and tinkering. Many of the family members fall into what could only be described as chaotic good, being wild little creatures who love to party and make others happy, very rarely missing out on the opportunity to partake in shogging or pumpkin raids. Andwise had been a very gifted shogger himself, bringing many titles home to the Peregrin family. As well as their strong belief in the ideals of properness many Peregrins find themselves becoming druids or shamans, the family harboring a strong love of nature and try to protect it at every step. This love of nature combined with their inherent curiosity about the world around them have lead to many in the family focusing their pursuits on the study of the world around them, becoming fantastic biologists or zoologists. They strive to keep the village and those within it in line with the natural balance of the world they live in. Peregrins also have raised and used Housemartins as their bird of choice for generations. The small size of them making them preferable for the small size of the wee-folk. ~◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆~ Religion ~◆:*:◇:*:◆:◆:*:◇:*:◆~ The Peregrins are also a very pious family, worshipping Knox as the one true god of the Halflings and rebuking anyone who may say otherwise. They have been devoted to him since his discovery and try to spread his ideals wherever they go. While every Peregrin, for the most part, has held Knox in the highest respect, this has not stopped many Peregrins from becoming druids or shamans. Worship of the spirits and/or the Aspects is deeply ingrained within the family. ~◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆~ Appearance ~◆:*:◇:*:◆:◆:*:◇:*:◆~ The Peregrins are small, even for Halfling standards, rarely reaching over 2’10. The family also has an affinity for green and brown shades, those colors being the most prevalent in Peregrin wardrobes. While tinkering, however, many Peregrins can be found wearing shades of gray or black, as to avoid oil stains on neat white clothing. Many Peregrins can also be found sporting a pair of the patent Peregrin protective goggles (PPPG) used in their various experiments and inventions. They may also tend to be on the paler side, spending much time inside working on their various creations. This may not stand true for every Peregrin, depending on their tendency to wander the family gardens or partake in outdoor shogging tournaments. A large number Peregrins sport a head full of curly orange hair, much like Andwise, but some may be born with blonde or light brown locks due to Berylla’s bloodline. Dark hair colors are very uncommon within this family, but are not entirely unheard of, as the family has been known to take in lone halflings. As for eye color, due to being from a long unfettered line of halfling blood, the Peregrins are more prone to heterochromia than most. More often than not, Peregrin children are born with one eye blue and one eye green. ~◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆~ Family Recipes ~◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆~ The Peregrins are very famous for their recipe for a fine lamb dinner that is often adorned with gravy or pineapples, depending on the season. They are also known for making their famous Peregrin Lemonade which is occasionally spiked with alcohol, but not always. Finally they are known for baking a rare dish of mashed potatoes that is mixed with a top secret alchemical ingredient and then topped with a thin layer of bacon pieces. ~◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆~ Family Members ~◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆~ Alive Dolly Peregrin - TakeMeT0TheFae Lily Peregrin - MonkeNotic Dead Kenwise Peregrin Lobelia Peregrin Andwise Peregrin Berylla Peregrin Rupert Peregrin Milly Peregrin Iris Peregrin Mirabelle Peregrin Onelia Peregrin Sorrel R. Peregrin Monkey Peregrin (To Join Message TakeMeToTheFae#3833 on Discord)

To all those who may be considered small: Gnomes, Musin, and even stray Halflings, The Halflings of Dunwen wish to let you know that we have land already set aside for you if you wish to take it. We are small, the world is big and dangerous; together we can help defend each other and live our lives the way we wish without biggun interference. It is our wish here in the village, that any who may fit into this category come find us if they are ever in need of shelter, and together we can thrive. We have land already set aside for gnomes and space for musin as well, if any wish to join us we want you to know we will in no way interfere with your cultural practices as long as they do not bring harm to any who reside within our lands. We will not force you to pay taxes or attend some random number of events with us, we simply wish to grow alongside each other. The Gnome Area, ready to go. Y'all will have free reign to edit your space as you wish. Sincerely, Dolly Peregrin, Elder of Dunwen.

[!] A note is pinned to the noticeboard of Dunwen, the only halfling village on Braevos. The First Booze-Making! There t'is a slight problem in our humble village. We have NO BOOZE OF ANY KIND! This problem ought to be fixed immediately or else we will be forced to face the terrors of sobriety. Thankfully, the pre-builders of Wee-Tech Inc. have given us the proper facilities for brewing and aging beverages in the Town Burrow and Keg Shed, so we ought to put them to good use! Gather in the tavern with anything ye think can be turned into alcohol next Pumpkin Day when the sun crests the hillside! We will not go sober! ~Temporary Mayor Mimosa Applefoot (for but three Pumpkin Days), proud Dunwen patriot. ((Monday the 5th of June (6/5/2023), 6 PM EST, Located in the halfling village of Dunwen, closest to the Birch_Forest warp or just south-west of Lurin/across the lake from Aaun and a bit to the south.))

