Hirilaelin sipped her ale,savoring its taste, and listened appreciatively to Astarielle's tune before repling to her question.
"A quest?" Hiri laughed. "A hobbit such as myself? Nay, I am sure I would be much to timid for such grand adventures as quests."
Astarielle smiled. "Have you ever had a chance to test your courage? A fire can often bloom of you blow on it a bit."
"A fire Astarielle?" Hiri took another sip. "This is good," she muttered. "A fire? Now you," she said, "look like you could have a fire. You are an adventurerer! A traveler! I am," she paused, "as I said before, a simple hobbit lass."
Astarielle sighed. "You do not do yourself justice, I'm quite sure. You can be surprised how quickly you become bold, when the need arises."
"Ah well, enough of this subject!" replied Hirilaelin to Astarielle's comment. "Tell me of Mirkwood! I know that, long ago, it was a place of evil. Great spiders, darkness..." She involuntarily shuddered. "I hate spiders. Anyway, tell me of it now! What is it like?"
Sipping her excellent ale, she waited for Astarielle's reply.
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