[Eonwe]

A bulky package fell onto the Barrow Wright's table-top. He looked at it curiously before tearing eagerly into the brown paper wrappings. Inside was a pouch of the finest Old Toby that could be found, along with a brief note.

Dear Mr. Wright,

Congradulations on your sixth deathday! Although I have resided here only a few short months, I am already appreciative of these dwelling you have so generously provided. There there is to be found good cheer, good friends, and good discussion the year round. Indeed, thank you very much!

Yours truly,
Eonwe