[!] A paper is pinned to the tavern Election Results! All the votes have been counted in the utmost fair and non-rigged election o' Mingebottom! The results are as follows: Sheriff: Sakura Collingwood - 5 votes Mimosa Applefoot - 3 votes Mayor: Rosebud Applefoot - 8 votes Dolly Peregrin - 0 votes Thus, Rosebud Applefoot shall be the shire's new Mayor and Sakura Collingwood the shire's new Sheriff! Knox bless t'ah wee! ~Former Mayor Mimosa Applefoot

[!] Something is pinned to the town burrow of Mingebottom Election! ~The newest cottage in Mingebottom!~ T'is now time to vote for who will be the new Sheriff & Mayor of our wee village and the weefolk as a whole! The candidates are as follows: Mayoral Candidates: ~Dolly Peregrin~ ~Rosebud Applefoot~ Sheriff Candidates: ~Sakura Collingwood~ ~Mimosa Applefoot~ Ye may vote once for Sheriff and once for Mayor with the following form (Runs for two Pumpkin Days!): Name: Race(Only one t'is valid unless ye are a known adventurer): Who ye vote for Sheriff?: Who ye vote for Mayor?: Anything else t'ae add?: May the best halfling win! ~Mimosa Applefoot, proud halfling of Mingebottom.

[!] A paper is pinned to the Town Burrow of Mingebottom Mingebottom Election! Oi've been Mayor for far too long. T'is time for an election as we go into this new world to ensure that we remain a true and proper democracy! Both Sheriff and Mayor positions are open in this election, so this election will determine t'a new government apart from the traditional Thaindom. Sign up to run in the election wi' the following prompt. Signups will last for two Pumpkin Days after this paper be posted: Name: Race (only one is valid to run!): Be ye running for Mayor o' for Sheriff?: What will ye do if elected?: Anything else to say?: Long live t'ah Halfling Republic, Knox bless us all! -Mimosa Applefoot.

The Occupation of Redclyff Let it be known that on the eve of the 12th of Snow’s Maiden 130 SA. the forces of the Halflings, Adunians and Norlanders, with the support of a few Adrians and Talarnorians marched forth to the vile child-eaters of Redclyff. Without resistance, the Halfling force and their allies seized their capital. As much, his Royal Highness, Thain King Cyris sees fit to appoint Ser Adrielle as Governor of the cannibal-freed Redclyff. Signed by; His Majesty Shire-King Cyris I, Father of Foxes, Protector of Frogs, Patriarch of House Collingwood, Thain of Bywater, Honeyhill and Greater Bramblebury, The Unblinded, Master of the Arcane, Founder of Mingebottom and ruler of the Orenian Empire.

Although the ol' halfling camp was ruined by bandits and raiders, us halfling peoples are not so easy to give up! Together with the friendly big-folks of the land we've re-established a home for us all, nestled away deep within a wood farm of our own making and full of all the requirements of pleasant, comfortable life! ~A burrow in the shire~ Our sheep farm shall provide wool to all friendly travellers, our fields food for the hungry, and our woods building supplies for those who wish to settle near us! Knox bless the shire! -Mimosa Applefoot-Nimblefoot.

~ The Trill Family ~ ~ Bio ~ "T'e Trills? A fine addi' ion t' the Shire, for sure, bu' no' sure abou' all t'at... 'fisheh business' t'ey usualleh ge' up to..." - A halfling, probably, when asked about the Trill Family. The Trills are an unorthodox family of Halflings branching off from Eldon Trill Sr, first of his name. Eldon was an adventurous lad from birth, and his rambunctious lifestyle caused many Halflings to fall under his lineage. The Trills are a mixed bag, hailing from all over with traces of different Halfling families mixed in, so you never really know what to expect when you meet one for the first time. This document will help you understand the background of the Trill's, their appearance, their tendencies and their beliefs. ~ Appearance ~ Since first generation Trills spread over different relationships, the descendants of Eldon Trill Sr can be quite different. Generally, they all have a shade of light brown curly hair, green eyes and fair skin- but do not count on this to identify a Trill. Similarly, the other physical genetics like height will be different among all Trill's- but they are usually a medium height for a Halfling. ~ Tendencies ~ Adventure calls a Trill like steam toots from a teapot. A Trill will be the first to run into a rat cave, running shortly out after being spooked by their own shadow. Their adventurous nature is short-felt at their usual tendencies to be easily spooked. You can surely find a Trill hiding in their burrow during Knox-o-ween or curled up in a ball in a hot air balloon. A Trill's burrow may not seem the tidiest at first but everything is placed for a reason. Under carpets and in the walls, secret doors lead to rooms where the Trill's undergo their ancestors traditions to please Arugula. Not only this but a way to escape, the Trill's are no stranger to having someone knocking down their door. ~ Beliefs ~ Arugula has been part of the Trill's 'rituals' ever since Eldon Jr settled in Honeyhill. The worshiping of Arugula at that time was looked down on by some Halflings, so they worked in secret. This tradition has been passed down through the generations, whilst now performing rituals to please Arugula is more ordinary. A Trill always makes sure to go above and beyond for Arugula, their ancestors drilled it into them that they must please Arugula to keep all Halflings safe. ~ Lineage ~ Eldon Trill Sr (Played) - Presumed Dead Eldon Trill Jr (Played) - Presumed Dead Rosaline 'Rose' Trill (Played) - Presumed Dead Elyse Trill (Played) - Presumed Dead Tito Trill (Played) - Alive family echo ~ Contact ~ If you'd like to play a Trill, contact rushork#7231 on discord.

[!] Some halfling propaganda is spread around the Savoy Refugee Camp Bywater Government Cheese In these trying times, us halflings have taken it upon ourselves to supply the refugees o' the Mori Invasion with Halfling Government Cheese to alleviate their hunger! If ye are in need of more rations, feel free to ask your local halfling cheese-queen, Magnolia, for an extra helping of cheese! ~Mimosa Applefoot, Mayor of Bywater.