The High Harvesttide
Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2018 11:04 am
O adventurer, the High Druid of Chauntea calls upon thee!
There has been such an abundance of corn and wheat that the
farms and fields must be harvested in doubletime, lest the
sweet Bounty of the Earth be lost to the first snap of cold in
coming days. Oengus bids thee, take up thy sacks, packs,
buckets, bushels, and baskets - and gather all you can!
Oengus bids ye gather up as much produce as one can
in the turn of Seven Days time to the Goldenfields Abbey,
for a-counting. The grandest tithe shall be given a grand
prize - a jar of the Goodberries! Seek the Mother's Bounty
in hill or dale, in mountain and vale, wherever it may grow.
The High Druid bids all Chaunteans set aside their qualms
for just this day; let us join in thanks to our great Goddess.
Let us not look to one another, but to the Goddess of Grain.
May all with mouths to eat raise their voices in thanks
to thee, O Beautiful Chauntea.
A portion of all provisions tithed shall be sent to the
cold mountain townes across Faerun to fight starvation.
There has been such an abundance of corn and wheat that the
farms and fields must be harvested in doubletime, lest the
sweet Bounty of the Earth be lost to the first snap of cold in
coming days. Oengus bids thee, take up thy sacks, packs,
buckets, bushels, and baskets - and gather all you can!
Oengus bids ye gather up as much produce as one can
in the turn of Seven Days time to the Goldenfields Abbey,
for a-counting. The grandest tithe shall be given a grand
prize - a jar of the Goodberries! Seek the Mother's Bounty
in hill or dale, in mountain and vale, wherever it may grow.
The High Druid bids all Chaunteans set aside their qualms
for just this day; let us join in thanks to our great Goddess.
Let us not look to one another, but to the Goddess of Grain.
May all with mouths to eat raise their voices in thanks
to thee, O Beautiful Chauntea.
A portion of all provisions tithed shall be sent to the
cold mountain townes across Faerun to fight starvation.