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Old 06-03-2007, 07:00 PM   #33
Farael
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It seemed that, finally, common sense had prevailed and the “Defenders of Bree” were off to the Inn to grab a bite and look at some maps. Or was it common sense? As much as he was delighted by the prospect of food (and the unavoidable smoking of pipeweed afterwards) he was still concerned by the possibility of an indigestion. It would certainly not do, to face a hungry monster on an upset stomach.

The group was making their way to the Inn at a rather quick pace. It seemed that either Robby was not the only hungry one, or that all of them wanted to find themselves somewhere more private, where they could plan and plot as much as they needed.

Then, seemingly out of nowhere, a lad ran up to the group and after some talk with Leanora and Ash –it seemed they were relatives of some sort. Probably siblings or cousins, as men do not note their relations as carefully (and excellently) as hobbits do- he informed the group that his neighbour’s horse had gone missing without a trace.

" Just turned up missing," the lad had said.

“How do you “turn up” missing? When you don’t turn up, that’s when you know you are missing!” asked the hobbit, showing what he believed a prime example of hobbit sense.

Farmer Mugwort, either not hearing or choosing to ignore his question, asked some questions of his own at the dwarf. It seemed he agreed with the Dwarf’s idea, or pretended to, that a troll was behind all this trouble. Yet Robby could see that the farmer was not quite impressed by Kuric’s antics. Hoping to calm the situation he interceded.

“Now, now Farmer Mugwort, Master Kuric… while haste is clearly of utmost importance, there is little point in arguing about what to do here on the streets. While it might be a Troll, we do not know that for sure, and if perhaps this… thing we are after is more cunning than one of those giants they may have spies, even in this Bree of ours. Let us not be too hasty.”
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