Nariah smiled back at the old hobbit as he came in, nodding to a table and going to fetch him some mulled wine. She knew him well, and was surprised; she had never known Elfred to look so shaken up.
She put the mug in front of Elfred to hear the last sentence. Tig was dead? And 200 sheep! She had read about wargs, but now... This was his liveliehood. Gone.
She bit her lip as she put an arm around him and was even more shocked when the tough old hobbit didnt shrug her off. She looked up as Gaddy spoke. "Elfred, will you come along on our expedition to kill the wargs who have been attacking the sheep of Bree? We could use you. I would like you to show us where the sheep are tomorrow, and then we will tracks the wargs from there. That is our plan, for now. Will you join us, Elfred?"
Elfred stared at him for a moment then gritted his teeth firmly. A small grim smile spread across his lips. "Aye lad. That I will."
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