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Sarin looked at Jack and smiled warmly as he slightly bowed his head. "Thank you, lad. I'm certain that this will be the best pipeweed of had yet. My name is Sarin Mithrilanger. I'm just passing through the Shire as well. I'm not sure where I'm heading next. I'm seeking adventure and am yet to find it. What is in Bree for the two of you?"
Sarin packed his pipe with the new pipeweed and took a long puff. He sent a smoke ring up to the ceiling and gave Jack a small wink as he drank his ale. Ale ran down his beard as he drank. He lowered his mug and offered some ale to Alwin.
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