[Galadel Vinorel]

Autumn looking up scared at Bullroarer. He looked so big and tall there, especially for a Hobbit, and very imposing. ‘He’s a hero,’ she thought to herself, ‘What right do I have to join him on this quest that is so perilous anyway.’ Autumn gazed at the map, and then suddenly something in her clicked, and she stood up staraighter than she ever had before. She would make this journey and represent the Gamwiches of Bywater. “Bullroarer will probally just laugh at me,’ thought the hobbit, ‘I haven’t even come of age yet. But there is no one else in my family who can make this journey, so I have to. We have to get that food!’ she thought wildly.

Summoning up all of her courage, Autumn walked forward from the crowd. Standing a foot from the Bullroarer, she began a spirited speech, that made all the hobbits stare surprised at the young hobbit lass, “I will go on this journey with you, Master Took. I am strong enough to, being raised on a farm and all. I can use a knife better than anyone one in my village, and I can shoot a bow pretty well, too. I am considered to be a good hunter, and healer, and I think, I know that I can be an asset to you on this journey. I don’t care how perilous this trip will be. We have to get this food, or our families will starve. So, I will come with you, Master Bullroarer. My name is Autumn Gamwich, and I will come on this journey to represent the Gamwiches of Bywater.”

Bullroarer smiled down at the young hobbit, “You certainly have a fiesty temper, young lass. You will fit in excellently with our group. Now go and pack up your supplies, Autumn. We will all meet here tomorrow. “ Bullroarer turned to the rest of the group and greeted each new recruit as they stepped forward. Autumn quickly rushed away, her heart beating rapidly with excitement.

Carefully, but quite quickly, Autumn raced down the street, covered with snow and ice, to the inn down the road that she was staying at. She already had most of the supplies that she needed. She always carried her sword and bow with her, and she had brought her pony, Tom, with her when she had journeyed to the Took’s very large house. All that she would need was some extra food, and maybe another coat, since it seemed that it was getting colder all the time, and probally not likely to stop for a while.

Autumn when into the old inn and warmed her hands by the blazing fire in the hall. Then she went off to find the innkeeper, upon finding him, she asked him to pack any extra food that he could spare for her journey, and told him a little about it. He gazed at her unsure, wondering why the Bullroarer would want such a young lass on this dangerous mission. Finally, he consented to give her as much food as he could spare, plus he would find her a warm coat, and Autumn quickly paid him the due amount. After this, Autumn went to check up on Tom; a few carrots stowed safely in the pocket of her old coat.

When she arrived at the stable, she found her old friend, and quietly petted him as he ate her gifts. Whispering softly in his ear, the young hobbit explained the journey that they would be going on very soon, as Tom moved his head up and down as if he could really understand all that she was saying. Hearing her stomach rumble very loudly, Autumn resignedly left Tom to find some food. As she entered the main hall of the inn, she found a big crowd of hobbits, standing and seating, eating and drinking, in there. Many pairs of curious eyes greeted her as she walked into the room, but the hobbit did not feel like talking right then, so she ordered a light meal and sat down at a lone table in a corner of the room to enjoy her meal.