[Barodir]

Bandolin entered the pub. He wa there for an ale, nothing more. He also heard Evilina and Jasper were in the area.

Bandolin was chugging ale when a small halfling came to him with a letter. "Ay, what's this?!" he shouted, being as rude as he always is.

"Uh...well..." the hobbit stammered, for his fear of the man was growing.

-"WELL?!" the man demanded.

~"Are you by any chance a friend . . . er . . . acquaintance of Evelina?"

-"Ay, I am. Whatcha got wanting to know that?"

"I have... a message... here!" The hobbit shoved the note into Bandolin's hand and took off to his ale and hid under his coat.

Bandolin read it and a smirk ran across his sly, evil face. "A job, eh? Not too bad. And probably good pay! I'll take it!"

Bandolin gathered his things, a sword, 2 knives, and a pipe (which was put into his mouth), and left the pub for the Shire, where money was a-waiting!

[ January 14, 2003: Message edited by: Barodir ]