The young hobbit opened the door and removed his mantle and left his walking stick and shortsword by the door. The hobbit walked over to Aman.
"Good morning my friend, do you have any rooms for the night?", he said and smiled.
"Yes we got a room left in hobbit size, if you whant", Aman said and smiled back.
"That would be perfect", he said.
"Then its room number four, and here is the key. My I have your name please?", Aman said.
"My name is Halfred Cotton", he said gently.
He sat down and orderd som meat and ale. He heard a few dwarves talking about treasures and adventures at the table next to his. A lonely elf sat in another corner and talking to a human. He couldnt see any hobbits around and would love to talk to anyone, even a dwarf.
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