A Harvest at the farms

The Harvest-time has arrived at the Lathander Farms. The year brought bountiful crops for the farms with a warm but not too dry summer and overall favorable weather for the Farms.

The Farmers start working the fields with the help of many Lathanderite priests. As a lot of the refugees from Shadowdale have returned home, many elves (most of them moonelves) now join in as well and help to bring in the bounty of the year together.

With most Chaunteans having left for Shadowdale and no new appointed Harvestmaster in Myth Drannor, only two novices remain at the Chauntean shrine who help with the work.

Brother Orren assists the novices in the needs farmers will have and continues with prayers and devotions needed to running the shrine. He willmake his prescense know throughout the community.

The working farmers, priests and elves seem to be glad to see the Chauntean cleric join them in their work and welcome him with warm smiles.

Cleo seems right at home as he moves from plant to plant, picking a double-row of peas and dropping them into his wooden bucket with practiced ease.

When his bucket is full, he dumps it in front of one of the older priests who is doing the shelling, and grins at the old man's purple fingers.

Occasionally, he will sit on his overturned bucket, drinking a gourd-full of water, staring, and smiling, as if lost in memory. Then he'll glance up at the sun, stand, take up his bucket, and get back to work.

*Julia sends a merry letter to Brother Orren, congratulating for this year harvest, asking him to send her regards and blessings to everyone and tell them that she will be there for a visit very soon. Signed: High Harvestmistress and friend, sealed with a coat of wax.*

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Orren smiles at the letter and posts it on the bulletin board.

Being in MD to keep Cleo company, Jay would help lift and move the heaviest things if needed.