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An Unlikely Champion, Part 4, Interlude 3

Submitted by Diarmuid on February 1st, 2026
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Story

Imbolc

Imbolc ("in the belly") marks he beginning of the lambing season. Brigid, daughter of the Dagda, who provides special protection for domesticated animals, is honoured on this day.

Kinship/Band link: 
The Misthallow Rovers
Chronicle link: 
An Unlikely Champion, Part 4

A Shepherd and His Flock

Submitted by Diarmuid on February 1st, 2026
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Screenshot: General screen

Sheep are a valuable resource for wool, meat, and milk

Kinship/Band link: 
The Misthallow Rovers
Chronicle link: 
An Unlikely Champion, Part 4

There's a new hobbit in town

Submitted by Engelbrecht on August 19th, 2020
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Screenshot: Event screen

There's a new hobbit in town, that town being Michel Delving, and he's looking for his sister. Have you seen her?

Home On the Green

Submitted by Dogward on April 4th, 2019
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

Oh give me a hole or a soft, grassy knoll,

Where the fox and badgers are seen,

Where the sheep roam secure drinking water so pure,

Homeward Bounder: Part 2

Submitted by Dogward on June 13th, 2018
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Dogward's feet came to a stop before a low stone fence. Not far past that barrier was the town of Scary, and he could see towering past that was the sheer face of the hill the local hobbits mined as a quarry. The top of that hill was sparsely covered with grass and trees. It was also one of Dogward's favorite places in all of The Shire.

Honeyleigh and Woolyboo

Submitted by Honeyleigh on August 11th, 2013
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Honeyleigh warns Woolyboo to behave while she is away.

Chapter IV – A different kind of game

Submitted by Gerthwin on April 11th, 2011
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

As I sat on a dry stone wall overlooking the Greenfields I took stock of the situation. My quarry had already departed and I was at best a half day behind him. He had been heading north that much was clear. I decided that he must have taken the road, a hobbit not used to these parts would be foolish to strike out across country – there were many hazards, not least the warren of old badger tunnels, but also more recent threats. The threat of goblins.

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