Cromthal smiled "Yes the Shire is beautiful. It reminds me of my home. Yes, Mithrandir, Gandalf and whatever other names he goes by. My people use his elvish name. He reminds me of my master. Not to pry, Rirrym, but I have heard he is not welcome in Gondor, or at least not he White City. Is that true?"
"Whoa hold it!" exclaimed Rirrym. "Cromthal, you are chatteriing a mile a minute. I can only keep track of so much at once."
Cromthal, naturally shy and easily embrassed, blushed so his white face turned bright red. "I am sorry." he said. " I have a tandency to do that when excited, my master used to scold me about it."
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