Ghyll:Cranee Historical Society

Founded in -183 EC, the Cranee Historical Society is now so old that it spends much of its time researching itself. The ancient hamlet of Cranee plays host to the society, and is situated directly between the Evesque Valley and Folktown: 25 sugro-nanits from the former (201,168 nanits or 132k paces), and 18 sugro-nanits from the latter (144841 nanits or 95k paces). The emblematical signalia used by the society is a bull's pizzle surrounded by Fefferberry trees, perhaps due to the resemblance in smell to rotting Fefferberries and rotting bull's pizzles.

Cranee's residents, numbering roughly a hundred and seventy all told, are mainly involved in the society in some way, which meets not in a building but on the green of the village, over which a marquee is erected in the rainy-assed seasons. Man, it's been that way for a month or more. The society holds official Moonbeam Meetings whenever the two moons of Ghyll, Pinky and Perky, are both full; pies are baked, Andelphracian Lights are hung from the trees surrounding the green, and serious historical work is conducted amongst the laughs of the members. Everyone in the village, even the children and elderly, is encouraged to get involved in some way, even if it's just to scare away the wildlife that usually frequents the green of a night.

So like every Moonbeam Meeting sees in the election of a new president of the society through the most ingenious election method: the previous ten presidents are put in a circle, a Bindlet Ball thrown over them, and the first to catch it is given over to being president. When a member says "right, screw this malarkey, I'm farking off out o'it" (the official resignation proclamation), new members are chosen by a shout off: candidatial hopefuls are given a Bindlet Ball to scream at and insult, and the one who makes the ball cry first is most winnerful.