It is said that whoever has not tasted their mead has never known true pleasure. This beverage is proudly served in all the best guest houses of the North and a priest is said to have once called upon it in a theological dispute, arguing that if vile halflings can create a beverage this divine, it must mean good can, in fact, be born of evil.
They had trouble with a strange creature, the one they dubbed The Apiarian Phantom, who destroyed bee farms and killed a farmhand in 1272.