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	To the [[olvio]] (Ed: Ms. Whippet prefers this term for halfling) of [[Riverhaven]]		To the [[Halfling\|olvio]] (Ed: Ms. Whippet prefers this term for halfling) of [[Riverhaven]]
	so that may not forget, because as the blood thins the memory fades.		so that may not forget, because as the blood thins the memory fades.

	:Using my words, I have told the tale many times, just as my Grandfather told me. But now I say it so that in a book it may be put, because someday soon I will go away. Read this thing knowing that what is in it is true and right as best an old woman's memory can tell.		:Using my words, I have told the tale many times, just as my Grandfather told me. But now I say it so that in a book it may be put, because someday soon I will go away. Read this thing knowing that what is in it is true and right as best an old woman's memory can tell.

	:Now and then you'll see an [[olvio]] whose tan never fades, whose stomach isn't as round as a barrel, and who just doesn't seem to be talking nonstop. What you are seeing is the living blood of those who came from the badland. A land of flowing sand and unrelenting heat. A harsh land that made its inhabitants strong.		:Now and then you'll see an [[Halfling\|olvio]] whose tan never fades, whose stomach isn't as round as a barrel, and who just doesn't seem to be talking nonstop. What you are seeing is the living blood of those who came from the badland. A land of flowing sand and unrelenting heat. A harsh land that made its inhabitants strong.

	:A number of olvio made their home bordering these lands. Wary of the "big" people who lived to the south and east, the wild sand was a safe place. A place where life could be spent in peace, despite the challenges nature presented. In peace they did live, until one night of sickening death and torment drove them away.		:A number of olvio made their home bordering these lands. Wary of the "big" people who lived to the south and east, the wild sand was a safe place. A place where life could be spent in peace, despite the challenges nature presented. In peace they did live, until one night of sickening death and torment drove them away.

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-as told by [[Janel]] Whippet
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-scribed by [[Hermel]] Sureshot
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-To the olvio (Ed: Ms. Whippet prefers this term for halfling) of [[Riverhaven]]
+To the [[olvio]] (Ed: Ms. Whippet prefers this term for halfling) of [[Riverhaven]]
 so that may not forget, because as the blood thins the memory fades.
-        nonstop.  What you are seeing is the living blood of those who came
+:Now and then you'll see an [[olvio]] whose tan never fades, whose stomach isn't as round as a barrel, and who just doesn't seem to be talking nonstop.  What you are seeing is the living blood of those who came from the badland.  A land of flowing sand and unrelenting heat.  A harsh land that made its inhabitants strong.
 The halfling community in Riverhaven has become quite intermixed between
 southern halfling and those that came from the desert.  An absence of men

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	==Halflings of Riverhaven -- Roots==		==Halflings of Riverhaven -- Roots==
			as told by [[Janel]] Whippet
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	~~as told~~ by ~~Janel Whippet~~		scribed by [[Hermel]] Sureshot

	scribed by Hermel Sureshot
		⚫	To the olvio (Ed: Ms. Whippet prefers this term for halfling) of [[Riverhaven]]
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⚫	To the olvio (Ed: Ms. Whippet prefers this term for halfling) of Riverhaven
	so that may not forget, because as the blood thins the memory fades.		so that may not forget, because as the blood thins the memory fades.
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==Halflings of Riverhaven -- Roots==
<pre>
as told by Janel Whippet
scribed by Hermel Sureshot
</pre>
To the olvio (Ed: Ms. Whippet prefers this term for halfling) of Riverhaven
so that may not forget, because as the blood thins the memory fades.
<pre>
Using my words, I have told the tale many times, just as my
Grandfather told me. But now I say it so that in a book it may be
put, because someday soon I will go away. Read this thing knowing
that what is in it is true and right as best an old woman's memory
can tell.

Now and then you'll see an olvio whose tan never fades, whose stomach
isn't as round as a barrel, and who just doesn't seem to be talking
nonstop. What you are seeing is the living blood of those who came
from the badland. A land of flowing sand and unrelenting heat. A
harsh land that made its inhabitants strong.

A number of olvio made their home bordering these lands. Wary of
the "big" people who lived to the south and east, the wild sand was
a safe place. A place where life could be spent in peace, despite
the challenges nature presented. In peace they did live, until one
night of sickening death and torment drove them away.

It began as a special night, an evening marriage of the amaaksio
Towin Sweetbreath and Nintel Suker. There was much celebration as
Towin displayed his ability with the lyre and much of the wine
stores were emptied. Dance and song pushed into the darkness of
night, and when sleep came it was taken quickly and easily. It was
then that the beasts came.

They came without warning, masters of the desert night, and when
they struck it was harsher than any noon-day sun. Great beasts,
three times an olvio in height, these creatures had misshapen faces
plopped above pure sinew. They were covered in short, fine hairs,
and their coal black skin glimmered, covered in some oily substance.
They used sword, sling, claw, and teeth to tear into the small olvio
flesh. But if it were not for the new groom, I would not be telling
this now.

Towin must have awoken just before the coming, for he gathered up his
crossbow and began waking others near him. As the things attacked
Towin used his weapon as well as he had played his lyre, taking
down at least eight before count was lost. Towin and the other
warriors of the village fought off the invasion as the women and
children fled. They hid in a nearby hunting outpost, but by morning
no one had come. Nintel returned alone to their home only to find
the beasts remained. They were fat from their victory, and some
still sat feasting upon the fallen olvio. Nintel fell sick of what
she had seen.

With their home and men gone they traveled southward, out of the
badlands and to a nearby trading outpost. There they received aid
from one of the "big" people, and though his name is lost, the
memory of his generosity will never be. He led them here, to
Riverhaven, where many found work serving the warehouses and
taverns of the trading town.

Now there were other olvio already living in Riverhaven before
Nintel and the others came. But these were from the south, and
used to the ways of the larger folk. These ones from the badlands
were new to the things of the city and the large number of people
that lived there. In an effort to keep the community they had in
the desert, they used their sparse earnings to build hovels in the
poorer section of Riverhaven. Time past, the olvio worked hard,
and the community grew, integrating southern olvio into what has
become the Halfling Quarter of Riverhaven.

Janel Whippet
</pre>
The halfling community in Riverhaven has become quite intermixed between
southern halfling and those that came from the desert. An absence of men
forced the survivors to marry outside their village and the bloodline has
become quite thin. Now is gone the thinner, quiet halfling that came to
the town long ago. Most of the community now operates with the rest of
Riverhaven on equal standing, and what used to be a poor neighborhood has
turned into a trading success story.

Though, as Ms. Whippet has stated, now and again you'll see a halfling that
looks a little different, that isn't so outgoing, as could surely use a
meal. Even now the will and stamina of that old village isn't toally gone.

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