European matters

Much excitement among the Beaker Fertility Folk at the appointment of Herman von Rumpuy.  On a casual reading of his name they assumed he was one of their own, and have been breaking out the blackberry cider, celebrating the benefits of the newly-appointed Holy Roman Emperor and the tax breaks they thought he might bring.  Indeed, rumour grew so wild that there were claims that breeding might become an Olympic Sport.
They've calmed down a bit now, and with the Moon Gibbon folk hitting more of an even keel as the moon starts to wax once again, the whole place is generally more placid.