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Originally Posted by Ibun
‘I say, Frór. When you’re done with your meal there, might I offer you a pipeful?’
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Frór promptly replyed :
I must say that you are a most generus dwarf Master Ibun ! !
This is a offer a cannot refuse. Many days have gone since i last smelld the superb smell of pipe weed.
As he finished his meal Frór was thinking of the great wounds a creature like "Durins Bane" could give, even the greatest of halls. Then a darknest gatherd in Frór's mind, he did not know why, but it became clear to him that his fate was bound to the misty mountains that he feard so much.
"a dwarf scared of mountains it is unheard of! he thought to him self".
His thought returned to Ibun and his jurney. Frór could not belive that the dwarves of Khazad-dum was in such dire need, that they were searching in every dwarf colony for Longbeards. This was i deed bad news, but then again it might be his fortune!
Frór then looked at Ibun and spoke:
Tell me Master Ibun. witch way are you planing on taking out of this funny land, to the Blue Mountains. As i sayed, i my self are heading towards the dwarf dwellings there, so it would be most usefull information if you cared to share it.