[Thinlómien]

Unnoticed for a while, a young woman called Brith stood diffidently in the doorway of the inn. She was dark-haired, dark-eyed and clothed in a blue and brown traveler's garb. Brith's appearance and clothing showed clearly that she was from Gondor.

Brith watched the hobbits a bit confused. She wondered if there were such a mess and babbling every day. For a brief moment, she thought about entering, but her courage failed. These little people. They make me so confused, she thought. Then she just stood a while in the doorway watching the little people with a tiny smile.

While standing in the doorway Brith watched the people in the inn. Soon she noticed that not all of the people there were halflings. She saw two dwarves sitting in one table talking with each other. Then a tall woman - who had to be an elf - talking with a gondorian man caught her eye. When I first see an elf, of all places it happens to be in here, in this countryside land of halflings. Not in Minas Tirith or in Dol Amroth, but here in this little countryside inn in a little farmer country in the middle of wilderness..., she thought shooking her head. Also noticing the companion of the elf, she shooked her head again wondering if this was such a small, quiet and peaceful place she had thought this to be.