Laborer Rumors

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This page contains SPOILERS from Book of Travels.

Rumors are an important part of the Braided Shore. This page is dedicated to keeping track of, organizing, and substantiating the rumors heard in the Braided Shore by generic Laborer NPCs sometimes also known as Worker or Farmer.

Unlike other dialogue, rumors are not unique to a single NPC or set of NPCs and may be repeated by multiple random NPC characters primarily in the squares and teahouses of the three towns, Myr, Bat Saha, and Crossings. This distinguishes them from the reports of the Town Reporters. Selka, Malku Su, and Sah Basir NPCs also sometimes speak lore in italics that relates to their culture and these NPCs are identified by race. Those sayings are recorded in the page about each racial group.

In addition many rumors are mutually contradictory, speculative, or cryptic and therefore unreliable. However some have proven to reveal quests, secrets, and game mechanics.

Labor Rumors

	Dialogue
	How sweet the sound, the Twilight Bell!
	The sweat of my brow puts food on my table all will eat while fit and able
	A will to work is in folk's nature. If it isn't, they are not really folk.
	Rain or shine, night or day, after work is always play
	Patience and hurry only when needs demand
	Up by First Bell, in bed by Third Bell!
	How fine to be living off the land, to feed my folk with earthwise hand.
	After a hard day's work no Midnight Bell can wake me.
	Nothing or no one is born without labour.
	Great work harbours great rewards!
	Finally, the night is here. Bring me the gift of rest...
	Work creates worth.
	Unions are the second family of the worker better to run between the two!
	The world belongs to the industrious.
	Rise early, save the candle.
	Work is one thing. Progress another.
	Give and take, sleep and wake... all cycles entwine.
	An honest day's labour An honest life's work.
	We love the work of our hands.

Farming Rumors

	Dialogue
	I till and sow and reap, The sun shines and the clouds weep.
	There is no such thing as finished farmwork
	A farmer is called, not made.
	Fishers have it easy. They don't need to plant or fear the drought. They just have to take in their harvest...
	My family has run their farm for as long as I can remember...
	If you are late with a single thing on a farm, all your work will be late in consequence.
	Folk who are not farmers Speak a bit peculiar...
	Slowly sown in kindly breeze seeds the finest Braided Shore Teas
	Tickle the earth with a hoe and she laughs with a harvest.
	The dialect of the farmer is the language of nature...
	Agriculture is natural alchemy.
	All that's craved in trade starts with seed, sow for satisfaction!
	Without agriculture, there can be no civilized life.
	Heap high the farmer's wintery hoard, heap high the golden corn!
	I mind not living close to my neighbours. About a day's walk is the perfect distance.
	There are spiritual dangers in choosing not to work the land.
	Turn your back on worry. Just keep planting, like a farmer.
	It is a pleasure at the end of the day to know you made something other people will enjoy.
	Only two things that kill a farmer: lightning or old age.
	Farming is the wisest pursuit for any Asken...
	You can't make an ox in a day, your crops will never hurry.
	Farming is work, but the farmer's feasts is payback with interest.
	You can't stay in bed and run a farm.
	To roam and wander like you do. That is not the life for me...
	A vegetable garden... That is a farmer's delight!
	Of all the twelve unions, the Grower's Union does the most good!
	Not too much, not too little. That is what I think of rain...
	Farmer families, for the most part manage their own affairs.
	The appeal farming the land is as boundless; as a mountain with no top.
	The roots of the land grow deep.
	Farming is a partnership with nature. Not a battle.

Peasant Rumors

	Dialogue
	Optimism is the essence of a peasant heart, Let it grow in sunshine and in dark.
	Peasants toil for each small reward Many small rewards may fill a big basket
	Peasants toil for small reward and song is all our sustenance
	Hot and full is the pot of the peasant family, with sore hands and aching feet!
	Up with the sun, and down with it as well. I'm a peasant, can you tell?
	Toil by day, dance by night, that's how the Knot binds for a peasant's life.

Crafting Rumors

	Dialogue
	By morn and day in happy flight, my tools have earned their rest tonight.
	My mind turns with the lathe and makes wisdom of my weariness

Anti Machine Rumors

	Dialogue
	In all machines, there's no sweat like a peasant's! And no love neither!
	If machines are dreams and nighmares, both set the gauge for faster!