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Merimac had been one of the last to arrive before the group of brave hobbits set out for Bree. He had woken at a ridiculously early hour, though he hadn't slept much anyway, so that he could go and see his parents before he left. His old gaffer wished him luck and gave him some extra supplies: a bit of food, some rope (you never have rope when you need it) and a short bladed knife. Meri's eyes had opened wide when his gaffer handed him the weapon. It had been passed down in the family for at least two generations now. Meri only hoped he could return it safely.
Meri hadn't been very nervous at all, but now the journey had begun he was anxious for their safety. His worry was doubled when he overheard Madoc tell Hob to keep an eye out for movement in the trees. Meri almost began to panic, but he managed to calm himself down and tell himself there was nothing to worry about, yet. Cedric, who was walking next to him, seemed to notice Meri's near-panic, but shrugged and continued his conversation with Tom. Feeling left out of conversations, Meri dropped back and conversed with Hob, hoping that talking would make the journey seem less omnious.
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