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Sett · 03-10-2005, 02:36 PM

The sky was so clear that it felt right to discuss the end of that tale to the two hobbits now eager to hear what happened next. Galither however was not in a hurry as the day was still bright and there was no need to rush after this day. He pulled out a rug from his pocket filled with crushed up pipe weed. It had been crushed from all the adventures since Bree where he bought a whole new sachet. As he put his hand in the pocket he also felt a crisp note in the bottom of the deep hole.

Meet me under the oak tree
Love Esmerelda

It had been there for many months but Galither rarely emptied his pocket. There was so much junk and useless items that he couldn’t be bothered to empty it. He let out a tear upon reading the note but swiftly wiped his eyes as the two hobbits were sipping their ales.

“You call that pipe-weed?” Hamfast laughed
“I that I do, all they sold in Bree, of course it looked better back there” Galither replied

Hamfast then pulled out his very neatly tied rag. He unhooked the string that was binding the edges of his sachet. It rolled our like a parchment and out fell fresh pipe weed. It has so much colour compared to the weed found in Galither’s pocket. Hamfast then offered the other two to share in his very rich and luxurious pipe weed. Galither pulled out from his other pocket a shiny silver pipe that had been gently wrapped in a little case. He obviously has taken great care of this item, as he had kept this in the pocket near his heart.

“This was a present from my love Esmerelda for my birthday” said Galither

Galither then poured the fresh pipe weed into the pipes opening and lit up the pipe. It tasted rather sweet for pipe weed. It has a musky and rough texture in his lungs yet still filled them with the sense of fulfilment he had come to expect from the pipe weed. He was not addicted but did enjoy the taste very much, especially from his own pipe.

“Ah yes that tastes good. I forgot the taste of such things after what happened this morning. Thank you Hamfast for this rare treat. Now the story let me begin…”

03-10-2005, 02:36 PM	#1553
Sett Pile O'Bones Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: The Baths of Hell Posts: 24	Galither's Pipe-Weed The sky was so clear that it felt right to discuss the end of that tale to the two hobbits now eager to hear what happened next. Galither however was not in a hurry as the day was still bright and there was no need to rush after this day. He pulled out a rug from his pocket filled with crushed up pipe weed. It had been crushed from all the adventures since Bree where he bought a whole new sachet. As he put his hand in the pocket he also felt a crisp note in the bottom of the deep hole. Meet me under the oak tree Love Esmerelda It had been there for many months but Galither rarely emptied his pocket. There was so much junk and useless items that he couldn’t be bothered to empty it. He let out a tear upon reading the note but swiftly wiped his eyes as the two hobbits were sipping their ales. “You call that pipe-weed?” Hamfast laughed “I that I do, all they sold in Bree, of course it looked better back there” Galither replied Hamfast then pulled out his very neatly tied rag. He unhooked the string that was binding the edges of his sachet. It rolled our like a parchment and out fell fresh pipe weed. It has so much colour compared to the weed found in Galither’s pocket. Hamfast then offered the other two to share in his very rich and luxurious pipe weed. Galither pulled out from his other pocket a shiny silver pipe that had been gently wrapped in a little case. He obviously has taken great care of this item, as he had kept this in the pocket near his heart. “This was a present from my love Esmerelda for my birthday” said Galither Galither then poured the fresh pipe weed into the pipes opening and lit up the pipe. It tasted rather sweet for pipe weed. It has a musky and rough texture in his lungs yet still filled them with the sense of fulfilment he had come to expect from the pipe weed. He was not addicted but did enjoy the taste very much, especially from his own pipe. “Ah yes that tastes good. I forgot the taste of such things after what happened this morning. Thank you Hamfast for this rare treat. Now the story let me begin…” Last edited by Sett; 03-10-2005 at 02:39 PM.